Gormless beat copper gets a shot a cracking a smuggling gang.

Godawful early effort from Hammer, before they found their niche in horror. When a film starts with boring narration dubbed over top of scenes with dialogue, you know you are in for a stinker. Grayson was always a mediocre churner at best as a director, and this is one of his worst. The music score especially is gratingly inappropriate and LOUD, as if the filmmakers thought they could distract the audience from the shoddy film onscreen. A cheap and tatty movie with cheap and tatty characters, rather like No Orchids for Miss Blandish, without that film's polish. Probably the only noteworthy point is young Michael Ripper, who is good as a nasty little Cockney thug.

It really is amazing Hammer managed to mature out of this phase of junk and become an important part of film history. Certainly stuff like P.C. 49 wouldn't have give them much more than a footnote, if that.