Roland Curram is a kind-hearted young man who is not very smart. He gives what he thinks are sweets to the children at a playground. What they actually are is very a very strong drug to control his mental problems. At these dosages, they can kill young children.
As a straight thriller, it's moderately well done, with some interesting editing by Peter Musgrave and a nice performance by Rickford Harris, who gets his friend to the hospital and waits around for the news, good or bad. Musgrave's editing reflects his more usual job of sound editing, with some nice and clear cuts to different sounds and levels with scene shifts.
Where this movie fails is in its attitude towards the situation that leads to the situation and in some cases, the tragedy. Is the system for dealing with the mentally handicapped up to its tasks? Do people take their responsibilities seriously? Considering the deaths, is the happy woodpipe music at the end at all sensible? Or is a matter of "case closed, and onto the next"? Whichever it is, it's rather slovenly.
