The Mysterious Mr. Valentine

It's an implausible romp and the switches between romantic comedy and serious criminal investigation makes you think that the film can't really settle on its identity.

Despite that, the script, cast and the characters manager to keep your interest for the hour.

It's silly, confusing and ultimately a lightweight B movie.

There's a genuinely funny moment when the heroine is forced to play a secretary and wear ridiculous coke bottle glasses.

For nostalgia freaks (like me) this film has enough going for it too keep me paying attention.

For others it might be a bit of a letdown.

"Janet" (Linda Stirling) gets a puncture and seeks the assistance of "Armstrong" (Tristram Coffin) incurring the chagrin of that man's rather jealous wife "Rita" (Barbara Wooddell). To make matters worse, she now drives off in the wife's car only to collide with another car and then find herself embroiled in a previous, and fatal, hit-and-run with the partner of the husband of the wife of the car she is driving. Still with me? Now she engages the help of PI "Morgan" (William Henry) to try to get to the bottom of an internecine mystery that involves fraud, insurance and mysterious women. It packs quite a lot of plot into an hour, but the acting and the dialogue is banal at best with very basic production values that smack more of television than cinema. It probably looked OK at a drive-in when the audience maybe had better things to do, and it really is pretty instantly forgettable fayre.

Not as good as Charlie Chan or Bogey, but entertaining for an hour with an interesting plot. Other than that; cliche performances with stereotype roles. Dialogue corny.

Linda Sterling's car has a blow-out in front of a chemicals company. She goes in to use the phone, only to have the partner's wife rush in with a photographer to snap incriminating photos. She runs out, steals a car to drive home, gets into another accident and soon finds herself confronted by William Henry, who says 'you can use me, and I can use you..... as a client' and hands her a business card. He's a private investigator. When she gets a blackmail letter from 'Mr. Valentine', she realizes Henry was right.

It's one of those movies that seems to depend a lot on Henry stumbling around until he falls over the clues, but int the hands of B director Phil Ford -- son of Francis, nephew of John -- it's suffused with a light, breezy sense of humor that kept me amused throughout. Miss Sterling is lovely dressed in modern clothes, and Thomas Jackson is there, playing a police detective, as he had been since the 1920s.

Linda Sterling (Janet) seems to be caught up in a big, complicated mess that involves murder, blackmail, adultery and theft and we see it all in the first 10 minutes or so. William Henry (Steve) is the private investigator who helps to solve the case and keeps her protected. He gets involved with various characters but you need to pay attention as no time is wasted in this fast-paced offering.

The acting is good although we get a few lame comedy attempts, eg, Linda Sterling pretending to be a secretary and wearing big glasses that means that she can't see properly. Yes....very funny. Actually, Linda Sterling is quite funny on another occasion, albeit unintentional. When William Henry is taking a beating and fighting for his life in the same room as Linda Sterling, she phones the police and does absolutely NOTHING to help him. And then, when the bad guy runs off, she shouts at Henry to get after him. WHAT? Get after him yourself, you silly bitch. Like I said, it is actually quite funny.

This film is a fun way to spend an hour but make sure you pay attention or you will lose the plot. And I doubt you'll guess who is behind it all.