The photography comes out the winner in this British thriller where three male characters go around acting very, very strange for well over an hour before the award of who the creepiest of the three is. Derek Farr sneaks around a rocky beach where his wife is supposedly carrying on with William Hartnell. Whrh the unseen wife ends up bejng murdered, Farr is suspected but makes it appear that Hartnell is the guilty party, and begins romancing the shy Joan Hopkins. Hartnell is friends with none other than Peter Lorre (who appears to be in a completely different movie himself), and proclaims his innocence, but Lorre is maniacally fascinated with murder, that is when he's not fascinated by the booze, and then, his vision is so blurred oh, he doesn't seem fascinated with anything except the oddness of his vision which apparently only works in one eye.
This very weird British melodrama with hints of noir has some very interesting art direction surrounding a seaside amusement park, very crowded and filled with a plethora of all ages of people, in a variety of very odd swimming suits and eccentric situations. A little girl keeps popping up as an extra, at one point wearing a huge head piece that she stole from a fun house. The visuals are much more interesting than the plotline, and Lorre seems to be enjoying the fact that his character is one of the weirdest men ever to be seen on the screen. But as interesting as these elements are, that doesn't make it a good film, and even with the bizarness of the film, the viewer can't help but wish that the writers had worked more on the story and charaxters than they did on background details. Fascinating for its flaws, it's the type of film that looks fantastic in stills but flops when viewed with questionable direction by the usually adept Ken Annakin.
This very weird British melodrama with hints of noir has some very interesting art direction surrounding a seaside amusement park, very crowded and filled with a plethora of all ages of people, in a variety of very odd swimming suits and eccentric situations. A little girl keeps popping up as an extra, at one point wearing a huge head piece that she stole from a fun house. The visuals are much more interesting than the plotline, and Lorre seems to be enjoying the fact that his character is one of the weirdest men ever to be seen on the screen. But as interesting as these elements are, that doesn't make it a good film, and even with the bizarness of the film, the viewer can't help but wish that the writers had worked more on the story and charaxters than they did on background details. Fascinating for its flaws, it's the type of film that looks fantastic in stills but flops when viewed with questionable direction by the usually adept Ken Annakin.