The Devil's Agent is a spy thriller that I thought pleasant viewing, at least the first half of it (it loses momentum after the mid-point), though it never gets very thrilling. The lead is played by Peter Van Eyck, who is really not a good fit as a leading man--too shallow and one-note. When Van Eyck and Christopher Lee bump into each other in a train station in the opening scene, greeting each other as old school chums who are delighted to see each other after these many years, the palpable lack of warmth between these two cold fish can't help but make the scene seem unreal, almost verging on a Saturday Night Live skit.
In my opinion, there are only four really interesting things about the movie. First, the credits give Hans Habe, the author of the novel that is the source of the picture the TINIEST credit I have ever seen in any movie. This must be an interesting story behind this; he must've done something that really pissed off one of the producers (probably Artur Brauner).
The three other interesting things are the performances of Billie Whitelaw as a bar girl in a strange Budapest night club, Helen Cherry as Chris Lee's sister, and Marius Goring as a German general. Whitelaw's idiosyncratic performance is a case of a fine actress trying to do more with a stock part than it warrants, so that her sexy-sensitive-enigmatic B-girl seems all but surreal with her unconvincing Hungarian accent, fake laugh and sudden inappropriate smiling it seems too much like a trying-to-do-everything acting class exercise. It's hard to believe that even a naive and horny guy like Van Eyck is playing would not be on his guard against her. The scene ends with her bending over him in a way that is both sexy-maternal and kind of vampirish. Odd as it is, this scene is the highlight of the movie, for me at least. In the same scene, I noticed that when she tells Van Eyck that four people sitting at at nearby table are "the leaders of the Communist Party in Budapest," they make the mistake of cutting in a few shots of them that are almost laughable--four very ordinary looking Irish extras, none of whom look like they could be leaders of anything.
I will say that director John Paddy Carstairs and art director Tony Inglis do a good job of creating a seedy middle-European ambiance on what must have been a limited budget. The English actress Helen Cherry plays Christopher Lee's dignified but warm and charming older sister with real distinction. The only thing is she maybe expends too much "warmth" toward the cold and remote Van Eyck not to seem a bit suspicious. An interesting performance though.
