Michael Laynard, the Lone Wolf, is questioned by the police regarding the theft of a priceless sapphire from an Indian potentate on a visit to New York City. He goes to a nightclub where he sees the sapphire in the hair-do of one of the band singers. But, before he can get to her, she is murdered and the sapphire is taken. He, to clear himself, now must find the jewelry and a killer. Written by
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This Lone Wolf entry introduces Gerald Mohr in the title role... and that's part of the problem. It labors for so long to set up that "this new guy" is the Lone Wolf that it takes a while for the plot to kick in -- it's like they felt they had to convince us that Mohr really is the Wolf, honest! Forget about that Warren William guy! So the first ten to fifteen minutes are rather slow. And Mohr is no Warren William. But he's competent enough and once the story gets going, it's amiable and breezy and fun. All about -- of course -- a stolen gem and the Wolf's attempts to find the real thief (he's blamed, as always). So it's not as good as some of the earlier Warren William Wolfs, but it's not bad, either. Moves along a quick clip and wraps it all up neatly, with some good fun as Mohr and sidekick Blore pretend to be Arab Royalty as they try to find the lost gem.
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