This has happened frequently in the movies, and it always happens again. The chief attraction here though is the ladies. Lois Maxwell is perfect as the professional woman who is scared to death of the return of her former husband, who has escaped from prison, after having been sentenced for a number of years for a stipulated murder, of which he has no memory, since the shock of it brought him amnesia. The other lady is Kay Kendall in an early role as the becoming wife of Paul Henreid, who is a lawyer who is asked to assist the fugitive, an artist, by a colleague of his, another artist, who believes he is innocent, and they both find it plausible that he has escaped from prison only to search out the real murderer. All they have as a lead is a few sketches by the fugitive, who never forgot the face of the murderer and made quite a number of sketches of his face. It is a small but highly efficient thriller, as the suspense keeps towering up throughout the film, culminating in a party towrds the end with everyone there, also both Lois Maxwell and Kay Kendall. Paul Henreid makes a good gentlemanly performance as always, but the chief attraction is the two ladies. Lois Maxwell was quite an actress, and Kay Kendall, soon the wife of Rex Harrison, would crown her career as the greatest comedienne British cinema has ever seen.
