I love Francis Durbridge - most of his stories started life as serials and they are full of episodes and mini-cliffhangers. This one combines several tropes - the portrait out of Laura and also Vertigo (painted in the same style), the unjustly accused. There are Americans and Canadians in the cast, but the action takes place in London. The bachelor pad/artist's studio is a good set, with its multi levels and conservatory window. A genteel hotel with a well-spoken receptionist also plays a role. It's filmed - very well - mainly in interiors, though there's a sequence where the supposedly dead girl wanders London's night-time streets.
She (Terry Moore) is extremely pretty, and wears a succession of glamorous outfits that all fit into one small travelling bag. Another beauty is the artist's model, a witty and intelligent girl who admits that by the advanced age of 24 a girl is looking to settle down. Credit to whoever did the paintings, too!
In so many films of the period, domesticity is stressed and women are swathed in unflattering fashions. Not so here - hurrah for early 50s glamour.
Enjoyable fills an hour or so.
She (Terry Moore) is extremely pretty, and wears a succession of glamorous outfits that all fit into one small travelling bag. Another beauty is the artist's model, a witty and intelligent girl who admits that by the advanced age of 24 a girl is looking to settle down. Credit to whoever did the paintings, too!
In so many films of the period, domesticity is stressed and women are swathed in unflattering fashions. Not so here - hurrah for early 50s glamour.
Enjoyable fills an hour or so.