Hangman's Wharf

John Witty is a doctor without much of a practice in the Scilly Islands. And someone is trying to kill him. So he and Genine Graham try to figure out who, even as local policeman Campbell Singer tries to put him in jail for some other murders.

It's co-written, directed, photographed and edited by Cecil H. Williamson. I had never noticed his name before and judging by this movie, he was a good editor. Although the dialogue and plot are poor, the performers can't be expected to remember their lines, and the camerawork is dull, despite potentially interesting settings, this moves along at a good clip, from one poorly motivated shot to the next. Both leads are supposed to be from Scotland, but can't be bothered to maintain consistent accents..... no, that's not true, Miss Graham, who's supposed to be from Inverness, sound like she's just come from a posh finishing school.

If you enjoy British "b" movies from the 50s, try and catch this little effort. It's quite laughably bad, which makes it all the more entertaining. The basic plot, and the way it all pans out, is bargain basement stuff, and some of the acting is quite hilarious. The main character, Dr Galloway, played by John Witty sports the worst, and most inconsistent, scots accent you are ever likely to hear. Similarly, his co-star, Genine Graham's character is supposed to hail from Inverness, but sounds as though she's just left an English boarding school. The main baddie's henchmen are a real hoot - one is full of forced menace, and the other would have trouble scaring a three year old! The movie does move along briskly, and doesn't give the viewer time to become bored. In it's own amateurish, unsophisticated way it's got a certain charm and is harmless stuff. Just the thing to while away a quick hour for fans of such films.

Well you can't really complain.You expect a dismal standard of production from a film produced by E J Fancey and on this film he certainly does not let you down.The photography is quite murky at times,the sound poorly recorded,the studio very small and the acting is amateurish.Campbell Singer,playing as usual,a police detective is the only actor I recognise.This film would make his Merton Park films seem like minor classics.Furthermore I hate thrillers where in the last scene the characters give you all the information for understanding a plot that you had given up on half an hour earlier.

If you're not too fussed, the movie looks dated, the acting is terrible & the love story incredulous, but it does have the entertainment value of a GP with a '0 patients' practice, who becomes the main suspect in a murder case.

Based on a radio serial, hence all the talk in this amiably inept E. J. Fancey quickie for which ample use of authentic locations and night-for-photography, an attractive and capable heroine in Genine Graham and a poised villainess in Patricia Laffan go some way to atoning for John Witty's spectacularly feeble attempt at a Scots accent.

But not much.