|violence toward animals||yes|
|X was the real Y||It turns out that the tsarist aristocracy was the real monster.|
spoiler: it's man.
I am really unsure whether that reveal was ever a surprise. The phrase is pretty cliché nowadays but maybe it wasn't then (I guess especially not as "The Hounds of Zaroff"). Obvious or not, I thought this movie was pretty good for a movie from the 30s.
It's evident this movie predates the concept of pacing, but it's an hour-long movie so that's pretty forgivable. Fay Wray becomes very damsel-y later in the movie but she comes off as competent and commanding in the first half of the film. I also thought the actor playing Zaroff did a really good job. I quite enjoyed his scar-rubbing tic.
There wasn't a ton of tension, and for a 'master hunter', the main character's traps are pretty weak, but I definitely enjoyed it.