Okay, I don't think I ever want to hear that bouncy score that plays over and over from the opening credits through the ending in this movie ever again. It's really inappropriate for a horrific murder, and makes it obvious that there's something else going on besides what rather dim-witted suspect believes. Noel Trevarthen is one of two actor buddies who goes to work for a female run escort service, and after numerous dates with the attractive Jan Holden who ends up being strangled. The head of the agency (June Thorburn) stands by him even though she had made it clear that there was to be no hanky-panky between her boys and her clients. Reading a plot line of this, you think it was a low budget British mystery, and indeed, there is no mystery there, but it's all so absurd.
The farce in this is played up over the mystery, and that makes it really jarring from the start when you realize what the structure of the film is going to be. It's done in a rather garish color that isn't flattering for the actors, and the script feels like it was rushed together with editing that jumps from scene to scene without a decent flow. A second rate cast along with poor directiom makes this a strange little quota quickie that might have been better along the lines of the quickly made Edgar Wallace films that dominated British neighborhood Cinemas and later television for years. As a comedy mystery, it seems like one of those tedious British plays that toured around small community theaters which ended up being spoofed as "Something's Afoot!" and "Noises Off". In fact, this ends up being a noisy little programmer to and even though it's just under 70 minutes.
The farce in this is played up over the mystery, and that makes it really jarring from the start when you realize what the structure of the film is going to be. It's done in a rather garish color that isn't flattering for the actors, and the script feels like it was rushed together with editing that jumps from scene to scene without a decent flow. A second rate cast along with poor directiom makes this a strange little quota quickie that might have been better along the lines of the quickly made Edgar Wallace films that dominated British neighborhood Cinemas and later television for years. As a comedy mystery, it seems like one of those tedious British plays that toured around small community theaters which ended up being spoofed as "Something's Afoot!" and "Noises Off". In fact, this ends up being a noisy little programmer to and even though it's just under 70 minutes.