Invading the realms of Sherlock Holmes, Warner Oland, as the general Chinese detective, Charlie Chan, transfers the scene of his activities to London in the current features at the R.K.O. Boston, entitled "Charlie Chan in London." In murder mysteries the important feature is the story and this time it is only a fair one, suffering from a superabundance of trite tricks of the trade such as too-obvious attempts to make everybody seem to be the criminal. Having just finished the famous (?) Barstow case the philosophic Mr. Chan is preparing to return to China and the numerous little Chans when he receives an impassioned plea from Pamela Gray to come to the aid of her brother who is to be hung in three days for a murder which he did not commit. Chan consents and soon appears at the Hunt Club where Lt. Hamilton was murdered, supposedly by Gray. With his uncanny eye for telling bits of evidence, Chane soon finds out enough to cause an attempt to be made on his own cause an attempt to be made on his life. With only eight hours remaining before the time set for the execution of Gray, Chan sets a clever trap and the foxy villian falls right into it. It you decide in the beginning who looks least like the dastardly villain you will have solved the case and will not have to resolved the case and will not have to remain any longer.

On the stage is presented an unusually long bill of vaudeville containing but few sparks of real entertainment. Vanderbilt and Daye are fairly good dancers and have created a dance to the rumba rhythm which is at least different. Ranny Weeks and his orchestra are mildly entertaining and manage to sound quite a bit like New York's Leon Belasco.