L.A. private eye Sam Black, who lives with his half-brother, Andrew, travels to the Bahamas to assist Abigail Marx, a woman who believes her husband is stealing money from their company. ...
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L.A. private eye Sam Black, who lives with his half-brother, Andrew, travels to the Bahamas to assist Abigail Marx, a woman who believes her husband is stealing money from their company. Black finds the proof but in the process is shot by Harry Marx. While recuperating in a Bahamas hospital he meets a beautiful widow, also from L.A., named Martha Greenwood. Back in California, Black reunites with Martha who tells him the money left her by her late husband is controlled by unscrupulous business manager, Robert Chandler. Together Black and Martha devise a scheme to transfer the money away from Chandler's control. Black carries out his part of this scheme but then discovers that Martha has plans of her own. Written by
dinky-4 of Minneapolis
There are a lot of twists and turns in the last reel of this movie but the basic plot is that standard one about the likeable but pliable guy who falls for a woman seeking his aid in an illegal scheme. Smitten, he goes along with the scheme only to discover, when things start to go wrong, that the woman has not been honest with him.
Strongly-etched characters are needed to sell such a plot but "Deadly Passion" is weak in this regard. Brent Huff's not credible as a private eye since he has that shallow, non-threatening softness of a young "Playgirl" centerfold, while Ingrid Boulting lacks the sultry allure of a femme fatale. Despite some rolling around between the sheets, there's not much of an attraction between these two.
Harrison Coburn, (son of James), plays a pivotal role in the development of the plot but his actions don't seem to have a proper degree of motivation. He's strictly a plot device. The fellow patient in the Bahamas hospital who benefits from Black's kindness appears to have been included just to create a feel-good ending, as does the woman whom Black winds up kissing in the close-out scene. Eric Flynn, however, makes a good villain.
Those expecting a lot of skin and sex in these proceedings will probably be disappointed. The women of the version under review flash a few bare breasts and one or two bare butts but that's about it. Brent Huff takes his shirt off a lot -- revealing a lickable, kissable chest which, curiously, shows absolutely no sign of a gunshot injury -- but he displays no skin from the waist down.
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