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My Brother's Keeper |
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My Brother's Keeper - 1948 | 96 mins | Drama | B&WThe Production TeamDirector: Alfred Roome. Asst Director: Bob Attwooll. Producer: Anthony Darnborough. Production Supervisor: Sydney Box. Script: Frank Harvey Jnr. (from a story by Maurice Wiltshire) Cinematography: Gordon Lang. Art Direction: George Provis. Editing: A. Charles Knott and Esmond Seal. Make-Up Artist: W.T. Partleton. Costume Designer: Julie Harris. Sound/Sound Designer: B.C. Sewell. Music: London Symphony Orchestra. Music Composition: Clifton Parker. Music Direction: John Hollingsworth. |
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The CastJack Warner
- George Martin George Cole - Willie Stannard Jane Hylton - Nora Lawrence Bill Owen - Syd Evans David Tomlinson - Ronnie Waring Yvonne Owen - Meg Waring Raymond Lovell - Wainwright Beatrice Varley - Mrs. Martin Amy Veness - Mrs. Gully Brenda Bruce - Winnie Forman Susan Shaw - Beryl |
Plot SynopsisTwo prisoners on their way to a West Country jail have escaped handcuffed together. One, George Martin (Jack Warner), is a hardened criminal; his companion Willie (George Cole) is a simple-minded youth who declares he is innocent of the crime for which he is awaiting trial. Martin steals a corporal's uniform and passes Willie off as a deserter in his charge. They make their way to a garage owned by friendly Nora Lawrence, who gives them a night's shelter. Next morning, while filing their handcuffs apart in a lonely cottage, they are disturbed by a man with a sporting gun. Martin has no compunction in killing him. A little later, their handcuffs broken, he deserts Willie. Meanwhile, the police hunt has been joined by Ronald Waring, whose news-editor disdains the fact that Ronald is on his honeymoon. While he is being shaved in a barber's shop Martin finds. himself sitting next to the local police sergeant. Then, seeking refuge in a chapel, he. is recognised by the sergeant's wife while Willie gives himself up and is charged with the sportsman's murder. Martin telephones his wife for money. A sympathetic taxi-driver drives her from London to bring it to him. They arrive as the fugitive is cornered in the woods. With the police on three sides, he makes a final bid for freedom by entering a minefield. Watched by reporters, sightseers, his wife, and Nora, he nimbly picks his way. Suddenly there is a, flash, a roar, a spout of smoke; the pursuit is over. |
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