The fifties seemed to be a propitious decade for entertaining British crime thrillers, and the briskly-paced 'Home to Danger' is a more than adequate time waster, and for Guy Rolfe fans it's an especially piquant treat, as he is on deliciously dashing form as the suave Robert Irving who heroically assists the beautifully distressed damsel Barbara Cummings (Rona Anderson) in her increasingly dangerous quest to discover the rather sinister truth behind her father's apparently motiveless suicide, as not too long after the reading of the will, the tenacious duo of Barbara and Robert dizzyingly find themselves murkily embroiled in a delightfully twisted tale of greatly nefarious duplicity, murderously inclined dope-fiends, and one diabolically despicable, moustache-twirling villain leaves little room for tedium in the iconic Hammer Films director's frequently rollicking, enjoyably old fashioned murder mystery, with tall, debonair matinee idol guy Rolfe making for a withering handsome, stoically sleuthing, straight-shooting hero, and it would be enormously remiss of me to omit the fine character work by future British acting icon Stanley Baker.