Lang continues his partnership with Artur Brauner, revisiting the criminal mastermind that played such a big role in his German career, comes out with a sometimes confusing, stilted, but typically Langian spy thriller worthy enough to stand as the last gasp of an aging, blinding, master.
Lang's final film is one of his most underrated. Stylistically, it's some of his best work, even if it sadly lacks the strong resonance and political implications of the two previous Mabuse films. But what comes across most strongly is a vindicated sense of nostalgia for an old-school brand of thrills. Here's a swan song built for pure enjoyment. What can I say? The man went out on a high note.
A pale shadow Mabuse's previous incarnations. Repeats much of what has come before with little relevance.