Nigel Patrick reprises his copper from 'Sapphire' in all but name in this terse little thriller with an incisive script by Alun Falconer and glacial photography by Reg Wyer that vividly evokes a London in which police still drove Bentleys; and the criminal Mr Big's lair was a dingy but vast studio flat which only a Russian oligarch could today afford.
On the one occasion I met it's director Ken Annakin I told him how much I'd liked it, his blank expression indicating he hadn't thought about it since he'd made it; which once again showed little appreciation of the worth of their own work the people who actually made these films frequently had.
On the one occasion I met it's director Ken Annakin I told him how much I'd liked it, his blank expression indicating he hadn't thought about it since he'd made it; which once again showed little appreciation of the worth of their own work the people who actually made these films frequently had.