O Monstro de Paris

"The Catman of Paris" might as well have been called "The Copycat-Man of Paris", because what we have here is a cheap and inconspicuous - but not uninteresting - attempt to imitate the style and success of RKO's genius 1942 classic "Cat People" and its equally genius 1944 sequel "Curse of the Cat People". Those titles happen to be two of my all-time favorite movies, so I - for one - certainly don't mind watching another umpteenth rip-offs.

The film is more than decent, with a plot revolving around a distinguished but controversial young author who just returned to Paris after a long period in a tropical part of the world and finds several difficulties on his path. He loves a different woman than the one he's engaged to, the French government accuses him to exposing secret information via his "fictional" novel, and during his nightly walks around Paris he suffers from blackouts while people are getting ripped to pieces. Might it be that Charles Regnier returned home with a curse and turns into a lethal feline creature at night?

What I love about these ancient black and white movies is that they are short and don't waste any time! "The Catman of Paris" has a running time of barely 65 minutes, but it nevertheless features a talkative plot and a handful of exciting and action-packed moments. The highlights a feisty bar fight sequence and a wild horse carriage chase, which both could have come straight out of a western movie. The denouement isn't too complex to figure out early on already, and the cat-creature transformation sequence is rather weak, but those defaults don't bother me too much in a low-key 40s B-movie. The male cast is unremarkable, but "The Catman of Paris" does feature two strong female characters, with the protagonist's new love-interest Lenore Aubert and particularly his wicked fiance Adele Mara.

With "The Catman of Paris", Republic Pictures takes on the horror genre--making a film which seemed like a bit of a ripoff of the RKO film "Cat People"....as well as bit of Universal's "Werewolf of London". And, like a few other horror films Republic made (such as "Valley of the Zombies"), the results are second-rate.

"The Catman of Paris" is set in Paris (or course) in 1895. Charles has returned to the city after time abroad and after following a serious illness. Soon, folks around him start dying and the police begin to suspect Charles is some sort of Catman thingie who kills. As for Charles, because he has memory lapses following his illness, he starts to suspect that he MIGHT actually be the killer. As for the truth...well, it's somewhere in the middle.

The film is watchable. But it's odd that half the actors speak with French accents, half simply don't. And, as for the story, frankly, it's a bit goofy and silly...and the makeup they use for this 'Catman' is poor. Overall, it really wasn't a very good or exciting film...and hardly one to make RKO or Universal scared of the competition.

In late 19th Century a writer returns to Paris to learn that his acclaimed novel may be censored by the government since it seems to contain proceeds from a secret trial. At this time someone connected with that trial is killed by what seems to be a catman. The writer, who has memory lapses, is suspected, especially when his fiancée is also a victim, but his mentor and the daughter of his publisher with whom he is falling in love strive to protect him.

Although not a classic like Cat People, it is of the 1940's genre of horror films involving supernatural transformations, films that aspired to be atmospheric and subtle, avoiding the use of already worn-out clichés of the '30's horror films and generally not employing established horror-picture stars. Catman was slickly produced (for a B-minus film), but being done by Republic Studios it not surprisingly featured many elements of Western films (can-can girls, a saloon brawl, a carriage chase). --- The cast is excellent. It's a treat to see suave Austrian Carl Esmond in a leading role, while Slovenian actress Lenore Aubert, in perhaps her most engaging role, is well showcased here. Also, Adele Mara is a knockout, and always reliable Douglas Dumbrille is particularly good.

It is, of course, a minor film and will not please those, easily bored, who prefer their horror blood drenched with a thrill a second, or those who prefer only vintage films with major stars. But it a somewhat novel twist on the classic horror film and this reviewer has enjoyably viewed it several times.

The basic plot for The Catman of Paris wouldn't win any awards for originality: it sees controversial author Charles Regnier (Carl Esmond) arriving back in Paris just as people start to turn up dead, scratched to ribbons, as though by a large cat. Suffering from memory loss at the same time as the murders, Charles begins to believe that he is responsible, and the police would just love to pin the blame on him, his latest book having upset the French government. All the evidence does seem to indicate that Charles is the killer, but beautiful Marie Audet (Lenore Aubert) believes otherwise.

It's not very hard to work out who is the real villain, but the supernatural revelation at the end isn't so easy to predict: a crackpot's theory that the killer is capable of transmutation, turning into a half-human/half cat, turns out to be on the money, leading to an entertaining finale featuring the furry, fanged feline/man. Also adding to the fun is a rousing fist fight between Charles and four men in a restaurant, and a high-speed horse and carriage chase scene in which the police are incredibly trigger happy, shooting wildly at the three passengers in the carriage in front.

There is a scene in this film when "Marie" (Leonor Aubert) is in a coach, terrified, with the protagonist in this Jekyllian style thriller. She is shouting, pleading, imploring with this person - who transmorphs into a deadly cat - for him not to kill her. When she calls out for him to "say something to me" the entire cinema - maybe 50 people, all simultaneously called out "miaow". It was really an achievement of coordination and comedy timing that far surpassed anything creative being seen on the screen as this rather dreary murder mystery rubbed along. Carl Esmond is "Regnier", a successful novelist who discovers that his book is going to be censored. When the archivist carrying papers to the censor is found dead - mauled - he is suspected and off we trot on the most benign of mysteries that lacks just about everything - except, perhaps, an alluring eeriness of late 19th century Paris. The writing, directing and acting are wholly adequate, but the thing lacks any sense of menace or thrill - and at times it is little better than a darkly lit romance with a well telegraphed twist.