(1964, Anamorphic Widescreen) Peter Vaughan, John Carson, Yvonne Romain, Gerald Flood, Glynn Edwards, Sam Kydd. What a cool movie this turned out to be (7.0 on IMDB). In the opening moments of the film, a blazing car goes crashing over a seaside cliff, plunging into the murky waters below and killing its driver. The deceased had been insured for 100,000 pounds! Vaughan (who is excellent) is the rotund, off-beat insurance investigator who is tasked with determining whether or not fraud has been committed, which is exacerbated by the fact that no body can be found. But when it begins to appear that foul play (murder) might be involved, the suspects are aplenty: the beneficiary widow, the business partner who had financial troubles of his own, and the insurance salesman who lusted for the widow. It all comes to a head in a terrific scene where the killer is finally exposed. Peter Vaughan, who is the farthest thing imaginable from your usual tough-guy male lead, is absolutely wonderful with his tongue-in-cheek, penny-pinching approach to the case, which reaches its apex at the film’s beautifully executed climax. Way cool. From 35mm.
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