The first of several crime supporting features to made in England by Republic Pictures, who brought over R.G. 'Bud' Springsteen to direct. It begins quite promisingly with a robbery at that very 1950's venue, a greyhound stadium, with one of the gang making off with the loot. He leaves this with his girlfriend (Ursula Howells) but the police are soon on to her, and it's left to her innocent sister (Petula Clark) to deliver it to him as he flees from his fellow crooks and the law.
Trouble is, this situation is never developed very satisfactorily. Little is seen of the police after the first thirty minutes or so, Walter Rilla's gang leader hardly seems very dangerous and the thin story is padded out by a number of minor characters, presumably to provide comic relief. They include a middle-aged actress (Renee Houston) and two hackneyed stereotypes, a blustering newspaper editor, and an annoying stage drunk. There's the odd moment of tension, but the final scenes are hardly convincing. Lead actor Kent Taylor makes little impact, but then all the characters are constructed from the thinnest of cardboard. There's some good location shooting though and it's watchable if you don't expect too much.
