Strongroom

"Strongroom" is a classic example of how a supposedly insignificant "B" film, can catch the viewers attention, and hold onto it like a vice. Of many such films produced in the UK, during the mid-50's/early 60's, it is quite probably the best. The story, outlined by other reviewers, is quite novel and the acting is generally top notch, given the film's limited budget. The script, and more importantly the direction, is absolutely first class and Vernon Sewell does an excellent job in cranking up the tension throughout the film. The ending is hard-hitting and unexpected. All-in-all, a super little movie that won't disappoint anyone who seeks it out.

I had never heard of Vernon Sewell until I found this masterpiece on YouTube in June 2018. I discovered a great director and I want to see all his films, he has 41 credits as a director. This movie is excellent in all respects: story, direction, actors, the way it was filmed. The actors are not big names but they are all very good. Derren Nesbitt is still distinguished as Griff.

i came across this old gem a couple of years back and taped it off the t.v. It's an old black and white bank robbery film. The robbers plan a one-off bank robbery, but it doesn't quite go to plan after they lock two hostages in a safe. Their guilty consciences get the better of them, and they return to the scene. Simple, exciting tale that i can watch time and again.

STRONGROOM is a simple and straightforward thriller that manages to pack oodles of tension into its brief running time. It was helmed by B-movie maestro Vernon Sewell who had a long career throughout the 1940s and beyond making B-movie thrillers before ending his career in schlock horror with the likes of CURSE OF THE CRIMSON ALTER and BURKE & HARE.

This tale is a simple one about the usual bank robber antiheroes who rob a bank and lock a couple of employees in a vault. However, the twists of the plot mean that they quickly realise that the employees will die if they don't rescue them, and this against-the-clock tale unfolds alongside a typical police procedural investigation.

STRONGROOM benefits from a compelling performance from Derren Nesbitt as the chief robber; he brings a ruthless, sweaty streak to the role and makes this quite compulsive watching. And there's always plenty of suspense to be had from a "running out of air" storyline such as this; the ending is particularly strong.

The supreme accolade for a 'B' film is that so many cinemas should choose to show it as a main feature, and it gets translated into at least one foreign language - the case with this production.

You can't help noticing how tiny the budget must have been. Just a handful of modest room-sets, no location work, no special effects, no big-name stars (even Derren Nesbitt was probably not bankable as early as this). Yet its smallness is its strength. We are able to focus on an average English town living the second-division life. A group of three gangsters, somewhat out of their depth, try to exploit the quiet holiday period to pull-off their one and only robbery before going straight. According to plan, one of them bluffs his way into a bank, wearing postman's uniform, before letting-in the other two, and they tie up the manager and his secretary who are alone in the building. But they hadn't thought about the office cleaners who would naturally come on duty at a quiet time like this, so the gang has no choice but to lock their two captives in the strongroom that they've just burgled.

Driving off, they realize that the unfortunate couple will soon run out of air, so they have to devise a plan to enable the cops to get hold of the strongroom keys in time to rescue them. Otherwise the robbery charge they were risking could turn into a murder charge (which could still have meant the gallows in 1962).

This is where the suspense begins, with alternating scenes of the manager and secretary trying to break out of their prison, and the gang trying to engineer their release without giving themselves up. There is great ingenuity in the plotting of this drama, far above the standard 'B'-film level. It is truly involving to watch a mortuary attendant announcing that they'll have to wait for the keys until he gets the coroner's report, while the two captives are only minutes from suffocating. And the same when the manager's friends briefly wonder why such a punctual man should have missed their lunch-date, but eventually decide it's not worth investigating. It is these little sub-plots that drive the story to such effect. But the surprise-ending is too masterly to be disclosed here.

Derren Nesbitt, a dead ringer for Richard Burton, both in looks and in the blend of charm and menace, is brilliantly cast as the dominant gang-member, persuading a nervous young Keith Faulkner not to cut-and-run and just leave the captives to their fate. There is no leading lady in the full sense, but Ann Lynn as the secretary makes the most of her few opportunities. (She was just divorcing Antony Newley at the time, over a little local difficulty called Joan Collins.) The script is generally convincing, except for the gossip between the two young charladies, which comes a little too close to a pastiche of downmarket girlie-chat (though the topical references to consumer advertising are significant), and the mortuary attendant is rather too plodding as the official who insists on following regulations.