. . . The Little Tough Guys or The East Side Kids or The Bowery Boys, but through 88 feature films and 36 serial chapters, they're always obnoxious, disturbing, miscast, unconvincing, hammy, grating, irresponsible, braying, foolish and a general waste of time. Like a Rolling Stones tour featuring nonagenarian "rockers," CRIME SCHOOL and its 120-some sequels feature grown men clumsily acting out implausible childish fantasies as the other adult actors desperately try not to smirk and attempt to stay "in character." It's pretty strange that the guy who'd go on to crack the case of THE MALTESE FALCON could not nip this ring of counterfeit kids in the bud.
Review of Crime School
