A good example of a 50's British thriller short; the sort of highly agreeable time waster our studios churned out with impressive regularity. As usual, the limited budget shows on occasions but overall the story holds up well. The title is a typical exercise in hyperbole; the sinking of the Titanic was a disaster, whereas this amounts to a limited group screwup.
Tom Drake is given top billing, presumably in the hope that his presence will win over a US audience and add weight to the film (it doesn't). Maurice Kaufmann fares a lot better as an outwardly cocksure but ultimately naive chancer with an eye (along with most of the male characters) for Shirley Eaton, who in turn prefers his boss (Drake) - heaven knows why. Not surprisingly, William Hartnell steals all his scenes with consummate ease, this time in straight mode - as an old school pro crook. Richard Shaw (no relation to the great Robert, and whose career morphed into mainly TV roles) is convincing in a broodingly menacing performance, and despite a fairly insipid ending the film's positives outweigh its shortfalls.
Tom Drake is given top billing, presumably in the hope that his presence will win over a US audience and add weight to the film (it doesn't). Maurice Kaufmann fares a lot better as an outwardly cocksure but ultimately naive chancer with an eye (along with most of the male characters) for Shirley Eaton, who in turn prefers his boss (Drake) - heaven knows why. Not surprisingly, William Hartnell steals all his scenes with consummate ease, this time in straight mode - as an old school pro crook. Richard Shaw (no relation to the great Robert, and whose career morphed into mainly TV roles) is convincing in a broodingly menacing performance, and despite a fairly insipid ending the film's positives outweigh its shortfalls.