Serena

I am very respectful of the Butcher Studios. They put out many programmers of sufficient quality to make you forget the main feature. SERENA is no masterpiece, but it is very competently directed by Peter Maxwell, who extracts quality performances from the entire ensemble, the stunningly beautiful Honor Blackman above all.

Director Maxwell very cleverly opens the film with the murder of Mrs Rogers, doing it in such a way that it becomes clear that the spectator will only get the data that he, Maxwell, is willing to release. The murder shows neither the face of the deceased nor that of the killer, and the door into Mrs Rogers' apartment is opened by the murderer's hand. One important clue: the murderer goes right in, without using any key to get in and find its mark, suggesting someone familiar enough with the abode to know its layout.

Holt makes a very classy, clued up and insistent police inspector. He never says more than he needs, cleverly and tirelessly reading all the signs until he plays the decisive identifying card that beats the criminal(s).

Excellent cinematography by Steven Dade, crisp editing by Morrison, and pleasant music by Johnny Gregory only enhance the quality of Maxwell's direction and of the Hearne and Abraham screenplay.

Of course SERENA forces you to suspend your disbelief here and there, and you can spot holes in the plot, but it is intelligently done with a shoestring budget and within a highly economical 59 minutes.

You will not waste your time if you watch it.

A jacketed figure carrying a shotgun opens a door at 3PM and shoots a woman. Some time later, there's a knock at the door of painter Emrys Jones' flat. He the black-haired woman embracing him to leave. She goes out the back door. At the front door is Chief Inspector Patrick Holt. Jones' estranged wife has been shot and killed. He explains he spent the entire day shooting pigeons with his model, Serena Vaughn. She'll confirm this. However, the corpse turns out not to be Jones' wife, who turns up later in fine fettle as Honor Blackman. But there's a dead woman, and where the dickens is Serena?

It's a nifty little mystery that I didn't unravel until after they revealed it, and the telling clue, although obscure to me, is fair enough. There's also the pleasure of looking at Miss Blackman and the story is told quickly and efficiently. My only problem with it is the random nature of Johnny Gregory's score; surely there's nothing amusing about a carload of copper going off to look for clues.

A low budget b-movie from Britain's poverty row specialists - Butcher's Films. Patrick Holt (a former leading man in British films of the 1940's), plays Inspector Gregory of Scotland Yard who investigates the murder of an artist's wife and the disappearance of his model which coincided with the murder. Serena is very good for the type of picture it is , without a doubt. While the story is your routine murder mystery, director Peter Maxwell directs at a good pace and the b/w photography of Stephen Dade is very newsreel like and invests the proceedings with a nice feel for 1960's London . George Provis's art direction is also noteworthy. For instance, in a nod to film noir, we only ever see Serena throughout Holt's investigation in a painting by the artist. This nice touch reminded me in a sort of way of Otto Preminger's classic film, Laura, and it adds to the mystery and intrigue of the story line. All in all its a cut above the usual quality one normally expects of these things. The cast features Honor Blackman who at that time was a star on television as Cathy Gale in The Avengers espionage series. This film used turn up late at night on ITV back in the 1990's along with other b-movies like this, which vary in quality from above average to absolutely abysmal. It has since enjoyed a DVD release paired with director Maxwell's other Butcher's second feature Impact.

An artist's wife is shot dead at her country cottage and Inspector Gregory (Patrick Holt) is called in to investigate. The artist, Howard Rogers (Emrys Jones), goes to identify the body, but it turns out not to be his wife. So who was she? His wife Anne (Honor Blackman) shows up at his flat and she reveals that her close friend, a struggling actress called Claire Matthews, had been lodging with her at the cottage. In addition, Anne reveals that she was being followed by a woman with long dark hair - a private inquiry agent looking for divorce evidence or somebody more sinister? - and, in order to lose her, she paid Claire to dress in her clothes and walk into town while she quietly slipped away. It looks as though the murderer shot her mistaking her for Anne. Gregory's chief suspect is Rogers' model, Serena Vaughn, who matches the description of Anne's stalker, but she has vanished. Miss Vaughn was in love with Rogers, but despite being separated from Anne for the past few years he was on the verge of making up with his wife. Did Serena kill Claire and when she realises that she shot the wrong woman will she make another attempt on Anne's life in a bid to get the man she loves? Or is Gregory dealing with an elaborate smokescreen designed to divert attention away from another murderer?

The late Honor Blackman (billed third), after starting out playing ingenues followed by several years in the doldrums, had by 1962 been reduced to working for Butchers. But she had by now adopted that swept-back mane that by the end of the year would be indelibly associated with Cathy Gale and the lioness she thereafter remained for the rest of her long life.

It may have been intentional that naming the film after the corpse at the centre of the action was a conscious nod to 'Laura'. But making the religion of the victim a central plot point remains an unusual touch.

This is a very good and suspenseful murder mystery, with a neat twist at the end. The film was well acted, had good production values, and Honor Blackman, as always, looked lovely.

Not usually being so observant, I too noticed the "goof" that has already been reported on IMDB. Peter Glaze was usually a very funny comedian. I thought the fact that he called Patrick Holt a "superintendent", after presentation of the detectives warrant card, was for comic relief - or deliberate to see if cinema audiences were paying attention.

Apart from Patrick Holt, the only one in the film who seemed to get his rank correct was the policewoman who intervened when the himself and his sergeant nearly arrested the wrong woman. She was played by Pat Shaw in what seems to have been a very rare film appearance.

Throughout the rest of the film, Detective Gregory had been introducing himself as a Chief Inspector.