During an incredibly elaborate game of charades, a man shoots a friend of his with a gun he thinks has blanks. Alas, no - someone substituted real bullets. Murder after murder occurs until the quite unusual ending which surprised me and given the countless mysteries I have watched or read, that's saying something. Leslie Fenton and especially Clara Blandick as the aunt did good jobs but the rest of the cast not so much. While the Inspector had a couple of snappy lines, overall the film was humorless. There was a dumb cop who was a rude slob who kept throwing his peanut shells on the floor. I certainly don't regret watching the movie but except for the surprise of who the culprit was, I won't remember anything about the movie.
Review of Murder at Midnight
Murder at Midnight
(1931)
The twist ending is the best reason to watch this film
9 August 2012
Warning: Spoilers