This is a rather late German Edgar Wallace 'krimi', so maybe I should not prejudge the rest based upon this viewing. Actually this begins tremendously with stunning impressionistic credits based upon London night scene neon. We are then introduced to the cast and given a good idea of the storyline involving some leggy lady dancers, a knife thrower, a ventriloquist and sex and drugs. Heroin and the white slave trade to be precise. But, I don't imagine the early 'krimi' relied so much on humour but this one gets just a little too silly. Not helped by an English dub devoted more to trying to out camp each other rather than convince us of any hint of believability. The colour deserves a mention because even if the film could not live up to the opening credits the bright, even lurid colour does and the blood is the very brightest red I've seen in a film. There are hints at the giallo and we see the classic, hat cloaked coat and black rubber gloves but really, this cannot surely be a good guide to the best of this mini genre I have heard so much about but seen so little of.
