Peter Gunn is hired by Quimby, a meek antiques store owner to track down a consignment of rare jewelry, before the arrogant collector finds out they've been stolen. The store's missing ...
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Peter Gunn is hired by Quimby, a meek antiques store owner to track down a consignment of rare jewelry, before the arrogant collector finds out they've been stolen. The store's missing night-watchman is the obvious suspect, until he's fished out of the river with a round bullet in him - from a 1836 Colt. Written by
The first part is juicy, what with Howard McNear's goofy shopkeeper and Murray Matheson's supreme snob. Seems McNear sells art objects (I wouldn't trust him with tin cans), while Matheson's entrusted him with an expensive statue. Trouble is McNear's put the metal Buddha behind a beaded curtain, which really ticks off the imperious owner. Watching the elegant Matheson berate the cringing shopkeeper in high-falutin' language is a hoot. In fact, putting them together amounts to the half-hour's highlight. Then there's hormonal old landlady Summers who wants to undress as soon as she greets handsome Pete. Good thing for us she doesn't. Then add a Chinese manservant named Mao, of all things, who I was hoping would at least overthrow the elite Matheson. Anyhow, forget the conventional plot, which is about who killed McNear's night watchman, even though the upshot's a surprise. All in all, the entry again shows creator Edwards' fascination with colorfully offbeat characters. But more importantly, ones that continue to engage and entertain.
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