
When Captain Street's best friend Dan Grady is murdered, Street enlists the help of Chinese detective James Lee Wong. Mr. Wong uncovers a smuggling ring on the waterfront of San Francisco and unmasks the killer, though not until several more murders occur.... (Full plot summary below)
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When Captain Street's best friend Dan Grady is murdered, Street enlists the help of Chinese detective James Lee Wong. Mr. Wong uncovers a smuggling ring on the waterfront of San Francisco and unmasks the killer, though not until several more murders occur.
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| Ozus' World Movie ReviewsDennis SchwartzHopes to cash in on the Charlie Chan success. |
| User ReviewCharles PFor the time it was made, this was probably a great crime mystery. It still holds up well 60 years later. I don't see where it was a horror film other than the fact that Boris Karloff was one of the stars. A CSI fan would have fits over the lack of proper police procedure, though. A fun film. |
| User ReviewLanky Man PYou can't pass up a film where Boris Karloff plays a Chinese detective. |
| User ReviewDaniel JWhen a common close friend is murdered while investigating smuggling on the San Francisco waterfront, private dective James Lee Wong (Karloff), crime-beat reporter Bobbie Logan (Reynolds), and Captain Bill Street of Homicide (Withers) devote all their skills to finding the killer. Their respective investigations soon zero in on a failing retailer of imitation Chinese antiques, a waterfront nightclub being run by a shady gambler (Puglia), and the obscure connections that exist between them. Soon more bodies start to pile up, and if Wong can't solve the case, he may become a victim himself... and how can Wong hope to catch a killer who can commit murder within the sqaud room of Street's homicide department? "The Fatal Hour" is another solid entry in the "Mr. Wong" series. The mystery is a multilayered one that's well thought out, and the performances are decent all around. It's not as good as "Mr.Wong, Detective" or "The Mystery of Mr. Wong", but its entertaining enough. What keeps this film from rising to the level of the series' best entries is the overwrought nature of the third murder. While its arrangement and solution is as clever as anything you'll find in a Agatha Christie novel, it felt too far-fetched in the context of the rest of the film, and even the rest of the Mr. Wong series. (And this is a series where the murder weapon was triggered by police sirens in a previous film.) With the exception of the writers going a bit overboard in one aspect of the story, this is a decent movie that's worth seeing for fans of classic detective tales. The Fatal Hour (aka "Mr. Wong at Headquarters") Starring: Boris Karloff, Grant Withers, Marjorie Reynolds, Frank Puglia, and Charles Trowbridge Director: William Nigh |
| User ReviewJacob GDecent little detective film. It definitely embodies an older filmmaking convention, focused on conversation and detection more-so than violence (although there is some of that). Disposable enjoyment without any real lasting impressions. |
| User ReviewThe MOh so slow. I bet the earlier Mr. Wong film's are better. |
| User ReviewMichael SNot a bad little detective movie- but not great either. The mystery is easy enough for the viewer to jump ahead of the main characters in order to figure out who the killer is. |
| User ReviewKarsh DKarloff plays a Chinese detective and I dob't mean David yip. Storyline not bad but at 67 minutes long it's unable to have a story or indeed characters with any depth |
| User ReviewMorgan WBoris Karloff, who is laughably casted as a Chinese detective, is fine but even he can't save this generic-as-hell whodunit. For mystery buffs only. |
| User ReviewMichael HThis cheapie fourth entry in Monogram's "Mr. Wong" series hoped to cash in on the Charlie Chan success. Boris Karloff again, laughably, returns as the "Chinese copper." |