It might be bad but it's still a watchable enough British B-movie of the period - and at least less unintentionally funny than 'K-9' (which was MEANT to be funny).
Proficient enough as an unvarnished crime thriller filler, with the dog being trained in an effort to assist a fresh-faced copper hunt down a cop-killing burglar fiend, the film strays too far into anthropomorphic territory when the PC's girlfriend becomes jealous of the pooch. Otherwise it's heavy handed business as usual, right down to the patronising depiction of the struggling-but-otherwise-rosy working-class household.
Director Twist had a steady career as a competent editor of many distinguished British films throughout the 30s, which seemed to come to an abrupt end at the end of the decade. Quite why he abandoned it for a sporadic and ineffectual career in direction is a mystery - it can't have been the war as he had a significant hand in a number of films during the early 40s.
Proficient enough as an unvarnished crime thriller filler, with the dog being trained in an effort to assist a fresh-faced copper hunt down a cop-killing burglar fiend, the film strays too far into anthropomorphic territory when the PC's girlfriend becomes jealous of the pooch. Otherwise it's heavy handed business as usual, right down to the patronising depiction of the struggling-but-otherwise-rosy working-class household.
Director Twist had a steady career as a competent editor of many distinguished British films throughout the 30s, which seemed to come to an abrupt end at the end of the decade. Quite why he abandoned it for a sporadic and ineffectual career in direction is a mystery - it can't have been the war as he had a significant hand in a number of films during the early 40s.