Star of Midnight is a non-camouflaged follow-up on The Thin Man (1934), although made by a different producer [from the novel by Arthur Somers Roche]. It hits a similar merry comedy-drama stride and attains practically the same effectiveness as screen entertainment.
William Powell is once more the happy-go-lucky master sleuth, brought into the case against his wishes and better judgment, but solving it just the same. His romance this time is not so adult, but equally humorous, and, with Ginger Rogers opposite, always interesting.
The mystery is double-barrelled, concerning the disappearance of a show’s leading woman and the killing of a Broadway columnist. Powell unravels both in the customary ingenious manner, to the consternation and despite the interference of the regularly assigned policemen. As did Myrna Loy in Thin Man, Rogers here helps him considerably. She looks like a million, troupes splendidly and wears a pictureful of class clothes.
Smart dialog containing a good share of genuine laughs keeps Powell and Rogers occupied most of the time when they are not mystery-solving or drinking.