Summary
In a crumbling Georgian manor whose corridors smell of damp tweed and extinguished gaslight, a boyish footman—Collier Jr.’s marble-cheeked, watchful Silas—moves like a whisper in patent leather. By day he polishes silver until the spoons mirror his own unblinking pupils; by night he unpicks the household’s genteel rot, ledger by ledger, breath by breath. A matriarch (Virginia Lee) floats downstairs in narcotic negligees, clutching letters that reek of blackmail; her husband (Collier Sr.), a baroque ruin of a baronet, gambles the estate to a velvet-gloved Argentine speculator (Cortes) who arrives with a carnation in his lapel and a dossier of forged IOUs. Somewhere between the claret cellar and the attic trunk Silas discovers a blood-flecked cuff, a child’s marble, and a telegram that reads: «The servant question ends tonight.» What follows is less a whodunit than a slow disembowelment of class itself: Silas trades his white gloves for a detective’s loupe, unearthing a daisy-chain of fraud, lust, and inherited sin that coils back to the Boer War and forward to the next servant girl already hanging from the laundry-gallows in the scullery. The final shot—an iris closing on the empty silver safe while Sila’s reflection lingers inside like a ghost who has forgotten which side of the glass is home—etches the film’s icy thesis: in a house built on servitude, the only honest man is the one paid to vanish.
Synopsis
A young man doubles as a butler and an amateur detective.
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