Not as salacious as the title (or the poster) would imply. Dors plays more of a naive young ingénue, manipulated by the dastardly Peter Reynolds, rather than the femme fatale I was expecting, but even so, she's still the highlight in this decent thriller-cum-noir-lite. There are one or two scenes that stand out, including a fun Se7en-style "don't open the box!" sequence and an exciting finale, but nothing really spectacular.

Rather tepid. Dors brings a certain pouty splendor to her debut, and Reynolds' character has to be one of the screen's alltime weaseliest villains. Brent's acting becomes so naturalistic (especially later, when he's on the lam) that we almost seem to be watching him rehearse his lines while they're in the middle of blocking. Once again, ludicrously out-of-place music for the titles sequence.