This is a case of yer pays yer money yer takes yer choice. If you have a penchant for Victorian melodramas a la Gaslight then this should be right down your street. The source material is a story by W.W. Jacobs, best known for The Monkey's Paw, and it's the one about the chancer who marries for money and slowly poisons his wife. Alas, a servant in the household is on to him and blackmails him to elevate her position. She has to go too, of course, but suffering a touch of the Lord Lucans he kills the wrong girl, strengthening the position of housemaid Simmons. Meanwhile he lines up affluent Belinda Lee and hatches a plot to make it seem that Simmons has been poisoning him. Pure hokum not made more palatable by a wooden performance by Bill Travers that has to be seen to be believed. Ham Peter Bull phones in a turn as Crown Prosecutor and William Hartnell turns up as another blackmailer. Nothing, alas, can save it.
Review of Footsteps in the Fog
