6.5/10
Senior Film Conservator
A definitive 6.5/10 rating for a film that redefined the boundaries of cult cinema. The Case of the Lucky Legs remains a cornerstone of transgressive art.
If you like fast-talking 1930s mysteries where everyone seems to have had three martinis before lunch, you should put this on tonight.
It is great for lazy Sunday afternoons when you want something light but clever.
People who want a serious, modern courtroom drama with deep logic will absolutely hate it.
Most people think of Raymond Burr when they hear the name Perry Mason. He is always so serious and noble, standing in a clean courtroom.
But Warren William plays him here as a fast-talking, borderline sleazy lawyer who seems to do most of his thinking while holding a glass of rye.
He is basically a functioning alcoholic who solves crimes between naps, and honestly, it is so much fun to watch.
The plot is wonderfully silly. A con man goes around staging "lucky legs" beauty contests, takes the entry money, and runs away.
Then he turns up dead with a surgical knife stuck in his chest, and Perry has to figure out who did it while dodging some very annoyed cops.
One reaction shot of Warren William looking at a pair of legs lingers just a second too long. It is hilarious but also shows how different the pre-code era was, even if this was technically made just after the code started getting strict.
Sometimes the plot gets so tangled up in who was in which hotel room that you just have to stop trying to follow it.
I am pretty sure even the writers gave up on the logic halfway through.
But it does not matter because the vibe is just so pleasant. It's just ninety minutes of people in sharp suits trading insults.
If you need a quick movie that feels like a warm, slightly buzzed hug from the past, give this a spin. 🍸
