In Low-Rent Los Angeles (rent $9 per wk) that our Anti-Hero, Jack Hogan, has Trouble Paying, and is Badgered by a Mumbling Landlady (Billie Bird), becomes Involved by Happenstance in a Spy-Ring Moving Sensitive Documents.
The Papers were in a Briefcase of His Latest "Clout", an also Innocent June Kenney.
It's Her Boyfriend that's the Bad-Guy who Used Her to Unwittingly Procure the Papers.
Inspired by Sam Fuller's "Pickup on South Street" (1953), one Guesses.
The Movie Moves Along with an Initially "Cool Pink Pantherish" Score (Buddy Bergman), that is Used a bit too Much and Loses some of its Nifty.
The Digs are Low-Life, like a Pawn-Brokers Place, the Filthy Apt. Of an Obese Whino (Bruno DeSota), and the Obligatory Warehouse Climax that is Filmed with Some Style, as was the Opening, by Director William Whitney.
Produced by Roger Corman's Brother Gene, it has All the Ingredients that Make for Some Slumming by "Buffs", like a Young Quentin Tarantino, that Touts this Cheap Thrill with Gusto.
At 65 min. It Never Wears-Out Before it's Over and Overall is Above Average for its Type with some Hard-Boiled Fisticuffs, and a Feline Tie-In that's a Hoot.
Worth a Watch.
