There is practically nothing to the picture outside of the photography that will appeal.

An occasionally effective but none the less depressing German production... Fritz Lang produced this weird, symbolical picture about five years ago, and it seems as if the American cutter had been forced to draw its dramatic teeth.

Its key horrors and delights - an owl in the moonlight, a midget presiding over a cockfight, a secret lover buried alive - are all the more searing.

Any ordinarily good Hollywood product will probably please and prove more enjoyable to the average patron than this importation which taxes one too much to remember what it is all about.