Contraband

Less stylish than The Spy in Black, this espionage thriller is more fun, with its tongue-in-cheek plot revelling in Hitchcockian eccentricities. Making atmospheric use of London under the blackout (including a tout hawking electric torches and gas mask cases at Victoria Station), it has its German agents operating from a warehouse packed with patriotic busts of Neville Chamberlain, while hero and heroine tour a series of bizarre nightclubs before rounding up the villains with enthusiastic help from a posse of Danish waiters and carousing rugby players picked up en route. Minor by Powell & Pressburger standards, but most enjoyable.