When newlywed Betty Burgess learns that husband Matty Kemp is part of the strong-arm squad of a loansharking ring, she goes berserk and gets into a car accident. Doctor Lloyd Hughes is taken with her and proposes marriage, but Kemp shows up, having squealed on the mob. They head off to Mexico. The brother of triggerman Jack La Rue was killed because of Kemp, so he and sidekick "Big Boy" Williams search for him.
Director Clifford Sanforth turns a decent script that might have turned out well into slow-paced mush. He is not helped at all by cameraman Robert Doran, who cannot frame a composition interestingly, or move a camera, except spasmodically. It was the last movie in those roles for both men, thank goodness. The actors poorly directed into monotonous performances, although Williams manages some life in his lines, and Miss Burgess' near-continuous paranoid hysteria has some in-movie justification. This is a movie I can hardily recommend -- for avoidance.
