Killer Diller (1948)

Director:

Josh Binney

Writers:

Hal Seeger (screenplay), Hal Seeger (story)

Stars:

Dusty Fletcher, George Wiltshire, Butterfly McQueen

Cast

Complete credited cast:
Dusty Fletcher	...	Dusty (as Dusty 'Open the Door Richard' Fletcher)
George Wiltshire	...	Dumdone, the Manager
Butterfly McQueen	...	Butterfly
Nellie Hill	...	Lola, His Fianée
Freddie Robinson	...	Sarge
William Campbell	...	Policeman
Edgar Martin	...	Policeman
Sidney Easton	...	Policeman (as Sid Easton)
Augustus Smith	...	Stage Hand (as Gus Smith)
Moms Mabley	...	Vaudeville Star (as Jackie Mabley)
Ken Renard	...	The Great Voodoo
Rest of cast listed alphabetically:
Andy Kirk and His Orchestra	...	Themselves
The Clark Brothers	...	Themselves
Nat 'King' Cole	...	Himself (as King Cole Trio)
The Four Congaroos	...	Themselves

Storyline

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Plot Keywords:

variety | public domain | race movie | african american

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Genres:

Comedy | Drama

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Details

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Company Credits

Production Co:

All-American News

Technical Specs

Runtime:

73 min

Sound Mix:

Mono (RCA Sound System)

Color:

Black and White

Aspect Ratio:

1.37 : 1

Did You Know?

Connections

Featured in That's Black Entertainment (1990)

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Soundtracks

"It Ain't Nobody's Business What I Do"
Music and lyrics by S.G. Stampsel, Morris Markowitz and J.A. Browne
Performed on piano and sung by Beverly White

User Reviews

Jazz/Dance Highlights, Comedy Pyrite

The plot doesn't matter much, although it is fairly important to understanding the ending (which I failed to pay attention to.) But it isn't necessary in order to enjoy the classic performances from some of the 1940s biggest acts, my favorite being Nat King Cole's silky melodies with his early King Cole Trio. But the Clark Brothers are showstoppers, and their tap routine here is no less entertaining than the Nicholas Brothers in Stormy Weather, another personal favorite. Some of the comedy material may be extremely dated, but I couldn't help but think if "Moms" Mabley's set was performed by my Grandmother...now THAT is what killed me. What surprised me most amidst all the notable performances was that any of the humor survived these 57 years, making it a barely hour-long curiosity for the brave jazz, dance, or history buff.