St. Ives merely confirms a point: eliminate gratuitous, offensive and overdone violence from a dull and plodding film story, and all you’ve got left is a dull and plodding film.
The production stars Charles Bronson as an ex-police reporter involved with wealthy crime dilettante John Houseman and partner Jacqueline Bisset. J. Lee Thompson’s direction is functional.
Barry Beckerman wrote the script from an Oliver Bleeck novel, The Procane Chronicle. Plot injects Bronson as go-between in recovery for some stolen Houseman papers, but every time the ransom is to be delivered, somebody dies.
Plot progress is marred by lots of month-old red herrings. Film is careful to show that Bronson’s character doesn’t need pistols.