An amnesiac madman seeks revenge on the members of an opera company when he suddenly regains his memory. "Everybody thinks I'm mad!" cries an emotional Boris Karloff before going on to prove everybody's suspicions are bang on the money in this average Charlie Chan entry. With infinite good grace, Chan endures repeated racist abuse from William Demarest's inept cop, who, at some time or another, refers to him as virtually every imaginable dish to be found on a Chinese menu. Karloff makes for a dapper madman, but the film fails to provide the sparks one might expect from pitching him against Chan.
Review of Charlie Chan at the Opera
