3/10
Fritz Feld as a police inspector should make you wonder
21 November 2022
Carl Esmond plays a French author who has just returned from somewhere, where he had a bout of something. Every so often he blacks out, but before he does, we get a shot of a frozen wasteland, lightning, a buoy, then a black cat. None of this makes sense unless you are on weed. After each blackout, a cast member goes belly up. Personally, I think the victims just wanted out of this picture.

After the first attack, Prefect of Police Fritz Feld, without a shred of evidence, immediately concludes the murder has been committed by a catman. Right. This guy makes Inspector Clouseau look like Sherlock Holmes. Inspector Gerald Mohr spends most of the film disagreeing with Feld, rolling his eyes, and generally smirking. I think he read the script.

Adele Mara, as Esmonds' fiancée, becomes a fancy feast for the catman, which is too bad because I was just beginning to enjoy her cleavage. Then Esmond takes up with Lenore Aubert, who manages to almost sound like a French person, unlike everyone else in the cast.

Esmond spends most of the film trying to figure out if he is indeed the killer. At one point, he says to Aubert, in resignation, "I am the catman." To which Aubert replies "I am the walrus."

We don't get to see the catman until about five minutes left in the film. During the wait, we are subjected to some astrologist telling us the history of the catman, how he appears every time Jupiter aligns with Mars (or something to that effect) and how he was present at historical events throughout time. This guy made me yearn for Criswell.
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