I realize that this was a shoestring B production and that Director Sidney Salkow was working with a cast of C actors, and helped write the screenplay - one of the most childish I can remember forcing myself through in some time (I make it a habit of watching a film to the end, however much of a time-waster it might be).
Warren William is the Lone Wolf, a kind of Sherlock Holmes with some apparently shady dealings and helped by the slapsticker, Eric Blore, who blunders and stumbles about until ending up in water sucking on his thumb like a big baby. William just annoyed me with his smug look of a man who knows something others do not, ace up in his sleeve. Bruce Bennett and the lovely Frances Robinson are just about the best assets in the film, further let down by uninspired and unimaginative cinematography by Barney McGill, and indifferent editing.
The plot involves some stamps, some chases, and a lot of nonsense. I give this film 5 stars out of respect for the B film industry of the 1930s through the 1950s. 5/10.
Warren William is the Lone Wolf, a kind of Sherlock Holmes with some apparently shady dealings and helped by the slapsticker, Eric Blore, who blunders and stumbles about until ending up in water sucking on his thumb like a big baby. William just annoyed me with his smug look of a man who knows something others do not, ace up in his sleeve. Bruce Bennett and the lovely Frances Robinson are just about the best assets in the film, further let down by uninspired and unimaginative cinematography by Barney McGill, and indifferent editing.
The plot involves some stamps, some chases, and a lot of nonsense. I give this film 5 stars out of respect for the B film industry of the 1930s through the 1950s. 5/10.