Arthur Wontner, the Sherlock Holmes of the 1930s, is less intriguing that Basil Rathbone, who, in the 1940s, played the part with the maniacal intensity that more closely resembles Conan Doyle's conception. And as Dr. Moriarty, Lyn Harding, a portly gentleman of advanced years, is possessed of more physical strength and mobile eyebrows, but less menace, than the more composed and deliberate Henry Daniell or more nasty Lionel Atwill. This story, told too much in flashback, is not one of Doyle's better ones. It is stagy, wordy and expends much time with a gang of criminals at the expense of Holmes's famed powers of induction (incorrectly called "deduction" by Doyle). Ben Welden resembles Barton MacLane, but the best heavy is Roy Emerton.
Review of The Triumph of Sherlock Holmes
