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Denny McMara is the victim of a hit and run, late at night, in a foggy London. His sister Heather enlists the help of American writer, Phil O'Dell, to track down his killer.

It's a mystery, a thriller and a comedy, there are some very funny scenes throughout this shorter length film. Some of the reviews are a little harsh, it's a lighter toned movie, and for the time it's a decent one. Some scenes will make you want to cringe, but on the whole, it's decent.

There's definitely a good level of suspense, and you have to wait until fairly late on to learn exactly who, how and what.

Plenty of laughs, from the opening scenes with the cocktails, to the hilarious aeroplane ticket officer.

There are some fine performances, Cesar Romero and Lois Maxwell are both rather good, and for the time, I'd say the acting overall is good, no fluffs.

6/10.

In the 1950s, many British film companies recruited American actors to star in their movies. Why? Well, the thought was that these British movies would be much easier to market to the States with a few familiar faces. Generally, these actors were second-tier...good actors but not the super-high priced ones.

"Lady in the Fog" is one of these British films with an American in the lead. Caersar Romero plays Philip O'Dell, a guy who is trying to leave the UK but whose flight is delayed due to fog. During this waiting period, he meets a woman and they talk. Soon she is alerted that her brother is dead...run over in the fog. Considering the brother's unsavory associates, she assumes his death was no accident. But there isn't much to go on or prove her theory, so the police don't take the case. Instead, O'Dell investigates the case himself....and opens up a huge can of worms, so to speak.

The film is very average....a decent story, decent acting. Nothing bad nor outstanding here...the definition of a nice time-passer.

Cesar Romero is an American PI trapped in London, waiting for the fog to lift so his plane can take off. He's passing the time in a bar with Lois Maxwell when a Peeler comes in to use the phone. A man has been struck and killed by a car. Miss Maxwell is convinced that it's her brother, so she and Romero go to look. It's as she feared. She is convinced he was murdered, but Romero's contacts in CID are retired, and there are lots of traffic accidents in Pea-soupers. So Romero and Miss Maxwell investigate.

It's a rather old-fashioned movie for 1952; hardly surprising, considering it's financed by Lippert and Hammer. Nonetheless, it's a nicely put together thriller, that leads to some unlikely places, with decent performances; director Sam Newfield, who spent too much of his career at PRC, demonstrates that given a decent script, he can turn out a good movie.

(Some Spoilers) Suave and handsome Cesar Romaro as American journalist Phil O'Dell has his hands full in "Lady in the Fog" in both charming the ladies and jumping out of windows as he solves a murder case that's 13 years old. In fact nobody knew it was a murder until Phil got wise to it.

All this started when Danny McMara,Richard Johnson, was purposely run down in the fog one evening by a mysterious lady friend of his. Danny's sister Heather, Bernadette O'Farrell, just happened to be Phil's girlfriend who took it upon himself to solve her brother death in what everyone at the time, including Scotland Yard, thought was just a tragic accident. Getting worked over by this shadowy thug Connors, Reed De Rover,a number of times and almost being arrested by the London Police for interfering in their investigation of Danny McMara's death Phil eventually gets to the bottom to why Danny was murdered and who was behind it.

It turns out that Danny had uncovered the murder of this inventor that took place in 1939 that was made to look, by his killers, to be an accident. The inventor died when his laboratory caught fire in a freak accident. Danny getting too close to the truth and at the same time blackmailing the killers ended up himself being murdered, that was made to look like an accident, by one of those whom he unknowingly, his girlfriend, was blackmailing!

Phil, on a tip he got, getting inside the Glenhaven Sanitarium finds the only person-the nutty as a fruitcake-Martain Sorrowby, Llyod Lamble, who knows the truth about that 1939 covered-up arson murder. Sorrowby, who's mind is completely lost in Ga-Ga land, can lead Phil to not only the truth behind the unidentified inventors murder but at the same time the murder of Danny McMara. Just as Phil was about to get Scotland Yard inspector Rigby, Campbell Singer, to come over to Gleanhaven to interview Sorrowby he, like Danny, died in a suspicious car accident just outside the sanitarium.

Realizing just what he got himself into Phil together with Heather track down Danny's killers but not before Heather, who had no idea whom she was dealing with, almost ended up getting murdered herself by someone, a friend of her's and Danny's, that she thought that she knew, and trusted, but really didn't!

Worth watching in that fact that that we see legendary Hollywood Latin Lover Cesar Romaro playing a Humphrey Bogart type private investigator. Getting belted by the bad guys all over the place Caser, or Phil O'Dell, still didn't lose his both good looks and sense of humor, he also has the best as well as last line in the movie, despite all the hits he took to the head and body, as well as his inflated ego, in the film.

Cesar Romero ("O'Dell") is a visiting American sitting in a bar in London making a drink that wouldn't have looked out of place in Merlin's laboratory. He and the barman are trying to encourage the sceptical "Peggy" (Lois Maxwell) to partake when a police man enters the bar to use the phone to report an hit and run accident outside. She is expecting her brother - could he be the victim? Well it turns out he was, and now she and "O'Dell" determine to find out whether or not it was an accident and to get to the bottom of things. The mystery element of this is all a little procedural, but there is a bit of chemistry between Romero and Maxwell; there is quite a fun sub-plot between the American and his travel agent "Boswell" (Frank Birch) who is trying to repatriate him despite a pea-soup fog at the airport, and Geoffrey Keen finds himself with a more substantial part to deliver as the suspicious "Hampden". The aforementioned fog and the creepy Ivor Slaney score also contribute well to this by-the-numbers, but quite passable crime-noir.