Can I have the next drag? The men get all the good parts in the movies these days.
A Study In Scarlet (1933), a Sherlock Holmes tale, follows the predictable consequences of a secret society in which the members pool their wealth, and divide it up among the survivors as they die off. It may seem silly, but in the end it actually makes some sense, as everyone involved has visited –
But that would be telling.
It’s not a bad little tale, but the movie suffers from usual awful audio one expects from the era, the first generation of the talkies, as it were. This lends the movie a certain one-dimensional quality. Adding to it is the failure to develop sympathetic bonds with virtually any character, not because they’re all evil, but the effort simply isn’t made.
So it’s sort of fun, but not to any great extent.
