



Chic thriller set on the French Riviera which like many films of its time, aspires to be To Catch a Thief (1955) but falls some way short. No VistaVision or A+ stars. Or Alfred Hitchcock... But this is still stylishly directed by John Guillermin with a few really eye-catching flourishes.
And the sports cars on the coastal roads of the Côte d'Azur look cool, even in b&w. The cast is decent with Stewart Granger as a suave film producer having an affair with his sexy Italian leading lady (Gianna Maria Canale) who ends up with a knife in her back and all the evidence pointing at him...
There are a couple of Oscar winners in support with Donna Reed underused as the jilted wife and George Sanders excellent as a slimy villain. Michael Shillo is a bonus as the inscrutable continental detective. We also get a quick glimpse behind the scenes of a trashy ’50s film production.
The twisty plot is implausible, but that’s only to be expected. The production looks like there was a decent budget. Plus suspense, Mediterranean locations, nice clothes and a chillout jazz soundtrack from Johnny Dankworth. Everyone on set said Granger was a nightmare, but they all still turned in a glossy, sassy thriller.