La spia di Scotland Yard

"The Shakedown" (1960) is an excellent British crime drama starring Terence Morgan, Hazel Court, Donald Pleasence, Bill Owen, Robert Beatty, Harry H. Corbett, Gene Anderson, and many other fine lesser Brit character actors of the day, including Jackie Collins, Georgina Cookson, and Eddie Byrne. Loaded with talent, this well written and tautly directed show (less well-edited) reminds us that the Brits at the turn of the 60s were turning out well-crafted crime dramas for the masses that have stood the test of time very well. Now, there are a couple of idiosyncratic things about this one. First of all, the sort of jazzy, nearly rock'n'roll underlying score is very 50s - very. It's not bad at all, just a tad loud in a few places. Secondly, the title becomes a song in the middle of the proceedings. The singer is excellent - truly excellent; even the music is decent. But the song: the rhyming that goes on with "shakedown" is out and out ludicrous! Everything from slakedown and takedown to...you get the drift. It wouldn't have been so bad if only a rhyme or two was used, but this one was written by poet whose automatic writing was based on communication with a rhyming dictionary on Mars, and the rhyme with "shakedown" went on and on and on, and the rhymes began to be laughable. What was amazing was that the song was well done by the singer and the tune was done very seriously. Other than the song and the fact that the film should have been edited down from the 92 minutes to about 80, this was really good. Morgan gets out of prison from a prostitution racket charge which he's served three years for, and now he gets into a blackmail racket, and also plans to get revenge on the man who took over his old racket. The blackmail racket is done by using a modeling front, a semi-legitimate one, combined with a professional photographer's studio, getting males to come in and have them caught with semi-nude and nude models in their photographs. Then the photos are used as bait for cash. This leads to some very interesting plot points, including a fine ending - which - you'll have to watch to find out what it is...

This film should be studied by all who seek info on a type of film popular for a while in 50's and 60's Britain. Although obviously of limited budget, it fielded an unusually fine cast including several stalwarts and many actors and actresses - Hazel Court, Donald Pleasance, Harry H Corbett who went on to greater things and starred the extremely underrated Terence Morgan,three years before he became known as TV's "Sir Francis Drake". The film is also something of an historical document, bringing back a time when nightclubs were uncommon, close and intimate and hoping to cater for a select clientelle instead of loud and bleary as they are now. The plot has holes in it but the acting is of a high standard which more than redeems the film.

As well as being an entertaining picture, this is a realistic examination of crime and criminals. The descent of the photographer, essentially a decent enough man, into crime, and his staying with it even when offered an out, is very well handled.

We see there are three main things keeping crime in check. The police of course, but also pushing victims until they crack and are no longer rational and predictable, and rivalries among the insanely greedy and self-centered people we call criminals.

My TV guide gave this a very lukewarm review and I nearly didn't bother with it, but I'm glad I did.

Clunkily made, but score and acting are good. And the set is decorated by a bevy of would-be models. Augie comes out of prison and finds his old vice racket has been taken over by the sinister Harry H Corbett (Gollar). So he dreams up a new scam, thanks to Donald Pleasance's out of work photographer he meets down the pub. Pleasance (Jessel) provides the business front by taking snaps and running a model school. Meanwhile Augie uses the premises for blackmail. Little does he know that the most beauticious of the girls is an undercover cop. Aaaaah, Britain could really do gangster movies in those days.

There's something rewarding about discovering a solid but unknown film from the past... like finding $50 in the pocket of a suit you haven't worn since last summer. This British gangster exploitation flick is such a film. THE SHAKEDOWN is so much better than it ought to be that it's kind of amazing. It's hardly even listed in any major movie review books. Still, I'm not ashamed to say this is without question a minor low budget UK noir gem and absolutely worthy of any crime drama (or 50s British cinema) fan's time. I saw it last year at the American Cinematheque Film Noir festival in Los Angeles and it was the wrong print! They meant to screen the American noir called SHAKEDOWN, but the audience and myself are forever grateful for the error as this movie is edgier, pulpier and just plain better.

The plot concerns a con returning after a stretch in the pokey and finding his turf has been taken over. He adapts and finds some new angles with a photography / blackmail shoppe only to get embroiled in police intrigue and a bad gangwar. As plots go, this one hangs together well despite some seemingly calculated titillatory edges. There are some unexpected and enjoyable twists thrown in as well for good measure.

The best aspect of this movie is the tough guy lingo and no-nonsense characterization. There's something particularly enjoyable about the straight ahead narrative. No smoke and mirrors or flashcut editing or deep focus trickery here; just simple, reliable point-the-camera-and- shoot storytelling. But forget any deep analysis; this is at its heart a compelling man-against-the-system tale and finally a very enjoyable moviegoing experience. Seek it out... this one is great English fun!