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4/10
Glints of Professionalism Amidst The Shoddy
boblipton7 July 2021
A shady fellow is killed, but Police Lieutenant Paul Bryar is on the case in his slow way. He goes to see showgirl Vici Raaf, and the trail leads to a counterfeiting scheme....and death!

It's a cheap second feature, with poor line readings, badly mismatched shots and a voice-over that tells you what's going on if you watch this while puttering around the house in the midst of this poorly put together one-hour feature, you may be astonished at the competence of the camerawork. It's Henry Cronjager Jr. -- credited as "Henry Cronjager"; his father hadn't had a screen credit since 1933 --who spent most of his career working in television.

Bryar gives a performance that reminds me of Broderick Crawford in this period, although without the energy. He had made the first of his almost 400 movie and TV performances in the late 1930s. He continued working, mostly uncredited on the big screen, until shortly before his death in 1985 at age 75.
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6/10
I wanted to like this, but...
gordonl5620 June 2015
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SQUAD CAR 1960

This is a bottom of the barrel low renter which was the only film effort from producer and director Ed Letfwich. The cast is made up of Hollywood bit players and a few onetime only type actors. The entire production was filmed outside of Phoenix and Scottsdale, Arizona.

The film starts out with an aircraft mechanic at a crop dusting outfit being shot up. The Police are soon calling on the owner of the crop dusting service, Don Marlowe. Marlowe has an alibi for the time of the killing. He was keeping company with pretty young thing, Lynn Moore. Moore works at a local hotel so there are plenty of witness types.

The detective in charge, Paul Bryar, digs into the background of the dead man to see if there are any clues there. It turns out that the man had a record for moving counterfeit money. Now the boys from Treasury put in an appearance. It seems that local tourist spots are being hit with phony cash. The T Men want the local cops to keep them in the loop if they discover anything.

Detective Bryar soon tracks down the girl, Vici Raaf, of the deceased man. Raaf, all hips and upper-works, is a singer dancer type at a local night spot. She looks like the type of doll that would be high maintenance. No way, the dead mechanic could keep Raaf happy without extra income.

The cops pay Miss Raaf a call after her set at the night club. They tell her about the death of her paramour. Raaf does not seem all that broke up about the matter.

Detective Bryar is not sure who is in on the murder, but he is sure that crop duster Marlowe and Miss Raff are involved. The Feds now tell Bryar that the queer money is from Mexico. Bryar is sure that pilot Marlowe is making short hops south of the border and bringing back the fake stuff.

And right Bryar is. It also seems that there is a crooked Fed in the game. T-Man, Jack Harris, is taking the fake loot and exchanging it with government cash to be destroyed. It is a neat little enterprise that was queered by the now dead mechanic. The man had tumbled to the sideline his boss, Marlowe, had, and was lifting cash off the top. This was used to keep Miss Raaf in the style she liked.

Now we find out that Miss Raaf is not above a little blackmail to keep her cash pipeline going. She pays a visit to Marlowe and asks for a nice cut. Cough up or she rats to the District Attorney. Marlowe passes this info on to the crooked Fed, Harris.

Jack Benny look-a-like, Harris, decides he likes the split the way it is. He takes a few pot shots at Raff during her next show. Raaf, hotfoots to her rooms and grabs a piece. The wench is not above dealing out some violence herself. She soon has the gun stuffed up Marlowe's nose. She now wants the whole next shipment of cash. She tells Marlowe she will kill Marlowe's girl, Lynn Moore if he does not comply.

Needless to say this all gets nasty with everyone out to cut out everyone else. There is a rather strange chase with Raaf and now partner, Harris, heading to Mexico. The cops in their Squad Cars are hot on the trail. Joining in is Marlowe and his crop duster after hearing that Raaf had put several rounds into Miss Moore. This all ends up with the crooked Fed, Harris, and femme fatale, Raaf, on the wrong side of life.

This is not a good film. The only story movement is when the off-screen narrator chips in to speed up the pace. Director Leftwich shows why this was his one and only film.

