At last, I've found another worthy addition to my Murderous Midgets and Venomous Vents list! This Edgar Wallace Krimi features a ventriloquist's dummy so hideous and creepy, it makes the homicidal Fats from Magic seem like Knucklehead Smiff.
The dummy, "Snookie", is a hydrocephalic Succubus-Smurf who calls his vent "Daddy" in a high, squeaky voice when they're alone together. And if that's not creepy enough, the scene where Daddy gets strangled to death while applying his nightly cold-cream, by some guy wearing Snookie's oversized cabeza, will really have you speed-dialing your therapist!
Oh yeah, the rest of this flick is pretty spiffy too; filmed in smeary, bloody Eastmancolor, great Peter Thomas spy-jazz score (as usual), bizarre characters and ingenious murder devices.