Nightmare

When the story begins, Daniel (Brian Donlevy) meets a woman in London who is in distress. Leslie (Diana Barrymore) has found a dead body in her home and asks this total stranger to get rid of the body. And sane person would get the police...but inexplicably Daniel does exactly what the woman asks. Later, when he returns to the flat, she pretends to not know him...and he is naturally miffed. She also acts rather superior...which is odd because she is appears to be a murderer! Soon, another body turns up in her place...stabbed just like the last one. Now you'd REALLY think a sane person would get the police, but instead the pair run off!! Does any of this make sense? No...not in the least. Eventually, their paths lead to spies and sabotage!!

I think there are two main problems with the film. First, parts of the script simply make no sense. Second, Diana Barrymore was terrible. Every line she delivered sounded haughty and angry...and there was nothing subtle about her acting at all. Clearly she had not inherited her famous father's talents! Most of the reviews are very positive...but I just couldn't get past Barrymore's acting and bad writing.

Brian Donlevy (Daniel) breaks into a stranger's house for a meal during a blackout. That stranger is Diana Barrymore (Leslie) and when she stumbles across him sitting down eating a meal in her kitchen, she asks if he is a burglar. His answer – "I might be". This guy is one cool customer. He has even taken his jacket off and hung it up. However, he is lured into a Nazi plot once he agrees to help Diana get rid of a body that she has upstairs. The film plays out as a Hitchcock-like spy thriller with a cast of familiar faces.

I enjoyed this film. It started off as a potentially spooky nightmare film and I had no idea where it was going, especially once Diana reveals her second discovery to Donlevy. Woah! The film keeps you watching as it keeps flowing and the lead actors are both likable. Donlevy provides the film with a funny ending. We all want to know what's in that bottle. Ha ha.

Back to the film's beginning. I had a friend who once walked into a stranger's house and helped himself to breakfast. When the resident girl came down to breakfast and got a surprise, she called her mother downstairs and they all introduced themselves. It was in the countryside and he'd got the wrong house. My friend then decided that he fancied the mum and started to peel potatoes for her with the ultimate aim of pinching her bottom. Donlevy has that same kind of cheek when it's meal-time. So, remember to hang your jacket up when you next sit down for a meal.

This is a splendid early wartime thriller, with the wonderful plot twist that a corpse with a knife in his back is found and disposed of, but then reappears the next day in the same place with another knife in his back. A Nazi spy code-named SI-10 turns out to be identical with the license plate of his Lagonda, in which a secret microphone/speaker is disguised as a dashboard cigarette lighter. This is the only film ever produced by Dwight Taylor, the well known screenwriter who also scripted this. The main appeal of this film however is the powerful presence of the intensely disturbed Diana Barrymore, who combines womanly charm and fascination with a violent streak so terrifying and uncontrollable that it has rarely been encountered so unequivocally on screen. So powerful is this unsettling violence in her nature, that her tragic life story and suicide all too amply confirm that it was not just acting. As an actress, she was a natural. What a pity that she was so self-destructively mixed up, since a major talent was lost to the screen. She could have been the greatest Barrymore of them all if she could have held herself together. Brian Donlevy does very well as the whimsical American who gets mixed up in this story because he has been 'bombed-out' in the London Blitz while dressed in his dinner jacket. There are no gag lines in this script. It is a dark and brooding work, made darker by the London Blackout of course. There are many highly tense moments, and this thriller really works.

Another one of those "wrongfully accused man and woman on the run" thrillers, notable only as one of the few starring vehicles for John Barrymore's daughter Diana. Brian Donlevy is slightly miscast as a down-on-his-luck gambler who inexplicably gets involved with a woman who may have killed someone. Also Nazis because 1942. It's all rather muddled and hard to follow or care. Donlevy's dialogue makes me think his part was written with Humphrey Bogart or maybe Alan Ladd in mind. For her part Diana Barrymore has a bland screen presence and spits out her lines like they taste as bad as they sound. Supporting cast is ok. Slow pace with no memorable scenes. Not a particularly good picture.

Diana Barrymore and Brian Donlevy star in "Nightmare" from 1942.

Daniel Shane (Brian Donlevy) roams the streets of London, having lost his business in an air raid. He overhears a couple talking about putting a key under the mat as they leave; he lets himself in, finds some eggs, cooks them, and eats.

A young woman, Leslie Stafford (Barrymore) enters, and Daniel explains his predicament. She doesn't want him to leave. He explains he's sailing to America with the shirt on his back to join the war effort. She promises him money and a new suit if he will do her a favor.

She takes him upstairs, and inside a room is a man, head on a desk, knife in his back. She asks Daniel to get rid of the body. It's her husband; she claims she didn't kill him.

Daniel does what she asks. Only one problem - the body shows up again in exactly the same place! Now they get out, heading for her cousin's in a car that each thinks belongs to the other. It doesn't.

A likeable cast enlivens this film, which has some witty dialogue. Donlevy is terrific as he tries to sort out what he's gotten himself into - unafraid, relaxed, and seeing it all as a challenge.

Diana Barrymore is very good; she was a lovely actress. Unfortunately, her personal problems got in the way, and she was dead by the age of 38. When she was down on her luck, Tyrone Power gave her money. A sad life.

I immediately recognized Hans Conried, Uncle Tonoose from the Danny Thomas Show, in a small role. I'm not sure why I recognized him.

Entertaining film.