Producers: Robert S. Baker and Monty Berman. (Available on a very good Odeon Entertainment DVD). A Tempean Production, made at Alliance Film Studios. Released in the U.S.A. through Kramer-Hyams Films. New York opening at the Normandie: 4 April 1953. U.K. release through Eros: 5 January 1953. Australian release through British Empire Films: 16 September 1954. Sydney opening as a support at the State Theatre. 7,581 feet. 84 minutes. Censored to 7,517 feet in Australia.U.S. release title: Murder Will Out. SYNOPSIS: Three people are suspected of a murder. One of them is a self-styled literary genius. Another is an unsuccessful writer who, in the course of the action, achieves great acclaim by reading his stories on the radio. Plot sound familiar? Indeed it is. It's an obvious variant on "The Unsuspected" directed and produced by Michael Curtiz at Warner Brothers in 1947, starring Claude Rains as the literary broadcaster.COMMENT: John Gilling's direction rates not quite as high on the inventive scale as usual, as he is a trifle too respectful to his own script — an ingeniously complicated thriller with a well- thought- out climax.Nonetheless, the acting throughout scores a commendably high standard, though the lovely Valerie Hobson is not always too attractively photographed.OTHER VIEWS: This long drawn-out murder mystery fails to keep up the suspense despite its many twists... Valerie Hobson goes through most of the film with a fixed, impish smile. — M.F.B.A slickly calculated whodunit, engrossing all the way... James Robertson Justice is excellent, Valerie Hobson is beautiful and sensitive in this tense, innuendo-filled, meticulously woven thriller. — A. H. Weiler in The New York Times.

This is a film populated with unlikable people — we can't even fully sympathize with Hugh(Edward Underdown) because he is too weak to resist a particular professional temptation — he clearly possesses SOME principles about this, but allows himself to be steamrollered in a fashion that strains credibility. James Robertson Justice's performance delivers a little fun, and his jaded character at least comes off more believably than anyone else's except perhaps his butler's. Valerie Hobson plays what is probably the single most unsympathetic role of her entire career, seemingly without fully realizing it. This film walks a rather uncertain wobbly line between noir and an awkward romantic story. In neither category does it "land" with any conviction, despite the calibre of the actors involved.While I didn't like anyone in the story and the entire proceeding feels highly incredible in every detail, I suppose it's still entertaining enough for one viewing if you've nothing better to do. It's a not unpleasant little diversion, attractively made but with little distinction to the story it is telling.

Murder Will Out opens with, what else, a murder. Specifically of a woman who had an involvement with three men, struggling author Edward Underdown, publisher Henry Kendall, and successful author James Robertson Justice self described as the Field Marshal of English Letters. Robertson Justice is married quite unhappily to Valerie Hobson who shows quite a bit of her most famous screen character Estella from Great Expectations.Hobson takes her character from Dickens, but Robertson Justice is a British version of Waldo Lydecker from Laura. Mix these two together and you've got the recipe of an English murder mystery with some real bite and a few clever plot twists in the end.All three of the men and possibly Hobson have some good reason to murder the victim. None of the men have a satisfactory alibi for the time of the murder so Scotland Yard in the persons of Inspector Garry Marsh and Sergeant Sam Kydd have only to wait it out, watch and observe, and see if this resolves itself.Like some of our B films you occasionally find a real nugget among them and Murder Will Out, a quota quickie over in the UK, definitely fills that bill.You will particularly love what James Robertson Justice and Valerie Hobson do with their characters. If you're a fan of English murder mysteries this one is a hidden gem.

Three people are suspected by Scotland Yard of killing convicted blackmailer Jean Bridges (unaccredited). The people in question are struggling author Hugh Allen (Edward Underdown) whom was going out with the murdered woman but it broke off due to unhappy circumstances. Allen's publisher Ronald Parker (Henry Kendall) is also a possible candidate because Jean Bridges blackmailed him out of three-thousand pounds whilst she was working as his secretary and finally there's the arrogant play write Jonathan Roach (James Robertson Justice) whom also knew the dead girl, but is very vague about his acquaintance with her. Inspector Thornton (Garry Marsh) discovers that none of these men have satisfactory alibis for the time of the murder so he decides to shadow these people and wait for the guilty party to give himself away. Meanwhile, Hugh Allen has fallen in love with Roach's wife Alycia (Valerie Hobson) and in order to boost her new lover's flagging career, she persuades her husband to let Allen be the narrator of his new radio serial "The Voice Of Merill". Roach agrees as he doesn't want his name associated with the stories and Alycia then suggests that she and Allen commit a fraud and claim the works as their own. She is confident that they can get away with it as her husband has a chronic heart condition and can't live for much longer. He dies but not before he has discovered what Alycia and Hugh are up to. By bribing Ronald Parker whom is in financial trouble, Roach concocts a nasty posthumous revenge that involves them both in a murder plot...I was attracted to watch The Voice Of Merrill because it was an early work by director John Gilling, who would subsequently go on to direct two of the very best Hammer horrors, The Plague Of The Zombies and The Reptile. Before that he was a very prolific director of quota quickies such as this one, which was very much the case for another of Hammer's best directors, Terence Fisher. A number of these early efforts by these guys seem very interesting but rather frustratingly have proved to be practically untraceable. Of those I have been able to see (thanks to the wonders of satellite television) have varied in quality. In this case, The Voice Of Merill, is one of Gilling's better early efforts.It was produced for a mere £25.000 as a quota quickie, but obvious care was taken with the photography and the set work and on its merits the picture was elevated to co-feature status on its release in 1952. Gilling directs from his own script here and he turns in a very fine little picture with great suspense and a fantastic twist at the end. There's an edge of seat scene near the end where Alycia thinks she's killed her husband by spiking his Port with poison. She left the room and returned to find him lying dead. When Inspector Thornton informs her that an autopsy will be required she's in hysterics. However, when Thornton returns after the postmortem it transpires that it was his heart that gave out. Alycia can't understand why the poison didn't show in the autopsy and her butler then informs her that he was clearing up a stain on the carpet, which indicates that the wine was spilt before Roach died. She is overjoyed and thinks they've got away with it but there was more to Roach's scheme that met the eye.In addition, Gilling had a marvelous cast here and Valerie Hobson as the unhappy wife Alycia and James Robertson Justice as the obnoxious and self-centered play write Jonathan Roach are standout. Very few of the quota quickies from this period are anything special in terms of acting, direction, writing or suspense so this is a refreshing change from what one would normally expect of this medium.