Naked Fury

Bungled heist drama performed with tedious solemnity for a second feature. Director Saunders may have the ostensibly estimable ring of perhaps a previous Ealing luminary fallen on hard times, but in actual fact is merely a prolific veteran of the derisory programme-filler. His handling of the 'astonishing' revelation is sensationalistically lurid; appropriately enough given the viewer's strength of will to see some semblance of life injected into these sort of things by any means as the climax draws near, in order to mitigate the guilty shame of yet another wasted hour...