Sheila Burrell and Helen Shingler couldn't be any more different. As sisters, there is not one bit of warmth between them. Shingler has been involved in a car accident and is paralyzed so her husband (Clement McCallin) turns to Burrell for company which leads the neurotic woman to make demands on him he's not willing to agree to. Realizing what's going on, Schingler confronts her sister, and later on, Burrell is found dead. The audience knows what happened, but husband McCallin fears the evidence will point to him. The audience fears that the 70 minute running time is a lie and will go on much longer.
A rather poor quote a quickie British melodrama with a rather dull cast and a predictable outcome for a rather cliched premise, done so much better with many other films. Burrell does liven things up with two scenes where she really shows her wickedness, and other than Stringer showing some spunk when she makes demands of the servant girl to get her down to the cottage where Burrell is, there is absolutely nothing interesting about this. This seems like the type of script that was always pulled out and altered when the quota was needed to be raised for British B pictures, and as a result, the audience suffers. Very stagy and poorly directed, quite confined to a few sets so nobody really moves around much.
A rather poor quote a quickie British melodrama with a rather dull cast and a predictable outcome for a rather cliched premise, done so much better with many other films. Burrell does liven things up with two scenes where she really shows her wickedness, and other than Stringer showing some spunk when she makes demands of the servant girl to get her down to the cottage where Burrell is, there is absolutely nothing interesting about this. This seems like the type of script that was always pulled out and altered when the quota was needed to be raised for British B pictures, and as a result, the audience suffers. Very stagy and poorly directed, quite confined to a few sets so nobody really moves around much.