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Lawyer Messer (Jochen Brockmann) and his goons run a white slavery ring
in which they use a small home-made submarine to smuggle English girls
into international waters. However, Messer's secretary Gwenda (Petra von
der Linda) got wind of the whole affair and is thus murdered by one of
Messer's men - which gets Scotland Yard onto the case, not just because of
the murder as such, but because Gwenda was the sister of the mysterious
Ringer, a master criminal whose actual identity is unknown. It's only
known that he has relocated to Australia a few years back, but with his
sister murdered, he's sure to return to the UK to have revenge. Also that
his wife Cora Ann (Margot Trooger) is returning to the UK is a dead
giveaway that the Ringer's here as well. Scotland Yard chief Sir John
(Siegfriend Schürenberg) orders his best man, inspector Higgins (Joachim
Fuchsberger) to give Messer personal protection - and that way also to
find out about his racket - while he gets inspector Warren (Siefgried
Lowitz) out of retirement to help track down the Ringer, as he was the
only one to ever come close to arresting the man. But for the most part,
both Higgins and Warren manage to do little to corner the villain, they
just walk from one death trap to the next, most of which they escape by
sheer luck rather than talent. However, they find one key suspect,
Australian crime novelist Wesby (Heinz Drache), who has been on the same
plane to the UK as Cora Ann. Of course there's a twist at the end, when
Wesby is revealed to be an Australian policeman, and Warren is revealed to
be the Ringer (René Deltgen) in disguise who has taken the actual Warren
captive. And the Ringer has his revenge on Messer and company, and manages
to escape arrest with the help of his wife and of all people Messer's
overly harmless butler (Eddi Arent). Narratively, this movie's
a total mess, like most of the German Edgar Wallace adaptations (which is
also due to the source material of course), as everything's too
far-fetched, depending too much on coincidence, and stuff is just pulled
out of the hat rather than a result of narrative build-up. And that said,
like many of the Edgar Wallace films of the 1960s, this one's also fun to
watch, as it's well put-together, exctitingly paced, and fun for its
shortcomings rather than despite of them, and it makes for an awesome walk
down nostalgia lane. Not a great movie by any meaning of the word, but a
fun watch for sure.
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