When police inspector Gerald Blake wants to infiltrate a London stolen-goods gang, he does a thorough job of it. First, he robs a jewelry store, gets caught and is sentenced to prison. Then... See full summary »
Two swimmers are attempting to swim across the English Channel when one of them disappears. The other swimmer is convinced that it was no accident, and insists on investigating himself, ... See full summary »
This whodunit gets off to a good start in Lionel Jeffries' nightclub as we're introduced to slippery, philandering, gossip columnist Gary Bax - Anthony Dawson, every bit as convincingly disreputable as he was in DIAL M FOR MURDER. He staggers out poisoned, and reporter Joe Saunders (Jeff Morrow) assists the police to track down the killer, knowing that their chief suspect is his wife Peggy (Hazel Court) who was being blackmailed by Bax over an earlier affair she'd had with him.
Strangely, chances are ignored to build much suspense around Peggy's predicament and the middle section falls rather flat as Joe and Carl Bernard's authoritative Inspector Gower interview a variety of suspects. The latter is one of the more interesting characters. "My parents had a twisted sense of humour, you won't get my first name out of me" he dryly remarks at one point. Shades of Morse. The plodding investigation and a singularly unconvincing denouement results in the film failing to fulfil its early promise. It's all put together with a certain style and sophistication however and will be enjoyed by those who appreciate British mystery films of the period, especially if they're fans of the glamorous Hazel Court.
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