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...introduces Britain's Rex (Bell, Book and Candle) Harrison in the unlikely role of a Manhattan amateur sleuth. Though saddled with a lackwit assistant (Leon Janney), set upon by an amorous blonde, slugged by a T-man, and tossed into a taxi with a corpse, Harrison never raises his precise, British-accented voice. The opening case, concerning a gang of diamond smugglers, was solved more by mirrors than logic. Sample Harrison deduction: a man who fell four floors to his death couldn't be a suicide, because he failed to open the window before he went through...
...solution is passable enough, the setting odd enough, the sleuth different enough, the condemned girl interesting enough for the play to have its points. But it swamps them in high-toned irrelevancy. It insists on becoming emotional, even spiritual. It prefers tear jerking to spine-tingling. It keeps slowing down to exhibit one of those suspicious half-wits that, by now, only another half-wit would suspect. As a whodunit, it suffers partly from not knowing its business, partly from not knowing its place...
Trevor Howard plays an archeologist turned amateur sleuth, who meets Anonk, a French barmaid, soon after his arrival in the Tunision hamlet of Kabarta, but not too seen for him to have already stumbled onto a gun-running racket when his car was blocked by a landslide during a heavy rainstorm. Anouk's brother Max turns out to be mixed up with the gang, so the love affair between the archaeologist and the barmaid gets awfully massy...
...stepped an elegant young man in top hat and frock coat. He was Arthur Conan Doyle, come to deliver the manuscript of a short story entitled A Scandal in Bohemia. Published in the six-month-old Strand magazine, in July 1891, the story's hero was a sleuth named Sherlock Holmes. He was an instant hit and so was the Strand...
Died. Frederick Porter ("the Weasel") Wensley, 84, beak-nosed master sleuth, onetime head of Scotland Yard's famed C.I.D. (Criminal Investigation Department), who solved many of Britain's most famous crimes during his long (1887-1929) service; in London. No theorizing Hercule Poirot, Wensley served a rough & tumble apprenticeship in London's thug-infested East End during the Jack the Ripper era, wrote about it all in Forty Years of Scotland Yard...