Pretty bad film with George Sanders and Lucille Ball starring. Their chemistry is about non-existent. This is supposed to be a murder thriller and for a change there is absolutely no violence shown as 7 women fall victim to a mysterious killer.
Charles Coburn is the inspector of Scotland Yard yet he has no British accent. Lucille Ball plays a dancer doing odd jobs who works as a decoy for the Yard when one of her friends mysteriously disappears and eventually shown to fallen victim to this maniacal killer.
Ball is essentially Lucy without the laughs. Despite what others say, she shows absolutely no dramatic flare here at all. I expected Ethel and Fred Mertz to intervene at any time to save the day.
It becomes so obvious who the killer is. Sir Cedric Hardwicke, who was so good in "The Ten Commandments" and memorable as Henry Cabot Lodge in "Wilson," looks like a real odd-ball here.
The ending is predictable even with Sanders, the lover of Ball, in the film confessing guilt to draw the real killer out.
Charles Coburn is the inspector of Scotland Yard yet he has no British accent. Lucille Ball plays a dancer doing odd jobs who works as a decoy for the Yard when one of her friends mysteriously disappears and eventually shown to fallen victim to this maniacal killer.
Ball is essentially Lucy without the laughs. Despite what others say, she shows absolutely no dramatic flare here at all. I expected Ethel and Fred Mertz to intervene at any time to save the day.
It becomes so obvious who the killer is. Sir Cedric Hardwicke, who was so good in "The Ten Commandments" and memorable as Henry Cabot Lodge in "Wilson," looks like a real odd-ball here.
The ending is predictable even with Sanders, the lover of Ball, in the film confessing guilt to draw the real killer out.