Chirpy cabbies and fake fog abound in this Victorian murder mystery which ticks all of the boxes.
Daisy Arrow, a showgirl, is murdered in her room, but her friend Rose (Peggy Cummins) sees a well-dressed man leaving hurriedly. She discovers he is Michael Drego (Victor Mature), an aristocrat, and reports him to Inspector Clinner (Vincent Price). However, at the last moment she deliberately fails to identify him, choosing to use the situation to her own advantage which is - going to his country estate and experiencing the high life. Amazingly he agrees and takes her with him, explaining that she had helped him with a police matter. His mother Lady Margaret (Ethel Barrymore) takes to her, but fiancee Audrey (Patricia Medina) is suspicious of Rose's motives. Suddenly Inspector Clinner turns up. He is investigating the significance of a Bible and a Moss Rose which were found at Daisy's murder scene. The Drego's gardens are known for growing the flowers out of season and, the Bible is a new edition which could have been purchased at the local village book store. Rose tries to keep out of sight but is seen by Clinner who later sends for her. She is about to leave when Michael reveals he has fallen for her and wants to break off his engagement to Audrey. Rose is confused, but later when Audrey finds out she threatens to ruin Rose. Attempting leave again she finds Audrey, dead with a Bible and rose by her. This time Michael is arrested and the distraught Rose is looked after by Lady Margaret.......
The audience will probably have guessed the ending by this stage, but it has to be admitted that the film is entertaining. As others have mentioned, Vincent Price would probably have been better cast as Michael Drego. His distant,dreamy air would have suited the equivocal nature of the character better than Mature's brash approach. This is another of Hollywood's "British" films, but most of the cast manage a passable English accent, with the exception of Mature who goes for the spent-his-childhood-in-Canada cop out. Acting honours however go to the incomparable Ethel Barrymore who portrays Lady Margaret in every guise, from imperious matriarch to blubbering hysteric. The only fly in the ointment is Cummins. Her Cockney accent is the worst, most irritating I've ever heard, and that includes Dick Van Dyke in "Mairy Paw-puns!" For a Brit, Cummins sounds more like an American actress making a very poor attempt at the dialect. Fortunately she doesn't resort to "Strike a light!" or "Yer can't do that there 'ere!" That apart, if you can immerse yourself in the atmosphere, you will enjoy it.
