Anyone wondering exactly when it became acceptable for cinema to treat women as the disposable objects of men who slash and chop them will be dismayed to watch this 1945 Basil Rathbone-Nigel Bruce Sherlock Holmes movie (number 11 of 14) because its mystery of attractive women in London turning up dead minus their fingers has the police suspecting a Jack the Ripper-style serial killer but when Sherlock Holmes gets to the bottom of things, the solution he reveals is a grim social indictment that suggests long before the modern slasher women were being slaughtered in cinema for the flimsiest reasons imaginable.
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