Six Bridges to Cross is supposed to be based on the famous Brinks Payroll robbery but bears hardly the slightest resemblance to that celebrated case (for one thing the police still don't have a clue as to who the criminals were and they are still at large) which was obviously used purely as a publicity gimmick to sucker the unwary into seeing what is essentially a very, very familiar gangster yarn - in fact it is probably the oldest chestnut in the business and has been used before in scores and scores of much more worthy films than this pretentious little bit of hoke.
For all the touting in the Foreword about filming in Boston, there is very little of Boston that gets onto the screen and what there is is so ordinary and un-unique the film might as well have been lensed in downtown Los Angeles.
Admittedly, Pevney's direction in the street sequences with Sal Mineo is a shade more inventive than his usual humble standard and the photography has an attractive sheen, but once Curtis comes in, almost everything goes back to so-so!
Mind you, there's a bit of routine action excitement, but there's also lots of talk with the stars jadedly going through their usual paces, Nader with furrowed brow, Curtis with winning smile, Jay C. Flippen laying down the law. Julie Adams has so small a part it's impossible to judge, yet the excellent girls playing Maggie the Screwball and Virginia Stewart don't figure in the end credits at all!
Production values are very moderate. Pace is fair, but action climax is not much and film is lucky to get 6 out of 10.
For all the touting in the Foreword about filming in Boston, there is very little of Boston that gets onto the screen and what there is is so ordinary and un-unique the film might as well have been lensed in downtown Los Angeles.
Admittedly, Pevney's direction in the street sequences with Sal Mineo is a shade more inventive than his usual humble standard and the photography has an attractive sheen, but once Curtis comes in, almost everything goes back to so-so!
Mind you, there's a bit of routine action excitement, but there's also lots of talk with the stars jadedly going through their usual paces, Nader with furrowed brow, Curtis with winning smile, Jay C. Flippen laying down the law. Julie Adams has so small a part it's impossible to judge, yet the excellent girls playing Maggie the Screwball and Virginia Stewart don't figure in the end credits at all!
Production values are very moderate. Pace is fair, but action climax is not much and film is lucky to get 6 out of 10.