If y\You’ve seen one like this (and you probably have) then you’ve seen this one too. Overly obvious movie about the hunt for a serial killer that calls himself The Judge.
Ann Gorman works for Four Star Crime magazine. She wants a story from Lt.Harry Grant (William Lundigan). He hates the magazine and wants nothing to do with it. His partner, Sgt.Art Collins (Jeff Corey) isn’t much help either. The Judge has strangled six people and always on a rainy night. He leaves notes saying he’s been ordained to hand out justice.
One rainy night Ann follows Harry to victim number seven. He’s newspaper editor J.C.McGill (Frank Ferguson). He dies while giving his account of what happened. Ann finally gets some co-operation from Harry. You know where this is going.
Since there are a number of clues, Harry has a life size dummy constructed to aid the force in getting their man. It doesn’t have a face. One night Harry is working late. Art convinces him to go home. It’s supposed to be a shocking scene but what happens came be seen from miles away.
It’s another rainy night. Ann gets a cab and follows Harry. While sitting in his police car a call comes through. There is now victim number eight. They go out to the scene and Harry has one of the boys drive Ann home. On the floor near the body is a copy of Four Star Crime. It could be the break they need.
The movie comes off like a minor TV episode. Nothing original and not a word about the motivation for the crimes. There’s a long climatic chase scene that must have been phoned in. The movie is only an hour but is still a waste of time.