The Monster of London City is a Krimi not based on an Edgar Wallace book for a change: instead, it was written by Edgar Wallace's son Bryan Edgar Wallace! In this enjoyably daft murder mystery, someone is slicing up prostitutes in London a la Jack the Ripper (albeit with an open razor rather than a surgical blade). Could it be ex-drug addict turned successful actor Richard Sand, who is currently playing the 'ripper' in a popular stage play? Is it Maylor (Kurd Pieritz), Sand's agent, trying to drum up some free publicity for the show? Perhaps it is politician Sir George Edwards (Fritz Tillmann), who is trying to pass a censorship bill that would see violent stage plays prohibited. Another possible suspect is prop master Horrlick (Walter Pfeil), who once served time for manslaughter. Or maybe its just a random maniac with no real motive (of course not... I'm sure you'll guess who it really is long before the end, but perhaps not his back story).
With its jazzy score, crisp black and white cinematography, decent performances, and bizarre mix of thriller, horror, and comedy (the plot includes comic relief in the form of a dopey private detective and his ditzy girlfriend), The Monster of London City is a pretty fun way to waste some time, especially if you're a fan of all things 'ripper'. Director Edwin Zbonek maintains a decent pace, achieves some great visuals, and includes a fair few mean-spirited murders (the final one taking place in front of a little girl), and even though the film does stretch plausibility a tad too far at times, the unlikeliness of proceedings only adds to the enjoyment factor in my opinion. Yes, there are better examples of the genre out there, but this one is still good enough to warrant a watch.
6.5/10, rounded up to 7 for the wholly unconvincing painted backdrop that can be seen outside the front door of Sir George's house, for the occasional gratuitous nudity, and for the hilarious Benny Hill-style moment where a woman's skirt is whipped off by a speeding car.
