Obviously counterfeiting was sorely vexing the authorities during the fifties since it crops up yet again in this nonchalant little quickie kept fresh with location work on and around an actual air base through which the money is being sneaked into the country.
Both leads are Hollywood imports (husky Wayne Morris playing a US treasury official, and husky-voiced Karin Booth, who works in a lab in trousers and a blouse and on whom the camera considerately lingers as she changes to go out).
Richard Shaw (who also moonlights as a cellist) and Bill Brandon make mean-looking heavies but are no match for Morris. People get killed, but it's all very laid back and has an incongruously jaunty score by Wilfrid Burns; while the cast smoke and drink like there's no tomorrow...