dougdoepke Thoroughly routine PRC programmer, filmed in dreary pedestrian style. At least some atmospherics would have compensated for a patchwork script, erratic acting, and sloppy staging— for example, note the incredible "ducking bullets is for sissies" highway shoot-out, or the rope on Jim's hands that miraculously re-ties itself. But then this is PRC and they're probably on a three-day shooting schedule. Still, I suspect that with better material and more engaged direction, the cast would have delivered more respectable results.No need to recap the plot, except that double-crosses abound. On the other hand, Richmond makes a handsome square-jawed hero, while Moore's lovely good girl Ellen resembles an unglamorized Hedy LaMarr. But above all there's Frank Moran as Cookie, with probably the friendliest ugly mug in Hollywood. They should have thrown more scenes his way since he's the movie's one notable feature. The two-shots with him and Ellen are like Beauty and the Beast and probably gave the director a few chuckles. Anyway, I can't say I didn't ask for disappointment by tuning in to what I knew was a PRC cheapo. Still, they did sometimes hit pay-dirt, as with the noir classic, Detour (1945). No such luck here. I suggest you skip this one, unless it's to catch the sublime Moran.

mark.waltz Violent, tough, and fast moving, this early film noir like crime drama snaps, crackles and pops even though the plot is filled with more holes than a swiss cheese after a mouse has discovered it. Supposedly crooked cops involved in the illegal goings on behind the scenes of a popular nightclub have their careers destroyed thanks to their involvement with the tough-talking Wynne Gibson. The fact that she's obviously the moll of "big boss" John Miljan isn't enough of a stop sign to keep them from treading into tight-nit quarters with her. On one raid, Gibson panics, pulls out the gun from the holster of current cop lover Richard Beach and shoots another cop dead so Miljan won't be shot at. Beach grabs it from her and the other cops instinctively shoot him even though he's in full uniform. His death discredits him as a traitor, and his best pal (Kane Richmond) plots a similar betrayal from the police force to clear it. Ironically, he's the son of Irish brogued chief Robert Homans (who is married to the very Scottish Mary Gordon), and his betrayal humiliates dad. Richmond's fiancée (Pauline Moore) is both the late Beach's sister and a photographer at Miljan's joint and this leads to speculation of mixed loyalties and too many hot connections between two organizations that despise each other. For such an outlandish plot line, which just seems too far-fetched to ever really happen, to end up so enjoyable, praise must be given to the cast, director and even certain elements of the screenplay. Gibson, a tough veteran of bad girls (sometimes misunderstood, other times entirely too obvious), always delivered the goods, sort of a Mae West without the drag queen impersonation. In "Aggie Appleby, Maker of Men", she turned the life of a sap around; Here, she makes a sap out of one, and is fooled by another into thinking she can do the same thing again. Her confrontation scene with Miljan is one of the great film noir monologues, and her character holds no anger back. Even if the rest of the cast just simply walked through the film, she'd make this worth the price of admission. The romantic pairing of Richmond and Moore is also notable here, as she is the only one really in on what his intentions are. The scene where pop Homans dismisses and humiliates Richmond is followed by an even more emotional one between Homans, Richmond, Moore and Gordon whose cries of anguish over losing her still living son is heartbreaking. So while this films has many flaws, there are so many things in it which have the potential of raising it up a notch, but after reflecting on it, the elements that pull the structure of the story together lower it down to a missed opportunity that have a grave impact on it as a whole.

JohnHowardReid Whether known by its original title, "Double Cross", or its 16mm re-issue as "Motorcycle Squad", this movie is somewhat less than "B"-movie average. Filmed on a tightwad budget from a none too exciting and not particularly involving script, and enacted by a largely boring collection of players led by Kane Richmond and Robert Homans, and including, alas, John Miljan who makes no attempt (other than to enunciate his lines clearly) to invigorate what would seem to be an ideal role, the viewer has little to engage his attention (I use the masculine pronoun advisedly) but four or five members of the support cast, especially Heinie Conklin and Frank Moran who do their best to instill some life into a limp, stale plot. Admittedly, the screenwriter also tries a couple of new wrinkles by presenting the one-track-minded Captain Murray (appropriately overplayed by prolific "Irish" policeman character-player, Robert Homans), as a somewhat unpleasant martinet. I also like the way he ties in the gangsters with the mayoral elections – standard stuff certainly, but it does provide a window for under-rated character players William Halligan and Charles Miller (as the mayors) to gain our approval. Alas, the lead player, Wynne Gibson (born 1898), is unflatteringly photographed. And our lovely heroine, Pauline Moore (who supplants Wynne Gibson on the re-issue poster), is not always photographed to her advantage either, but I guess cinematographer Arthur Martinelli did his best in the obviously limited time he had available. Director Albert Kelley is unknown to me, even though he worked in Hollywood off and on from 1918 to 1953. Available on a very good Grapevine DVD, double-billed with "Roar of the Press".

rsoonsa The opening scenes of this film depict policeman Steve Bronson (Richard Beach) keeping company with Fay Saunders (Wynne Gibson), whom he believes is his girlfriend, at a night club, The Silver Slipper, when a squad from his Department raids into the rear of the establishment, wherein flourishes an illicit gambling salon, and while the club's owner Nick Taggart (John Miljan) grapples with officers, Fay removes Steve's revolver from its holster and kills a policeman, as her affection for her actual lover Taggart plainly extends beyond what might be considered natural. When Steve retrieves the murder weapon from false Fay he is, with pistol in hand, shot down by other officers, therewith apparently tagged as being a cop-killer, but this is not accepted by police dispatcher Jim Murray (Kane Richmond), son of the Captain in charge of the tragically suppressant raid, especially following his visit and conversation with Steve at the latter's hospital death bed, after which Jim is determined to bring Fay and Taggart to justice. While in the process of attempting to infiltrate Taggart's criminal organization, Jim is cashiered from his Department because his father can find no discernible legitimate cause for his son's involvement with the band of ne'er-do-wells, but young Murray persists with his clandestine investigation, sharing his plan with only his fiancée Ellen (Pauline Moore), Steve's sister, who gives him emotional support. When Jim discovers that Taggart is planning to assassinate the senior Murray, his scheme to bring the evildoers to bay must co-exist with a method of saving his father from a violent death, hoping that by success with both ventures he may achieve reinstatement as an officer. The initial sequences of the film are neatly constructed, with each of the principal characters along with their motivations being quickly and efficiently sketched and interconnected, but as the low budget PRC release, filmed in Los Angeles, continues, a series of leaden incongruities abound, with a viewer's interest being consequently reduced. Fine Serbian actor Miljan gains the acting laurels here for his polished technique in playing boss of the Forces of Evil and Richmond, of the square-jawed Richard Arlen mode of acting, is suitably heroic throughout, while from the distaff side, Gibson is by turns stiff and shrill, Moore is bland, and Mary Gordon performs comfortably within her characteristic Irish matriarchal part. Additionally, it is ever a pleasure to watch veteran supporting actor Frank Moran, former top-flight heavyweight boxing contender, who traveled the full distance in title bouts with Jess Willard and Jack Johnson. Here he is cast as a simple-minded Taggart henchman, albeit one with a heart of gold.