The Cocaine Fiends

Now I don't want to buck the judgement exactly on these anti drug morality plays turned out in the 30's as being hokey. There's a lot to poke fun at in some of them, like people going absolutely hyper nutsy wide-eyed speedballers over as little as a weed whiff, when in reality those who puff are more like M+M types. Marihuana-Mellowed.
But Cocaine Fiends, dispite the antique terminology then in use, is a damn good serious story in the morality reality of people messing themselves up when all they wanted was a good time. I'd say that this one was nothing to laugh at.

This is almost a scene for scene remake of a 1928 film called THE PACE THAT KILLS.
Lois January plays a girl from Smalltown USA who gets innocently hooked on cocaine when she falls for a guy from the Big City (Noel Madison)
who fakes being in love with her. Before you can say "plot complication" she is hooked and working as a singer in a rundown dive called The Dead Rat Club. One of the waiters there is also a singer and at one point does a song called "Towsie Mongolay" which must be heard to be disbelieved. His act gives the expression "rendering a song" a whole new meaning!
Lois' brother (Dean Benton) comes to the city to search for her but finds time to fall for a pretty waitress (Sheila Manners). She introduces him to cocain too ("It'll keep up your energy.") and quicker than you can say "Oh no, not twice in the same picture!" he too is an addict.
Now this is a short picture (62 minutes by my stopwatch) so Lois finds her brother, don't ask me how, and gives him money to go home and get cured of his addiction while she plots her revenge against the gang.
B movie fans will recognise Frank Shannon as one of the supporting players. He is best remembered as Dr. Hans Zarkov in the FLASH GORDON serials for Universal. Lois January could often be found in Poverty Row westerns. COCAINE FIENDS is not nearly as funny as REEFER MADNESS, but then what movie could be? Once you see this one, check out the silent original version, it's even tougher than this one!

Dull like a rusty knife. Could have been a lot more 'explotive and campy but hells bells this thing just lays there waiting for yet another character to fall prey to the demon of Cocaine.

Okay. Fine.

Don't use cocaine.

Get one of the two Marajuana movies instead, much better. Weed with it's Root's in Hell has lots of neekidness and Reefer Madness is a cult classic.