Long-time bit player, Paul Bryar was on screen from 1938 to 1983. He had mostly unbilled parts in 500 plus film and television roles. Bombshell Raaf, was on display from 1950 to 1963. She had minor roles in HE RAN ALL THE WAY, THE PRIDE OF ST LOUIS, DREAMBOAT, THE SECOND WOMAN, THE MAN BEHIND THE GUN and a bit in, LET'S MAKE IT LEGAL with Marilyn Monroe.
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5/10
Cameo Kincaid.
fbenmartin18 January 2022
The writer sure is proud of of the name.he came up with for our sexy femme fatale, Cameo Kincaid. Every character says it as often as they can- especially the narrator. Our shlumpy hero played by a capable actor , Don Marlowe (with a jarhead buzz cut) says "Cameo Kincaid : a nightclub tootsie with big eyes and no morals." (He has a weirdly written scene with Cameo where he unfortunately has to shave bare chested. Ouch- not good.). Cameo herself is played by the spectacular Vici Raaf, a Mamie Van Doran double who is introduced singing the jazzy, swinging lounge hit "Break 'Em Up" with hipster lyrics like "shake em up like this ooh ooh wow - no time for old fashioned waltzes just oom pow pow, a one two three Pow." They just don't write em like that anymore. To truly appreciate this show stopper you've got to see her moves that go with the performance. The patrons look slightly alarmed as she writhes through the little cocktail tables. One poor sap tries to light a cig while she sings. She'll have none of that. When we hear her husky speaking voice later it's pretty clear she was lip syncing the song. But listen she's fantastic She seems the most tuned into just what this movie needs inorder make it at least somewhat memorable. Poor Lynne Moore who plays Don Marlowe's infinitely more innocent girlfriend Jeanne. They got someone with a very stiff line reading to dub her voice. Wow- poor Lynne - she must have been terrible. Other people in her scenes aren't dubbed. And she's stuck with a frightening Harpo Marx hairdo. I would love to know the story behind the making of this movie. A group in Scottsdale got some funding? They partnered with local businesses, (hotels and tractor suppliers included) for product placement financial support, raided the local community theater groups, pulled in a couple of Hollywood fringe performers (Raaf.and nominal lead cop Paul Bryan) and made themselves a movie. Whew. But did I enjoy it? Yeah. For what it is, I dug it.
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5/10
Dragnet imitator
ejrjr28 July 2007
Squad Car is not as bad as some reviewers claim. It is simply a low-budget version of Dragnet/Badge 714. The title has little or no relation to the program episodes as the main storyline is about two detectives for the Beacon County Police Department. Coincidentally, Beacon County looks like Los Angeles.

Don't expect good acting or many locations. However, the program was not ultra low budget as it played on network and/or first-run syndication.

The series is rare and episodes are difficult to obtain. So, I doubt many will have opportunity to pass judgement.
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5/10
That's B-E-C-K
JohnSeal15 September 2021
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Hard to believe second features were still being churned out in the early '60s, but here's the proof. When a Phoenix aircraft mechanic (Norman MacDonald) is gunned down on the job, hard-bitten detective Beck (Paul Bryar, in one of the few credited appearances in his long, busy, and entirely unstoried career) is on the case. A portentous narrator tells us the feds are eager to solve the crime, while singer Cameo Kincaid (Vici Raaf) belts out her latest hit, 'Ooh! Ooh! Wow!' in a third-rate 'night club'. It all adds up to what now plays like an unsung camp classic, highlighted by the crusty Beck straddling a miniature 'Ride-A-Matic' tractor for no apparent reason. Don't take it seriously, and you'll have a great time.
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6/10
Later day poverty row film noir is surprisingly quite red hot. Like a police siren.
mark.waltz24 August 2022
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Vici Raaf as Cameo Kincaid is terrific as the deadly femme fatale in this very entertaining quick forgotten noir that starts off with the murder of a mechanic and moves into a federal investigation about counterfeit money. Raaf gets to swing out a couple of extremely jazzy numbers, nothing like you've seen in films before. She's got a sultry voice while singing, but her masculine speaking voice is terrifically sinister.

The rest of the actors can't compete with her when she comes on to the screen because she comes on like games and never let go of the rope as she swings through the rest of the movie. This has a typical hard boiled narration and a fast pace that can't be beat. Certain scenes look like they were done on a higher budget than the rest of the film. The title is a bit misleading. It should have been named after Cameo's character who springs up my rating with her every appearance. She's not like any of the other platinum blonde vixens who dominated the 50's as Monroe and Mansfield knockoffs.
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Buckle up. This one sucks.
chrisparson8223 December 2001
2:57 A.M. SATURDAY MORNING, NEW YORK CITY.

The eleven-dollar electronic alarm clock read "2:57 AM". The wind blew calmly through the icy concrete streets. Inside, a lone cold beer sat in the fridge with only a ketchup packet and a container of baking soda to keep it company. On the radio for the millionth time was Janis Ian's ode to teenage insecurity, "At seventeen".

It was a Saturday morning and all my dames were out earning their rent money. I was only minutes away from the end of my life... and I didn't even know it.

And I, your ingenuous, sarcastic ruffian couldn't sleep. I thought, "Maybe I'll take a sleeping pill and go back to bed. Yeah."

CLICK!

Instead, I turned on my vintage, American-made Zenith, fired up an American Spirit, and drank my longneck cerveza. On the tube was an old black-and-white B-picture... SQUAD CAR, from 1961. I should have known that "squad car" was English for "waste of time" -- but I was young and foolish at 3 AM. A review in the TV Guide said the words "inept", "eighth-rate" and "instantly forgettable".

But I couldn't see the writing on the wall.

The narrative -- oh, yeah, something about murder and counterfeiting -- dragged on... and... on. Lifeless, hopelessly wooden performances by a cast of professional non-actors made me scream to the heavens above, "Why! Why are you punishing me?! Ahhh!" I tried to change the channel, but the television failed to respond to my request, and I was out of triple-A batteries. With the stength of 47 men, I pulled the plug out of the socket.

