Directed by Montgomery Tully; produced by Anthony Hinds
Bill Rogers is a major in the United States Air Force, living with his wife in England. He and his wife, Katie (Elsie Albiin), become estranged, due to his extended assignment back in the U.S. When he returns to London, he has just enough time to confront his spouse before he is knocked unconscious and Katie murdered. Because he had flown to England without leave, Rogers has just 36 hours before his absence is discovered - and that’s the amount of time he has to find his wife’s killer.
Dan Duryea became famous playing villains, sometimes murderous crooks or conniving thieves, other times just untrustworthy jerks. But he was known in Hollywood as the “nicest heel” in the business, because his real life and personality were such contrasts to his on-screen work. He was happily married for 35 years, enjoyed quiet hobbies such as gardening, and was active in the community, especially in relation to his children, attending parent-teacher meetings and working as a scoutmaster.
In 36 Hours, he has one of his few (possibly the only) unmitigated good-guy rôles. Though one reviewer wrote that Duryea didn’t have the face for a hero, he nonetheless acquits himself well. It helps that his character, though a decent man, is beset by frustration and grief, giving him a bit of an edge. Even so, Duryea is credible and sympathetic.
The other actors are good, including Ann Gudrun as Jenny. Under her real name - Gudrun Ure - she achieved some fame in later years as the star of the children’s television series SuperGran. A young Kenneth Griffith plays a highly strung would-be avenger, while John Chandos lends menacing support in an effective way. He would do so as well in The Long Memory, also released in 1953. Harold Lang is also in both 36 Hours and The Long Memory, playing a similar character in each: his sardonic face and languid sleaze make him a watchable accomplice.
The writing is adequate. There are some unexplained items, such as why a U.S. Air Force officer would decide to live permanently in England. Armed forces personnel make their lives where their service sends them, and there would be no guarantee that the Rogers’ home in London would be used for years. And why couldn’t Katie accompany her husband on his assignment in the U.S.? The writer may not have been familiar with London’s topography: Rogers catches a ride into town and the driver tells him that he can take him as far as Hammersmith, after which he can take a cab into London. Hammersmith is an inner borough of London, so the addendum about a ‘cab into London’ isn’t what a native would say. And why did Rogers take a pistol with him to meet Katie? These complaints about the script are surprising, as Steve Fisher was an accomplished writer of short stories and screenplays, the latter including I Wake Up Screaming and Dead Reckoning. He was nominated for an Oscar for writing Destination Tokyo.
The worst of the script is Jenny’s decision to help Rogers. She has no reason to do so, and admits as much. With a little effort, the writer could have added something that made her doubt the fugitive’s guilt. Even if she had connected it to the fact that she runs a mission for those in need of assistance, it would have provided some credibility. It is, however, a cliche that every man on the run has to be abetted by a pretty girl.
While it could have been better, 36 Hours (pointlessly retitled Terror Street for American distribution) is a fair crime drama, rather predictable, but entertaining because of Duryea, Chandos and others’
performances.
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