The Mystery of the 13th Guest

Perhaps I am not as well-versed in movie history as others are. I don't know what a Monogram film is.

I like mysteries and it was recommended in Netflix. I was surprised to see it only lasted an hour. Of course, well before the hour was up I was grateful for that fact.

This is not a good movie. It's akin to a bad short story; you just have to finish even though you know it's not going to get any better.

The grandfather dies and the folks who were at dinner 13 years before begin dying off. Who is responsible? We eventually find out, but there doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason as to why that person is responsible.

The dialogue is insipid. The acting is not good. The lighting doesn't seem too good either. There's the hard-edge detective and the campy one-liners. It just didn't work.

Spare yourself; there are better movies out there. There's nothing about this that I find worth sitting through.

I want to inject some personal information that I learned after my original 2002 review of same. I made contact with Johnny Duncan who starred as Harold Morgan in the movie. We connected thru his fan club and I conversed with him about the film and Helen Parrish, the star. We exchanged emails initially and then he gave me his phone number so we could talk in person. He was at that time the only living actor of the film. We reminisced about the actual making of the film and his interactions with William Beaudine and Helen Parrish. He confirmed Helen was as beautiful in person as she appeared on screen. The had lunch every day at the Monogram lunch room and he said they even ate with Bela Lugosi! He had on his makeup described as a greenish grease paint as he was also in a horror film at that time. He described Beaudine as man in motion, constantly making last minute changes to the scrip and never call "cut" unless the camera film broke! He remembered the movie took about 6 days to complete and then they had a party with all the actors and stage hands. I also told Duncan I had 16mm prints of 13th Guest, Batman and Robin serial and Delinquent Daughters, three of his best films in my opinion. He also invited me to come and see him in the Ozark's in Mo. He sent me an autographed picture of himself in costume as Robin in color. At that time he was still active and even as he said, mowing his lawn in his 80's. I never made it down there and found out he passed last year at 89. In my original review of 2002, I mentioned Dick Purcell, playing Johnny Smith was a reporter, He was actually a PI (private investigator). He died in 1944 (39 yrs old) after playing 18 holes on a Beverly Hills Golf Course. In closing for anyone interested in conversing further about The Mystery of the 13th Guest film or the actors especially Helen Parish or Johnny Duncan, feel free to contact me thru Facebook or the review.

I had high hopes for this one after reading only the little blurb that comes up with the olde timey movies on Tubi but ... whoa .. is it ever a stinker.

II's like an expanded three stooges short directed by Ed Wood but without the charm of his ineptitude. The characters are not introduced or developed ... any of them. The running jokes are not even vaguely amusing.

It's a mess. Give it a miss !

The Morgan house at has been locked up for thirteen years, ever since the death of the family patriarch (played in flashback by Lloyd Ingraham). There was, of course, the usual rigmarole of mutually antagonistic heirs, a shady lawyer, and a will calculated to make things as difficult as possible for everybody. The dying Morgan had summoned Barksdale the lawyer and all ten of the heirs out to the house to discuss his impending death and its aftermath. Morgan's will was sealed, its contents secret even from Barksdale, and it was to remain so until the youngest of his grandchildren- eight-year-old Marie (played as an adult by Helen Parrish)- turned 21. When Marie turns 21 yesterday, she lets herself into her grandfather's house, she finds it exactly as it was thirteen years ago, except with a telephone installed, which doesn't make a lot of sense in a house where nobody lives. A shot rings out, and Marie rushes to the mysterious telephone to call the police. No sooner has she lifted the handset to her ear, though, than she goes into convulsions and sinks slowly to the floor, apparently dead. Soon more dead bodies follow...

Decent enough mystery with a idea typical of the era, some fine creepy house atmosphere and shadows and a creepy looking killer donned with mask a la michael Myers, however it doesn't really lifts itself above ordinary. Still it's watchable and there's some good humorous dialogue.

I've met several people who feel that this version is much better than the original (Ginger Rogers / Lyle Talbot) picture. I disagree.

All the "spookiness" from the original (including the black-robed 'phantom') is gone, and the film is "just another mystery".

But, to each his own!

Norm