Nowhere to Go

Alright, maybe it doesn’t quite deserve four stars—the obvious fake backdrops in some of the “exterior” scenes were hard to ignore, and the story had its flaws. But honestly, I had a good time watching it, even though I couldn’t bring myself to root for the main “hero.” He could’ve earned some points with me, but he completely lost them when he didn’t even bother to close that damn fridge. That really ticked me off—what an inconsiderate jerk! The real standout for me was Maggie Smith’s character, Bridget Howard, teetering on the edge of the moral slippery slope. At just 24, she brought a lot of charm to the role. People sometimes tell me there’s no point in watching old films, but this one proves otherwise. Unlike a lot of British black-and-white crime films from that era, this kept me entertained the whole way through, and the ending didn’t disappoint. So, I decided to be a bit more generous with my rating. / Lesson learned: Sometimes a warm prison cell is better than a cold, bleak moor. (09/11/2024)