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Jack Packard and Doc Long are back—the detectives of I Love a Mystery. Jim Bannon is Packard: serious, cool, businesslike, and tough to fool. Barton Yarborough is Doc—he of the southern drawl, gentle sarcasm, and vaguely comical attitude and behavior. Together they tackle another case, this time attempting to sort out a set of entanglements involving family and colleagues of a missing adventurer.

The opening minutes set up the mystery quite well—the characters are introduced and laid out carefully, but it's genuinely tough to tell who is who, who's on which side. Gradually, deliberately, the mystery opens and unravels and eventually builds to a rather exciting climax. The story itself features a shrunken head, the mysterious disappearance of an explorer who may or may not be dead in a jungle somewhere, a collection of his mutually suspicious family members, and a taxidermist who keeps a large black mountain lion in a cage outside his shop.

The acting is passable if not great…Bannon and Yarborough are fine if slightly bland, Anita Louise and Michael Duane are tightly wound and thus somewhat unpredictable as the young couple, Mona Barrie is suitably concerned yet perhaps a tad shady as wife and stepmother.

The dialog occasionally aims at humor (standing next to a museum case of shrunken heads, Packard suggests that he and Doc put their own heads together, at which Doc winces, "I wish you wouldn't say that"—ha ha) but mostly it's a straight mystery that plays up the spookiness of such elements as said shrunken heads, some poison dart guns, the growling cat, and the general air of suspicion that the family members create around themselves and each other.

A tidy little mystery that's tightly plotted and efficiently produced.

Good combination of horror and noir. Now if I could just figure out whose head belongs on which body, I might be able to figure out the plot. But, no matter since the film is carried by some great noirish atmosphere. The gloom hangs heavy over everyone, so you just know anything might happen. The movie's adapted from a radio stage play and it shows in the stretched out storyline that sometimes appears to ramble. Still, brighter bulbs than mine may be able to follow out the mystery part. Anyhow, I really like the obscure Michael Duane as the ambivalent Rex Kennedy; he brings unexpected depth to the part. The cast is basically an ensemble of no-names, who, nevertheless do well enough in their roles. No, the movie never rises above programmer status, but does show how imaginative these bottom-of-the-bill B- movies could be.

This is the second film to be based on the popular American radio programme 'I Love A Mystery', and I reckon it's an improvement over the first, the plot easier to follow, with stars Jim Bannon and Barton Yarborough having settled into their roles as private detectives Jack Packard and Doc Long.

This time around, Jack and Doc are hired by Louise Mitchell (Mona Barrie) who believes that her life is in danger from her stepdaughter Janet (Anita Louise), who thinks that her father was murdered by his wife while on safari, her suspicion fuelled by love letters between Louise and her dad's associate, Prof. Arthur Logan (Frank Wilcox). As the pair of private eyes investigate, they encounter Janet's somewhat shady love interest Rex Kennedy (Michael Duane), a killer with a deadly blowpipe, a crooked hypnotist, a savage black panther, an animal loving taxidermist, and a shrunken head containing a secret code.

Director Henry Levin maintains a snappy pace, Bannon and Yarborough make for a great pairing, and the plot is just the right amount of bonkers with being TOO preposterous.

We too often forget that director Heny Levin began his career at Columbia pictures directing such small budget movies. This one belongs to the I LOVE A MYSTERY list, several horror mystery features, under one hour length. A bit talkative, I admit, but also providing a pretty good atmosphere. Not the one Val Lewton's production made, though. This one is Ok, thanks to this atmosphere, no matter the story itself. Henry Levin will become famous with his VOYAGE TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH, his masterpiece, and several other adventure action movies, finishing with "beach" flicks in the early sixties.

The Devil's Mask tries very hard to be an entertaining suspense thriller, and in some scenes it accomplishes its task. However, when a decent plot becomes too convoluted and unlikely, it defeats the whole purpose of sustaining suspense and believability. Too many subplots spoil the broth. The tale of a shrunken head found in a plane crash is pretty bizarre in itself, but adding several subplots to the event causes it to lose steam. The actors and director do their best, but a weak script is something that few actors or directors were ever able to overcome. This is one of the weaker entries of the "I Love a Mystery" series. Skip this one and watch a few of the others.