But, somehow without electricity, SQUAD CAR kept playing, keeping my newfound Hell on Earth alive and well. I should have known that the director's name --Ed Leftwich -- was English for "Architect of Cinematic Misery".

But I didn't.

After seven minutes and fifty-one seconds of SQUAD CAR, I thought of a way out: I downed that bottle of sleeping pills and ended all of the misery that it caused me. As I sat there, gradually fading out, I saw the end title cards.

I screamed: "Oh my God! The movie -- the misery of SQUAD CAR -- is over!" But, I would have to live with the pain that it has caused me.

"To hell with having my stomach pumped!"

I would rather leave this world with dignity than live as a SQUAD CAR victim.

Please, ladies and gentlemen, stay away from SQUAD CAR -- or it'll run you over, like it did me.
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6/10
MORE THAN COMPETENT...LOW-LOW-BUDGET...CRIME-THRILLER...NOT BAD BUT...
LeonLouisRicci16 April 2024
MORE THAN COMPETENT...LOW-LOW-BUDGET...CRIME-THRILLER...NOT BAD BUT...

From Roughly 1958-62...There was a "Void" in the Entertainment Business and the Over-All "Arts" Community was Seemingly Suffering Creatively by Real and Abstract Reasons.

As is Often the Case, that "Void" was Rebelling Against Itself and Rumblings Started and Finally Exploded.

The Opening for that Long-Looked-For On-Ramp for Outlets to Revive a Return to Greatness and a Lively Format as Entertainment was Now Offered by What Was Called "The British Invasion"...

All Entertainment as Art Changed Rapidly, Drastically, and a Zeitgeist Happened that Now is a Well-Documented "World Event".

In Context, the Aforementioned "Void" is where this Typical 2nd Feature and Low-Low-Budget Movie Found Itself.

It has All the "Tropes" and Signs of a Pop-Culture Entry in the Drive-In and Grind-House Venues.

Historically Movie-Buffs, Pop-Culture Enthusiasts and Researchers Have Found the Non-Mainstream "Exploitation" Genre/Market was a Wild, Weird-World of "Work-for-Hire" Entertainers that Could Not Really Run-Amok,

but did Manage to Take Chances that No Main-Stream, Established, Respected Movie-Studio would Touch.

"Squad Car" Clocking in at 62 min. Circa 1960 was a Watchable, if Not by Any Stretch Remarkable Police-Procedural.

That by Now was Nothing More than a "Devolving", Done-to Death Offering of Film-Noir (stripped of its cutting-edge), TV's "Dragnet" that Beat that Drum so Loudly and So-Often that it No-Longer was Ground-Breaking, just Anesthetizing and Ready for the "Old-Folks-Home".

It was Time for Something More than this Above-Average of its Type,

but Hardly Nothing to Write-About Cheapie that Gave a Prolific "Back-Ground" Actor with Claims of 4-500 Screen Appearances...

Paul Bryar, to Try His Hand as a Finally 'Credited" Actor in the Lead. Along with a 4th Rate Platinum-Blonde Lounge-Act (Vicci Raaf)...

Belting a Few WoW Songs with as Little Lyrics as Possible and a Fancy of a Jazz-Novelty Delivery of Sultry, Salty Lyrics of Not-so-Subtle Sexual Subtext.

She Steals the Show Revealing, Not in Her Sexy Songs, but in Her Acting Abilities and a Force of Feminine Ferociousness to be Reckoned.

Worth a Watch.
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10/10
Beautiful scenery, good music, interesting story...I'd see it again!
betty-davids24 July 2006
I saw this movie in a theater back in the early sixties. At the time, I remember thinking that it was entertaining in the context of a "B" movie. Sure, it wasn't Oscar material, but it did have a story to tell and at no time did I think that it was a waste of time.

I thought that the the film work was quite good and that the music was also good. It was filmed at the Camelback Inn in Scottsdale, Arizona, and I remember thinking what a great setting.

There was no dearth of talent in the making of this movie. I seem to remember Vicki Raaf as appearing in a movie with Marilyn Monroe.

I remember seeing Paul Bryar in a score of television shows in the 60's and 70's as well as a couple of Hitchcock movies. Jimmy Cross also appeared in several TV shows, a Hitchcock movie, and the original Poseidon Adventure.

These people all gave good performances. The writers Flohr and Parsons also had television writing experience.

In conclusion, I would like to say that this show has a place in our film history. Some would even say that it stands with some of Ed Wood's work, but I leave you to judge that.

I just know that I thoroughly enjoyed it 40 years ago and would love to see it again!
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8/10
Low budget but good
Delrvich6 March 2020
Dialogue was good, acting very good. I've seen bad and really bad big budget so I don't understand the low ratings. IMO, sometimes a low budget gives more credibility. Ok, so it's not White Heat, but, it doesn't try to be.
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