Hans Mehringer's routine direction of "Strangler in the Tower" is not much to write home about, but I suppose it could have been worse and he does make a bit of an impact with the murder sequences and the stuff with the black-robed brothers. The players are also attractive. Charles Regnier earns top honors for acquitting himself very capably in a dual role, while the lovely Christa Linder (Miss Austria of 1962) is most definitely a sight for sore eyes. The screenplay's pseudonym, Michael Thomas, disguises the prolific well-known producer/director, Erwin C. Dietrich (The Calendar Girls, Tempting Roommates, Girls Without Lovers, Cobra Mission, Dance to Win, etc.). This in fact was his first of well over a hundred movie credits.
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Would you like your film stuffed, sir?
feindlicheubernahme26 February 2024
Warning: Spoilers
(What gives? I submitted this review last September and it was approved but I've just seen that it's not here. Oh, well, I'll just reupload it and see what happens this time.)
Entertaining caper about a plundered sacred jewel which was split into five pieces, the owners of which are now being forcefully shuffled off this mortal coil. But around that central premise, the writers have thrown in everything but the kitchen sink in terms of plot elements. We have shady rich people, sinister secretaries, strippers, jewel smugglers, assassins and a strange brotherhood in KKK-like garb, only black.
At the end the detectives look very pleased with themselves, despite the fact that, including bad guys, the body count has risen from 1 into the double digits while they've been conducting their investigation. They don't retrieve the jewels and never even find out about the smuggling operation.
But the police's utter incompetence is actually a good thing here, because it allows the murders to continue. If, like me, you're the kind of person who feels short-changed when a murder mystery restricts itself to one or two stiffs, then this is absolutely the film for you. Lots of fun.
Seven soon-to-be-six-feet-under stars.
Entertaining caper about a plundered sacred jewel which was split into five pieces, the owners of which are now being forcefully shuffled off this mortal coil. But around that central premise, the writers have thrown in everything but the kitchen sink in terms of plot elements. We have shady rich people, sinister secretaries, strippers, jewel smugglers, assassins and a strange brotherhood in KKK-like garb, only black.
At the end the detectives look very pleased with themselves, despite the fact that, including bad guys, the body count has risen from 1 into the double digits while they've been conducting their investigation. They don't retrieve the jewels and never even find out about the smuggling operation.
But the police's utter incompetence is actually a good thing here, because it allows the murders to continue. If, like me, you're the kind of person who feels short-changed when a murder mystery restricts itself to one or two stiffs, then this is absolutely the film for you. Lots of fun.
Seven soon-to-be-six-feet-under stars.
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