Review: The Secret of the Red Orchid
Scotland Yard detective Adrian Hoven and a recently
arrived American FBI agent played by Christopher Lee join forces to take down
two rival Chicago gangs (led by, respectively Klaus Kinski and Eric Pohlmann)
that have set up shop in London. Pinkas Braun plays the nephew of a murdered
tycoon, and Eddi Arent plays a nosy, shifty butler.
One of the German-made films featuring a dubbed
Christopher Lee, this 1962 gangster pic from director Helmuth Ashley (mostly a
TV director including the popular “Derrick” TV series) and screenwriter
Egon Els, is based on an Edgar Wallace novel. It’s not really my kind of thing,
but it has a nice gritty B&W look to it, and it’s far from the worst thing
Lee has been in. The story is interesting at times, if not original. From a
cinematic history perspective, it’s interesting to see something like this, one
of the more obscure films in Lee’s career. There’s something a bit weird about
Germans trying to portray events from British and American points of view. It’s
not very convincing to say the least, nor are the guys dubbing Lee and
(especially) Klaus Kinski. That said, do you really want to hear Klaus Kinski
attempt a wiseguy accent himself?
Eric Pohlmann is immediately well-cast and terrific, and
lead actor Adrian Hoven is quite solid too, as is Pinkas Braun. Despite the
dubbing Lee and in particular Kinski manage to convey enough of their
performances through non-verbal means. Kinski probably ties with Pohlmann for
scene-stealing prowess here. The problem with Lee really is that given Hoven
and Braun are around, Lee’s participation here feels more marquee value. Even
given the way the plot resolves, Lee’s character still doesn’t seem entirely
necessary. Meanwhile, an actor named Eddi Arent is a constant source of
irritation, though I suspect German audiences might take more kindly to his
more comedic stylings. Cinematographer Franz Lederle (“Derrick”) offers
up some nice use of shadow here and there, and there’s a nice, ironic twist
towards the end, too. On the debit side is a dreadfully loud, dreadfully
insistent music score by Peter Thomas (“The Trygon Factor” with Stewart
Granger and Robert Morley).
An interesting but uneven curio, it’s the exact film
it wants to be but it’s of intermittent appeal to me. Good-looking for
something likely fairly cheap, though.
Rating: C+
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