Cast:
Rod La Rocque-
Lamont Granston/The Shadow
Norman Ainsley-
Henry Hendricks
Lynn Anders (Agnes
Anderson)- Marcia Delthern
James Blakely-
Jasper Delthern (Marcia's brother, the unlucky gambler.)
Kenneth Harlan-
Captain Breen
John St. Polis-
Caleb Delthern (The first murdered man.)
Cy Kendall-
Barney Grossett (The head gangster.)
Wilson Benge-
Wellington the Butler (The man who killed Caleb Delthern.)
John Elliott- Chester
Randall (The real one.)
The Shadow
Strikes (1937): A DIRTY LOW-DOWN TRICK! THEY JUST
CALLED THE CHARACTER THE SHADOW TO SELL THIS MOVIE, AND IT DOESN'T HAVE
ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE SHADOW! IGNORING THAT, THIS IS A FINE
MYSTERY.
This is the first-ever Shadow movie attempt.
It's based on an actual Shadow story by Maxwell Grant (Walter B.
Gibson) called "The Ghost of the Manor." It's a good movie, but
not a good Shadow movie. What do I mean by that? The Shadow
is supposed to be a superhero; A detective more mysterious than Batman
and with supernatural powers. He is NOT that in this film.
This is a mystery movie where the character could have just as easily
been called Sherlock Holmes or Charlie Chan. This is NOT a
superhero movie, but a mystery movie. Be that as it may, this is
STILL a good movie and it deserves mention for the fact that it's an
interpretation of such an important superhero.
Lamont Cranston only dresses up as the Shadow twice
in this film, and then only for about a minute each time. This
film is only 62 minutes long, but the way they did it this proved to be
long enough.
There are a lot of things in this Shadow film that
do not ring true in the Shadow magazines or radio shows of the
period. For one, Lamont Cranston is not a "wealthy young man
about town" but an amateur criminologist. For the entire movie he
is posing as a lawyer named Chester Randall who was actually out of
town on vacation. The story starts with Cranston in the office of
Randall trying to find information that would help him solve the
mystery of who killed his father. Two thugs of a gangster named
Rossett break in looking for something (which we later find out is the
will of the elderly murdered man). Cranston (The Shadow) catches
them for the police, but the police also catch him, in Cranston form,
soon after. To save himself, Cranston says he's Chester
Randall. All would have been fine and he could have parted
company with the police detective, but Randall was called by Mr. Caleb
Delthern, the soon-to-be-murdered man, on urgent will-updating
business. The police detective wanted to accompany "Randall" to
the man's house so Cranston HAD to go. He's not there for long
when the man is actually murdered, and Cranston is stuck there AGAIN as
Chester Randall.
Once "Randall" was cleared he could have split and
let the police take care of it, but he was charmed by the attractive
niece of the dead man and wanted to solve this crime for her. Of
course, this detains Cranston from working on the case of his own
murdered father. He never does learn who killed his father in
this movie, because the case he stumbled upon takes up the whole film,
so it leaves room open for a possible sequel. It happened.
It's a great mystery and it does keep you
guessing. It almost makes you forget that it's not a very
faithful adaptation of the Shadow...almost. There is NO Margo
Lane in this movie. The Shadow has NO mystic powers. He has
NO creepy laugh. The theme music from the radio show is NOT
played. In this film, he is accompanied by a short, goofy English
manservant named Henry, which is an original character. If the
Shadow does wear a ring, it's not mentioned or seen, nor would it serve
any importance here.
Rod La Rocque is an
incredible actor and he made a great
Shadow. I wish they would have let him BE the Shadow a bit
more. He's smart and good-looking enough. A little cocky,
but not too cocky. He doesn't carry an "IN YOUR FACE!" attitude
towards others but rather a simplistic "SEE?" attitude.
Norman Ainsley was
fine as Henry. Couldn't have been
better. Sadly, though, this type of wimpy English manservant
character was so overdone in movies that it's not anything we haven't
seen a million times before. I think at least 90% of Hollywood's
Golden Age movies had to have some sort of silly English
butler/chauffeur character. This is about as common as
secretaries and wide-eyed black comic relief.
Lynn Anders is
fine-looking and very easy-to-take
actress. She's not annoying or over-bubbly, just a real
woman. I like the lukewarm romance direction they were taking
with this film. They made it just enough so it didn't take away
from the fact that this was a mystery thriller, but enough so that it
was interesting plotwise. Her admiration of Cranston the mystery
man was definitely a threat to his cover. Since he liked her,
too, it led him to do some things that could have gotten him killed or
in serious trouble with the law.
James
Blakely is a fun and spunky presence. He had a
lot of personality.