Nothing that special in this Holmes story, except a few nice comments at the very end by our detective hero about America and Washington, D.C. Otherwise, it's just a so-so espionage story about a clip of microfilm that is hidden in some matchbook, with nobody but Holmes aware of that. The man who put it there was killed. The good guys want to make sure the bad guys don't get a hold of it.
We follow the matchbook as it goes from one person to the next. Most of the suspects are those who were on the train carrying the man who had the microfilm in the first place.
The problem with the film is there isn't enough suspense and the ending scenes are so hokey it's almost embarrassing to watch. And - by the way - what was with that hairdo on Basil Rathbone (Holmes). That was really strange-looking, so much so it was distracting. Thankfully, he found a new barber for his other films.
We follow the matchbook as it goes from one person to the next. Most of the suspects are those who were on the train carrying the man who had the microfilm in the first place.
The problem with the film is there isn't enough suspense and the ending scenes are so hokey it's almost embarrassing to watch. And - by the way - what was with that hairdo on Basil Rathbone (Holmes). That was really strange-looking, so much so it was distracting. Thankfully, he found a new barber for his other films.