Good British noir Others have told the story - the junk dealer wants his son to be a gentleman, and an architect, but the son is sent down from Oxford for reasons unspecified. Son Julius then falls in with some crooks, while his wife gets a job as secretary to a diamond merchant. Well, you can guess what happens. But there are a couple of twists at the end and a very dramatic finish.
As always, I love the authentic feel of grimy old London. The junk in the shop has flowed into the house (watched over by Thora Hird in a small role). Charles Victor, memorable in The Woman in Question, puts on a convincing Italian accent as the deluded dad.
It is very well shot, with high contrast and dark shadows, especially in the last scenes. Unfortunately the sound is not very good. I kept missing lines of dialogue, so turned on the subtitles. Unfortunately the subtitler had not been able to hear all the dialogue either, resorting to (MUMBLES) and confusing the names of Rosselli and Marcella. Some lines came out as a complete word salad.
Michael Ward is good as Cornelius the educated sales assistant in the antique shop. Mr Big the gangster taunts him for smelling of roses, Julius calls him "that Victorian gramophone", and Mr Rosselli reminds everybody that Cornelius is fond of his mother. Perhaps his maltreatment is intended to show us these characters' true natures, however charming or paternal they appear to be.
But wouldn't the police arrest Mrs Rosselli too, instead of just leaving her in the street? Will she find happiness with the policeman? Will she take over the antiques business?