StunnaKrypto Self-important, over-dramatic, uninspired.

WillSushyMedia This movie was so-so. It had it's moments, but wasn't the greatest.

filippaberry84 I think this is a new genre that they're all sort of working their way through it and haven't got all the kinks worked out yet but it's a genre that works for me.

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

Alex da Silva We have Nigel Patrick as a spiv on the loose in Lahndun Tahn (London Town), know wot I mean? He runs the black market operations but things have taken a turn for the worse as a girl is murdered and the finger of blame is pointed at his boss Joseph Calleia (Sugiani). Fashion reporter Carole Landis (Linda) puts it upon herself to bring down the bad guys.Unfortunately, there is a comedy thread which runs throughout this film and this takes away any real tension from proceedings. Landis delivers wisecracks with extreme confidence in her encounters with the bad guys and this just doesn't ring true. She plays it wrong. She should be scared. After all, this gang has no problem with bumping off females - there are a total of 3 female casualties by the end of this film. Whilst the approach of Landis is wrong, the acting of two of the main characters is appalling - step forward wet lettuce Derek Parr (Jumbo) as boyfriend to Landis and Ruth Nixon (Annie) as girlfriend of Calleia. These characters join Landis in the land of the unconvincing. Parr does not convince as a character who can command any respect whatsoever and Nixon received no further roles of note. The best in the cast is the spiv and we do get some funny lines, especially from him. However, the story is just nonsense, especially the plan for the good guys to recruit everyone at the gym to foil the gangsters. In reality, they'd all be part of the gangster set-up.The film has a running time of 76 minutes on imdb. Not true - it's at least 15 minutes longer than this.

bkoganbing In her next to last film Carole Landis goes across the pond with Joseph Calleia to star in this British production The Silk Noose. Landis plays a Lois Lane type reporter who is doing an expose of the post war English black market. The United Kingdom may have won the war, but the country was still without a lot of basic goods and rationing was still strict by the new Labour government.Try as I might I could not wrap myself around the concept of an Italian running London's black market, especially with regard to the recent war with Italy. Still Calleia as always is one smooth operator who unfortunately has a temper with regard to bad publicity. Which is what Landis plans to give him.Her ally is London cop Derek Farr who was a former commando in the late war. In a rather extralegal maneuver he gets the participation of some of London's boxing clubs as his raiding party. That's something that sure wouldn't fly on this side of the pond. Nigel Patrick is on hand as Calleia's right hand man and Stanley Holloway is a somewhat compromised police inspector. The treatment here is most uneven and what should be atmospheric is somewhat dull.

MARIO GAUCI Being vaguely aware of this obscure British noir, I had acquired it a few years ago from a film buff friend of mine (who also happens to be an award-winning lyricist) following a biography shown on local TV of Maltese film actor Joseph Calleia. It had not occurred to me to include the film in my ongoing Thriller marathon; however, I could not very well leave it out once I read, just a couple of days ago, an article about "Time Out"'s recent "100 Best British Films" in which contributor/French film director Bertrand Tavernier bemoaned there not being enough room in his Top 10 list for, among others, NOOSE! I was under the mistaken impression that the copy I got was of inferior quality which would not best be suited for display on my 40" monitor which is why I watched it on a much smaller screen but, as it turned out, the film did get released on DVD in the UK.Adapted from his own stage play by Welsh writer Richard Llewellyn (best-known for having penned John Ford's 1941 Oscar-laden HOW GREEN WAS MY VALLEY), the film largely escapes its theatrical roots thanks to Greville's admirably Expressionistic direction that should have earned it a much better reputation (even among fans of the genre and film buffs in general) virtually comparable to that nowadays enjoyed by Alberto Cavalcanti's THEY MADE ME A FUGITIVE (1947) and Jules Dassin's similarly Soho-set NIGHT AND THE CITY (1950; with a wrestling back-drop to NOOSE's prizefighting milieu)! Actually, I do think there is a reason for this neglect since, rather than the relentless post-war bleakness and realism associated with this type of film, there is a welcome air of theatricality (in the acting) and light-heartedness (in the comic incidents that crop up intermittently).Carole Landis, who for some reason is forever losing her shoes, is a bit too jovial for a noir heroine; ironically, she would die a suicide later in the year, after completing BRASS MONKEY (1948), another genre effort which I hope to acquire (and include) in my current schedule. Derek Farr, too, is a bland leading man – though, as already mentioned, he manages to organize a boxing outfit into efficient opposition to the gangsters involved. On the other hand, Joseph Calleia has one of his better roles: atypically, he received before-the-title billing for this rare foray to the U.K. (incidentally, at the time, our native country was a British colony) and is constantly breaking into Italian and singing operatic arias; though something of a caricature (especially in those scenes featuring his luscious starlet protégée Carol Van Derman), his is an impressive performance regardless. Despite figuring way down in the cast list, Nigel Patrick is really the protagonist as Calleia's right-hand man: he brings such manic energy to the role that it would not be amiss in a screwball comedy!; in fact, on the strength of this, I managed to get hold of Patrick's intriguing self-directed religious parable JOHNNY NOBODY (1961). Stanley Holloway, then, tackles an unusually serious role as the cop on Calleia's trail, while Hay Petrie gives a memorably chilling portrayal as Calleia's combination of private barber and assassin (actually looking a bit like Claude Rains!).One last thing: I watched this very late at night, believing it to be just 76 minutes long as given on the IMDb: presumably, this duration alludes to the U.S. release print that was re-titled THE SILK NOOSE – being a reference to Petrie's murder 'weapon'; however, the copy I acquired turned out to be the full-length British version running 98 minutes.

bob the moo American journalist Linda Medbury may be on the staff of a London newspaper to cover the fashion column but this is not going to stop her covering other stories that she comes across. However when she gets onto the extensive racket run by Sugiani, nobody can convince her of the plain and simple fate that has come to anyone who has gone toe-to-toe with his operation. So while Linda continues to work to expose Sugiani for who he is, her military boyfriend Captain "Jumbo" Hyde gathers many men as he can from his associates to protect her in place of a police force defeated before they begin by corruption.This summer the BBC delivered a season of British films and, to their credit it was not the usual parade of Dam Busters, Zulu and other Bank Holiday favourites but rather an interesting mix of films that are rarely seen. With 26 votes to its name on this site, it is perhaps fair to say that The Noose was one of these. The style of the film is a bit mixed. At times it appears to be every inch a British version of the American gangster film but then at others it is more of a comedy with cheeky chappy clichés kicking around in the shadows. As a result it doesn't totally hang together and I found myself distracted and my interest broken up by the inconsistent tone.However it is still of interest and does have scenes of value. We do get moments that are easily comparable with the strongest from American noir and we do get amusing characters that remind us where we are but again, these things seem to be working against one another. Gréville's direction is good in regards working with his cinematographer but in terms of solving the issues over the narrative flow, he cannot. Nor can the cast either, and many of them seem to be in different films unfortunately. Landis is enjoyable in the lead – she has what the experts would call "spunk" and it brought a bit of spark to the film. Farr is no more than serviceable and sadly the film sags when he is the focus. Calleia is a solid villain but the problem is that he isn't playing it straight and tough and he has an air of flamboyance about him. There is nothing wrong with him in this regard it is just that, within this film it is Nigel Patrick that dominates that sort of area with a wonderfully comic caricature that he works well.An interesting film to see then for its attempts to do what it does within a British context but it is the inability to either hold a consistent tone or blend the different ones successfully that sees it be a lesser film than I would have hoped. I would have liked to be able to praise it on account of it being obscure and thus me looking cool but as it is it is interesting but not all that great.