Dozy, formulaic, B-movie crime story which must have cost about three quid to make, featuring all the usual ingredients of the low-budget genre:
1. the wooden hero (Conrad Phillips, who co-wrote it) with pretty but otherwise pointless girlfriend;
2. the 'Mr Big' villain, plus equally pointless Moll, who uses a night club as a front for his crimes (and which appears to be financially viable despite being populated largely by his own henchmen);
3. Clueless coppers, who only appear at the start of the film in order to arrest the wrong man;
4. A banal script which avoids any kind of continuity of motivation or behaviour, so that any kind of irrational action will do.
The plot concerns ... no, let's not bother about that. Of virtually no interest (and therefore the most interesting thing about this film) is the appearance of Ballard Berkley, trying to be a tough-talking newspaper editor, who later became a stalwart of Fawlty Towers, and who must have forgiven Phillips enough by the 70s for writing this dross to appear with him in one episode -The Wedding Party.
It is mercifully short, and no one gets hurt.