The sinister Count Oetsch scandalizes the aristocratic social gathering at Castle Vogelod as he announces his intention to "crash" the festivities. Baroness Safferstätt is expected shortly, and the guests are well-aware of the rumors that Count Oetsch murdered the baroness' late husband. Oetsch refuses to leave, vowing that he will reveal the identity of the real killer. Before the weekend is through, the Count and Baroness will reveal secrets too shocking to be believed!
F. W. Murnau
Director
Arnold Korff
Lord von Vogelschrey auf Vogeloed
Lulu Kyser-Korff
Lady Centa von Vogelschey (as L. Kyser-Korff)
Lothar Mehnert
Graf Johann Oetsch (as Lotar Mehnert)
Paul Bildt
Baron Safferstätt
Olga Tschechowa
Baronin Safferstätt
Paul Hartmann
Graf Peter Paul Oetsch
Hermann Vallentin
Landgerichtsrat a.D.
Julius Falkenstein
Ängstlicher Herr
Georg Zawatzky
Küchenjunge (uncredited)
Robert Leffler
Majordomus
Victor Bluetner
Pater Faramund (as Victor Blütner)
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