Hangman's Wharf

This has the typical British b movie feel about it, I can imagine it being shown secondary to some marvellous thriller.

The story starts off with a lot of intrigue, but sadly as it starts to build, it does genuinely lose all focus, leaving you as a viewer wondering how on Earth that boat vanished, and just how on Earth those gunmen managed not to spot the ingenious hiding place of their intended victims, neither was none too bright.

It's very short, short enough for you not to get bored and wander off to do the dishes, I did like the chemistry between Galloway and Alison, she pulls some amusing faces, sadly not as funny as her Patrician interpretation of an Inverness accent.

Despite my few criticisms I did rather enjoy it, it filled a wet February afternoon. 6/10

I'm inserting reviews for films that currently lack one, this deserved rarity, not yet got 5 votes, has recently been shown on UK satellite channel Talking Pictures, where I saw it, so should become better known, note their 'restored' print is about 56 min' so is missing some 16 min' (ajusting for different cinema / TV frame rates) of the original, review.... 'Flimsy plot involving a doctor framed for murder and a female journalist, together they attempt to sort out what's happening, not helped by an average cast, and below average plot that's full of holes, but (in this version) it's short, and though mostly studio bound, there are a few interesting exteriors, some dockyard scenes, the Albert Memorial, and a West coast fishing village, watchable if you like old British films, otherwise avoid.'

If you're not too fussed, the movie looks dated, the acting is terrible & the love story incredulous, but it does have the entertainment value of a GP with a '0 patients' practice, who becomes the main suspect in a murder case.

Well you can't really complain.You expect a dismal standard of production from a film produced by E J Fancey and on this film he certainly does not let you down.The photography is quite murky at times,the sound poorly recorded,the studio very small and the acting is amateurish.Campbell Singer,playing as usual,a police detective is the only actor I recognise.This film would make his Merton Park films seem like minor classics.Furthermore I hate thrillers where in the last scene the characters give you all the information for understanding a plot that you had given up on half an hour earlier.

Based on a radio serial, hence all the talk in this amiably inept E. J. Fancey quickie for which ample use of authentic locations and night-for-photography, an attractive and capable heroine in Genine Graham and a poised villainess in Patricia Laffan go some way to atoning for John Witty's spectacularly feeble attempt at a Scots accent.

But not much.