The somewhat unlikely screen detective Nero Wolfe's second and last appearance.
A group of Harvard alumni plea for help from private detective Nero Wolfe (Walter Connolly). At least two of their number have been killed and they think Chaplin (Eduardo Ciannelli), who became accidentally crippled due to their hazing at uni, is out for revenge and is behind the murders.
Wolfe, who is housebound, sends his assistant Archie (Lionel Stander) to do the legwork. Chaplin is a popular author and some of Archie's detective work includes trying to get his hands on Chaplin's typewriter and skulking around bookshops. The plot proceeds with the usual red herrings, tangents and clues of a typical 1930s detective B-movie...
Because that is what this is, a typical film of the genre. It isn't really a Nero Wolfe movie, from what i have read of the literary character, the Wolfe in this film is quite different (which is probably why the movie series ended with this one). So, treat it like it is, a decent if not overly brilliant detective film. It certainly has a great title.
