Very well executed

A brilliant film that helped define a genre

It's a mild crowd pleaser for people who are exhausted by blockbusters.

There is definitely an excellent idea hidden in the background of the film. Unfortunately, it's difficult to find it.

THE ADVENTURES OF P.C. 49 is another cheapie from the Hammer Films stable, released in 1949 alongside seemingly a dozen similar productions. It's based on a popular BBC radio character, a crime-fighting copper who was also in print in the newspapers. Hugh Latimer plays said P.C. 49, a policeman who longs for more excitement than tackling the latest traffic violation. He finds it when he encounters a gang of violent thieves and is singularly placed to tackle them himself. Although this is a cheap story that takes place in just a few different locations, including a greasy spoon cafe, I enjoyed it. It seems to be inspired by the 'Ma Baker gang' who terrorised America in the 1930s and even has a little action to recommend it. Two stalwart supporting actors of the 1950s, Michael Ripper and Martin Benson, turn up in effective tough guy roles and there's some nice peril at the climax too. A sequel, without Latimer, called A CASE FOR P.C. 49, followed.

PC 49, Archibald Berkeley-Willoughby, is walking his beat on a bitterly cold evening. He thinks how quiet and boring his task is; the tedium is broken by his girlfriend Joan who brings him a thermos of coffee. And then a gang of thieves make off with a truck filled with 200 cases of export whiskey, killing the Cullen's Company guard as they flee. Soon thereafter Archie and Joan are having tea at Ma Brady's (not Ma Benson as listed in the IMDb credits) a diner frequented by truck drivers. While there driver Ted Burton sees that his truck filled with a load of cigarettes is being stolen and takes off after the thieves and is unfortunately shot for his efforts. There have been six truck robberies within the month and Archie, taking on the persona of known (and now dead) thug Vince Kelly, infiltrates the gang. The gang's leader, the cold Barney, does not completely trust Archie and tells him that for his first robbery job he will have a partner, a thug named Skinny. Here things get dicey as Skinny was a pal of the real Kelly. Archie also learns that Barney is not the top boss of the gang and he is determined to find out who the real boss is. This is a thoroughly enjoyable B movie. It is suspenseful but also has some humor. One of the funniest bits is when Sgt. Wright meets one of thugs, Fingers, at Ma Brady's. Fingers has the habit of making swans out of tinfoil. Wright sees a swan that Fingers has made and comments on how much his daughter would like the swan. Fingers gives him the swan and when leaving Wright says to him "Thanks for giving me the bird." I don't know if that expression was commonly used then as it is now but if it was, that is quite a risqué, and funny, line. Hugh Latimer and Patricia Cutts were excellent in their roles of Archie and Joan. Joan is refreshingly feisty and willing to weigh into fighting the thieves. The supporting cast is also very good. The show ends on a humorous note as PC 49 returns to walking a beat. I much preferred this movie to its sequel, A Case for PC 49. Good enough to watch a second time.

The previous post has given the complete background details to 49 … 1949 in Britain that is! This was an embryonic Hammer shoe-string production, a companion piece to their equally enjoyable Dick Barton trilogy, and again based on a popular BBC radio series. The standard of film-making was pretty feeble but honest and imho of probable greater social relevance in the final analysis than most other British films made that year, and there were plenty of British high class classics in '49 too.Gangly Metropolitan constable Archibald Berkeley-Willoughby (PC 49) wants to be assigned to special duties to help track down a violent gang of truck hi-jackers stealing fags and booze galore. To this end he frequents all the greasy spoon cafés he can find that lorry drivers stop for a cup of char, especially dear old Ma Brady's. He cannily infiltrates the gang, which amazingly turns out to be the original Brady Bunch, displaying such a level of foresight along the way it's amazing the goodies weren't all shot to pieces well before the end. But as this was aimed at a younger audience it should be apparent right from the off whether good will triumph over bad. Hugh Latimer seemed an odd choice for the job: he looked more convincing playing the baddie in here, and was an uncomfortable woodentop for a lot of his PC scenes, while his girlfriend was well played by Patricia Cutts but with an indelibly painted on smile. The original radio pair Brian Reece as 49 and Joy Shelton as his fiancé thankfully moved in for the sequel.But still indispensable for a window on the mores of a vanished race, and also a nice hour's entertainment for the discerning. Sadly most serious people today would utterly despise this even after watching it assiduously for the hour too! I wish it had been two hours long.

Before "Dixon of Dock Green" there was "PC49",possibly of Dock Green as well,certainly some murky part of a smog bound London where the occasional car-horn was drowned by the sound of goods trains and the sad wail of ships' hooters on the turgid Thames.Created for radio,the character of Archibald Berkeley Willoughby made an uneasy translation to the world of the British "quickie" movie in the late 1940s.For a start Brian Reece who had created the role and had a huge following as a result wasn't used in the film,"49",as he was known,being played by Hugh Latimer.Furthermore, "49"'s part of London existed only in the imagination of the listeners,and bringing it to life on the screen was going to disappoint at least as many of them as it delighted.It would be easy to laugh at the world portrayed in this film,so many of the beliefs,customs and moral attitudes may seem to sophisticated 21st century audiences ridiculously naive or even reactionary.Please bear in mind that the Londoners of 1949 would find the vast majority of our enlightened" beliefs as outrageous as we find theirs.What is regarded as mainstream entertainment they would see as horrifying and obscene.This was an era when cinemas were not allowed to open on a Sunday,it was 3 years before the word "virgin" was allowed to be spoken in a movie(which was immediately awarded an "X" certificate thus guaranteeing it a popularity far in excess of its merit.Viz:-"TheMoon is Blue"). PC 49 himself was a young idealistic Met copper in the days when they wore high collar tunics and were recruited straight from the forces. He was looked up to by the boys at the Youth Club and had the grudging respect of the local ne'er-do-wells.Clean of mind and limb,we would do well to remember that men like him did exist in the bad old days when there was a blame culture and old people weren't locked away in homes the moment they became unproductive. As was the fashion at the time,49 had a fiancée - Joan - and their relationship was all rather jolly and Enid Blyton-ish.Both would have been outraged at any suggestion that they should have sex before marriage -or much of it after marriage probably.In this film she is played by Miss Patricia Cutts on whom I had a bit of a crush since I'd seen her in a "Just William" film.She disappeared from the movies for many years in the mid-fifties before appearing in "Private Road" in 1971 which sadly proved her swansong.She died at the tragically young age of 48 in 1974. 49 was absolutely sure that he was on the side of the angels,no agonising self-doubt for him,if "chummy" needed nicking he got nicked,no fannying about."Out you go,49",Sgt Wright used to say,ushering him from the office on to his beat.And off he went,happily chatting to the coaster mongers and shopkeepers,seeing old ladies across the road and confiscating catapults from schoolboys.As he dreams of hearing a shout of "Stop! Thief!" whereupon he'll take off his helmet and run like the wind with God and Right on his side,,he fades into history along with "Meccano" and "The Schoolboys' Exhibition" and,believe me ,the world is a far poorer place without him.