Whew, 15 chapters and done.  As usual, I may not have written well, but I wrote long. Here’s the alpha and the omega of it.

Chapter 1

Chapter 15

Time for another gushing review of Columbia’s 1940 serial The Green Archer, based (sorta) on Edgar Wallace’s novel. See how things come out in the wash in Chapter 7: The Secret Passage.

It’s the most terrifying peril yet…loads of Odious Comic Relief! See this and more as we examine The Necklace of Treachery.
(Not to be confused with The Bracelet of Betrayal, or The Tiara of Treason.)

A third of the way in and Edgar Wallace is nowhere much to be seen. On the other hand, there’s fights, guns, robberies, explosions, Edgar Allan Poe-esque deathtraps and murdered chairs. So there’s that anyway. Join us as the action continues in The Fatal Spark.

“That’s right, I’m bad!”

Not a lot o’ Wallace happening here, but things are definitely picking up in the Awesome Department. Even so, with warehouse explosions and impending death by spiked ceiling, why would they name our latest chapter of The Green Archer Vanishing Jewels?

When last we left our hero, he was apparently in a car that fell over a cliff. You’ll never guess how he escaped. Anyway, you may have no fear of Lucifer’s Label Maker, and laugh when confronted with Satan’s Stationary, but are you prepared to face The Devil’s Dictaphone?

The sorta/kinda Edgar Wallace hijinx continue as we look at the second chapter of the 19940 Columbia serial The Green Archer. I think you will honestly be amazed when you learn the real secret behind The Fact at the Window.

The Green Archer, one of Edgar Wallace’s more famous novels, was adapted several times. Right now we’re looking at the 1940 Columbia serial version. Join us in the month ahead as we ‘archly’ (get it?) examine each episode.Tonight we begin with Chapter 1. I don’t know, that just seemed like a good idea.

And yes, I am weirded out by getting the first roundtable segment up instead of the last one. Don’t worry, I’m sure it will never happen again.

Liz and Dick made some doozies together, but this one takes the cake. Come examine how one of history’s greatest cinematic bombs went Boom!

To my surprise, I learned that none other than William Castle, ere his more famous Vincent Price days, had made this cheapie b-flick about the lives and loves of a midget. Bullies, crooks, femme fatales and circuses are all part of the grand tapestry which proves It’s a Small World.