I had never heard of Charles Davis, but he directed GET OUTTA TOWN with a sense of purpose, dynamic sequences and crisp dialogue in a strong script by Bob Welling.
I had also never heard of Douglas Wilson, the male lead, but his broken boxer-like nose lends him authenticity.
The female characters are quite interesting: Wilson, playing good for nothing criminal Kelly Olesen - a Nordic surname - has a mother who looks and talks like an Italian, and she has no time for her prodigal son. I came away with the impression that she was the most fatale of all the femmes in the movie.
Cute Jeanne Baird used to be Olesen's girl but in his protracted absence in the docks of San Francisco she took up with his younger brother, who got iced by some bad company that Olesen used to keep. Like his mother - who even lives in the same building - Baird does not want to give him the time of day.
Perhaps the most eye-catching female is dishy Marilyn O'Connor playing the cheating wife of Ricco, the thug who Olesen used to hang around with to perpetrate robberies and other felonies. O'Connor just can't keep her hands off Olesen, to add to all the problems piling up on his lap.
Olesen is trying to tell mother, former girlfriend, the law, and even his former partners in crime that he is a changed man - but not even the cops who cannot pin any crime on him want him in town.
Boasting competent cinematography and a cast of unknowns, this unpretentious short 63' C grade flick moves along at breakneck speed - alas, the downside robbing it of 3 stars is the pointless, open ending that left me feeling like a mouse running in a perpetually turning wheel. Too much ado for nothing.