Hot Cars

"Nick Dunn" (John Bromfield) is an honest, hard-working man who does his best trying to support his wife, "Jane Dunn" (Carol Shannon) and their extremely ill newborn son. Then one day things take a turn for the worse when he is subsequently fired from his job as a used car salesman after telling a customer by the name of "Karen Winter" (Joi Lansing) the truth about one of the vehicles. Needless to say, this puts him in a bind as the bills are quickly piling up and he has no money left to pay them. Things begin to change, however, when he learns that Karen has recommended him for a job at another used car lot and after talking to the owner "Arthur Markel" (Ralph Clanton) he is not only hired but also discovers that he will now make even more money than before. What he doesn't know, however, is that there is more to this used car lot than he was initially told and in order to sell the cars he will have to put his integrity on the line as well. Now rather than reveal any more I will just say that this was a rather basic crime drama which suffers from an unremarkable script and a general lack of suspense. Having said that, it wasn't necessarily a bad film by any means and for that reason I have rated it accordingly. Average.

Despite this being a B movie, I actually think it's a good film. A story about a man who works in a hot-car racket to save his son's life, only to find himself becoming the fall guy when a detective investigating said racket is murdered, it is a story full of many twists and turns. Despite its lack of star power and its short length (a little over one hour), the story is very powerful and dramatic. Plus, the actors do a good job here, despite not being big names in the movie industry. This is one classic crime film I recommend giving a try.

Fans of fast cars, forgotten noirs, obscure L. A. locations, jowly John Bromfield and the many-splendored joys of buxotic Joi Lansing will have a field day with this no-budget delight. Produced by cheapskate auteurs Howard Koch and Aubrey Schenck, who gave the world CRIME AGAINST JOE, PHAOROH'S CURSE and THE GIRL IN BLACK STOCKINGS, this two-bit jalopy has it all: hot wheels, hot dames, hot spots (including shameless plugs for actual used car lots and beachfront watering holes), and hot action (climaxed by a wild fight to the death on a roller coaster ride).

All in an hour's running time.

Hot damn!

Not a Teen-Ager or Rock n' Roller in Sight in this Mid 1950's B-Movie that is Pretty Pedestrian.

Although Joi Lansing is Pretty and quite a Sight Lighting Up the Screen with a Sculpted Goddess Appeal.

But the Movie is Rather Dull when Joi is Off-Screen although the B-Actors do a Good Job with the Go-Nowhere, Predictable Script.

Cars Relentlessly Role in and out of the Screen and some L. A. Locations get a Nod.

The Story Includes an Episode of Adultery, but is Quickly Forgiven,

The Climax aboard a Roller Coaster was Fast becoming a Cliche at the Time.

But it Looks Well Staged and Adds a bit of a Thrill-Ride (ironic it's not a car) to the Conclusion.

The only Other Thrill in the Film is Ogling Joi Lansing, whose Career went Absolutely Nowhere.

Her most Famous/Infamous Film is "Hillbillies in a Haunted House" (1967), but the Stunning Ms. Lansing did do a Lot of TV.

She Made most of Her Money Modeling.

From the title and release date I was expecting jalopy races and juvenile delinquents. Instead the brief 60-minutes amounts to a tight little crime thriller. Poor family man Bromfield. He's seduced into a criminal hot car operation because of typical family problems like money and a sick kid. The crooks run a slick network of stolen cars almost like a regular business. With a needy wife and child, Bromfield adjusts his conscience, getting the kind of security his family's has long desired. I like the way his ethics are compromised in realistic fashion that we can well understand and maybe sympathize with.

For a handsome Hollywood hunk, actor Bromfield brings off his difficult role in surprisingly nuanced fashion. Then there's the busty blonde Lansing parading her measurements in good Marilyn Monroe fashion. Note too the not-so subtle innuendo between her and a straying Bromfield that no doubt pushed the bounds of the fading Hollywood Production Code. However, I couldn't figure out her relationship with the gang, whether it's just me or a flaw in the narrative.

The exteriors are all filmed on LA locations, the car lot, the city streets, that lend an air of urban reality. But most of all there's that white-knuckle climax aboard the rollercoaster at Santa Monica pier. It's a real grabber, made more so by what must have been a hand-held camera that puts us right there inside an upsy-downsy car-- thanks guys, my head is still swimming. Credit producer Howard Koch for the general quality of the results. Over a lengthy career he helped guide such classics as The Manchurian Candidate (1962) and The Odd Couple (1968).

Anyway, it's a neatly packaged little crime drama that almost qualifies for what many old movie buffs treasure most -- a sleeper.