Albert J. Cohen’s production is concerned with a TV crime show. A good cast, headed by Edward G. Robinson, a satisfactory murder-mystery script [based on a novel by Max Simon Ehrlich] and nicely valued direction by Jack Arnold make for an okay unfoldment of the melodramatics.
Robinson, frustrated researcher, and John Forsythe, writer, are responsible for the Crime of the Week program being televised each week. Both are being taken for money by Kathleen Hughes, TV actress, who is blackmailing Forsythe because of his summer dalliance with her while his wife was away, and bleeding Robinson on the strength of his infatuation for her.
The blonde blackmailer is killed and her death becomes the subject of a show, with her estranged husband apparently the patsy.
Robinson gives an excellent account of the frustrated researcher who feels his true worth isn’t appreciated, and Forsythe comes over well as the writer. Hughes turns on the obvijous s.a. for her hard-boiled role and brings it off neatly.