One of those strange, unwieldy and rural amateur efforts that sometimes crop up in the early days of British cinema, I MET A MURDERER is notable for its winning and sympathetic performances stemming from the casting of the excellent James Mason in the lead role. He plays a farmer harried by his nagging wife, a woman who bumps off his sheepdog in a moment of cruelty. Mason snaps and kills her in turn before being forced to go on the run. It's hardly Hitchcock, but the photography is basic and nice and the rural surrounds very well filmed. This is a film that also has an air of earnest quirkiness to it which works in its favour.
Review of I Met a Murderer
