The Green Buddha

Wayne Morris is the parachuted in American for this Republics swansong for British production.His other appearance in a British film is Crooked Sky,not Cross Channel.The Green Buddha goes missing after a robbery.The denoument at Battersea Fun Fair is more interesting than what precerdes it.

Hard to see where the meaningless title Green Carnation has come from. This has always been known as The Green Buddha, the stolen statuette worth around fifty thousand pounds, a small fortune in 1954.

The plot has marked similarities to that of Cross Channel, another of Republic Pictures' ventures into British 'B' movies at the time, and also starring the amiable Wayne Morris. In the former he operated a charter boat, in this he's in the air-taxi business, and in both he gets involved with a gang of double-crossing crooks. Mary Germaine, attractive leading lady of British second features of this time, gets to sing on a couple of occasions, though it's not clear if her voice is dubbed. The only other notable aspect is some location shooting at Battersea Fun Fair.

Even though the plot has been around the block once or twice, it's still quite an acceptable crime caper. A small statue is stolen from a museum, but their getaway plane to Glasgow (long appreciated as an international hub for the smuggling of Oriental artefacts, or perhaps because it has a restaurant called "Mr. Wong's" on Sauchiehall St?) under the command of the equally statuesque Wayne Morris ("Holden") crashes. The felon makes good his escape, leaving our hero to try and track down both him and the statue so he can claim the reward to fix his rather battered plane. It's whilst on this trail that he meets, and falls for, pretty mediocre nightclub singer "Vivian" (Mary Germaine) and the two are soon heading for an action-packed denouement. A couple of nice supporting contributions from Kenneth Griffith and Walter Rilla keep it moving along well, and there is just about enough to keep it interesting - though virtually no guesswork required on our part. OK, though - a cheap and cheerful production that passes an hour.

Wolf Frees and Percy Herbert steal The Green Buddha, a great work of oriental art. Frees then double-crosses his partner. He forces pilot Wayne Morris to take off at gunpoint with the police roaring onto the airfield, then gets into a hand-to-hand struggle with Morris. They crash, and when Morris wakes up, the plane is wrecked. Because the insurance company may not pay out because of the lack of a flight plan, and Frees is now dead,he decides to find the doohickey with the aid of nightclub singer Mary Germaine.

And thus we have another hunt for the maguffin, with only Morris, who's immune to dames because of a busted marriage, to guide us. Other people to be suspicious of are sideshow owner Walter Rilla -- a lot of the the movie is shot at Blackpool, Morris' partner Leslie Linder, and an assortment of people with and without continental accents. Me, I kept an eye on Lloyd Lamble, as the police inspector who keeps finding Morris right by the scene of the crime, but never pulls him in. The result is a perfectly satisfactory movie that I hope made back its costs.

I mostly remind John Lemont for KONGA, FRIGHTENED CITY and SHAKEDOWN; exciting UK crime flicks, not very long and efficient. This one is typical of the British crime movies of this era, late fifties and early sixties. You have a good guy, villains, night clubs, gorgeous chicks some nasty underworld atmosphere but unfortunately an expected ending. So, don't get too much in expectations, you could be deceived. After all, I prefer KONGA from Lemont, a kitsch horror film, some kind of very very poor man's - nearly wagrant - KING KONG, nothing to do with the other Lemont's movies named before. Nothing at all.