Although it is a shade on the long side, "Hands Of A Stranger" is a distinctly superior crime thriller with an unusual though plausible plot. A senior detective is assigned to crack a gang who are raping women and videoing them while doing so, then his own wife is raped, not by one of the gang but by a two-bit crook whose usual pastime is robbery coupled with blackmail. His modus operandi is taking embarrassing photographs of adulterers in one of those room-by-the-hour hotels. Our hero's wife has been flattered by a younger man who takes her to one of these places on impulse after a liquid lunch - who says romance is dead? She changes her mind at the last moment, then the crook walks in. Embarrassing or what?
The plot develops from there with Detective Hearn slowly waking up to the full truth; she tells him about the rape but gives him a cock and bull story about how it happened. What now? Well, quite a lot. One question, was it really possible to determine the sex of a person from a strand or two of hair in 1987?
The plot develops from there with Detective Hearn slowly waking up to the full truth; she tells him about the rape but gives him a cock and bull story about how it happened. What now? Well, quite a lot. One question, was it really possible to determine the sex of a person from a strand or two of hair in 1987?