Paul Temple Returns

The temples (john bentley, patricia dainton) are hot on the trail of "the marquis", a murderer roaming the streets. He's even sent letters to the temples, daring them to catch him. Number one suspect is sir raybourne. That's the guest star christopher lee, who pops up in so many dark, mystery films. Lee also played saruman and some evil star wars characters. Of course, there's a running gag where the servant rikki from rangoon has been replaced by his brother sakki. And his cooking is just as bad. It's all okay. Nothing too special. Lots of suspects, and nothing too clever to tip us off as to who-dunnit. Directed by maclean rogers. Based on the story by francis durbridge. The original british title was "paul temple returns". A pretty rough copy of the film. The picture is okay, but there's a high pitched noise present for the first half of the film. And near the end, when they are in the warehouse, it's pitch dark for such a long time, with just nothing happening. Really brings the film to a halt. It's all just okay.

The indefatigable Maclean Rogers directs John Bentley in their third movie about mystery writer and police consultant Paul Temple and his wife Steve, as played by Patricia Dainton. It's based on a radio play by series originator Francis Durdrige, Paul Temple Intervenes, broadcast in October and November of 1942. It seems some bad guy known as 'The Marquis' has been killing a bunch of people. Bentley and Dainton stick their noses in. Will they figure out who he is or will they get bumped off themselves? With both Valentine Dyall and Christopher Lee in the cast, there seems to be plenty of people to suspect.

It's a pretty good movie from Nettleford, with the leads looking like they're having fun. Longtime cameraman Geoffrey Failthfull does his usual competent job, demonstrating that despite short budgets, B movie producer Nettleford was capable of producing entertaining, if undemanding movies

The fourth and final adaptation of the Paul Temple radio plays, PAUL TEMPLE RETURNS sees the vacationing sleuth living up the high life in New York, where he now makes a living from his work as a crime writer. However, the powers that be call him back to Britain after a sinister figure known only as the Marquis begins to carve his way through the upper ranks of society.

It's a well paced, Edgar Wallace-style storyline and one that's a lot more fun than the last Paul Temple film I watched, SEND FOR PAUL TEMPLE. The main character and his associate Steve remain a bit boring, but the supporting cast are better here, and overall the budget seems a bit bigger too. Certainly there are some strong moments in the murder scenes and an exciting rooftop atmosphere which is dripping with atmosphere.

The supporting cast also incorporates number of past and future horror greats, including the Man in Black himself, Valentine Dyall, as one of the policemen. Horror fans will be chiefly impressed by the inclusion of Christopher Lee in a sinister turn as one of the main suspects, a professor whose collection of Egyptian artifacts neatly precursors his later role as THE MUMMY. Robert Urquhart (THE CURSE OF FRANKENSTEIN) is here too as yet another suspect, and the dependable Ronald Leight-Hunt plays a copper.

I knew vaguely of British thriller writer Francis Durbridge, but was unaware that he had created a husband-and-wife team of sleuths obviously modeled on Nick and Nora Charles of "The Thin Man" fame and which had a similar run of 'vehicles' on the big screen; even so, the characters here (at least judging by this one film) lacked the foibles, the banter and the canine assistant – which is basically what had endeared the prototype to audiences – but, then, these were made within the framework of the then-prevalent "quota quickies".

Incidentally, I only came upon this as yet another early role for Christopher Lee: watching him in his few (albeit pivotal) scenes, it is evident that it was only a matter of time before his star quality was recognized – it would merely take the right set of circumstances and collaborators! Anyway, the film provides standard thrills, with the life-threatening devices in this case involving deliberate road accidents, electric fences and even a snake on the loose (not unlike the Edgar Wallace-derived "Krimis" Lee would himself add to his resume during the next decade – indeed, I should be checking two of those out presently!), not to mention numerous suspects (Lee as a suavely bearded, bespectacled and pipe-smoking archaeologist is one of them, of course…and another is Robert Urquhart, a fellow actor in the horror icon's breakthrough movie THE CURSE OF FRANKENSTEIN {1957}!). That said, I was able to figure out the guilty party well before the end!

For the record, this was the fourth and final entry in the Paul Temple movie series (three had the same director and leading man – John Bentley, at times bearing a striking resemblance to the young Sean Connery!): he had originated on radio and would be resurrected on TV but, as I said, this particular figure has not stuck with the public consciousness simply because he exhibited no character traits to distinguish him from the flood of cops and private investigators that have populated the genre over the years (the fact that the central couple had a complacent Indian servant at their constant beck and call certainly did not help matters)! Finally, the U.S. retitling – BOMBAY WATERFRONT, despite its definite connection to the plot – only served to make the whole seem even less appetizing! In any case, I enjoy this entry well enough to acquire another one in the series soon after, SEND FOR PAUL TEMPLE (1946)

With Scotland Yard puzzled by a serial killer, and with himself already being warned off by the perpetrating "Marquis", amateur sleuth "Paul Temple" (John Bentley) and his wife "Steve" (Patricia Dainton) are drafted in by "Sir Graham" (Peter Gawthorne) to help "Insp. Ross" (Ronald Leigh-Hunt) with the investigation. Pretty swiftly, with the body count starting to mount, they begin to become embroiled with the enigmatic Egyptologist "Sir Felix" (Christopher Lee), some ancient papyri and a vial of something mysterious. With no shortage of candidates and events become ever more menacing, the couple have to get their thinking caps on before their heads no longer need them. There's an amiable degree of chemistry between Bentley and Temple and with a few red herrings straddling their path, the mystery unfolds steadily for just over an hour of rope climbing, dark passages and burning hay bales. I didn't love the factotum "Sakki" (Dan Jackson) so much - a sort of Mantan Moreland without the mischief or the charm and the ending is all a bit rushed, but it's a passable afternoon watch for budding criminologists.