The Blue Lamp (Ealing Studios; Eagle Lion Classics), a touted import, is a bland, semi-documentary melodrama in praise of the London police. The picture's excitement runs thin compared with the better Hollywood cops & robbers product, and its humor is as heavy as plum pudding, but U.S. moviegoers may be diverted by its foreign flavor.
The bobbies are all benign, high-minded, comradely chaps, as alike as the buttons on a uniform. At home, they grow begonias; in the clubby atmosphere of the station house, they grab spare moments for darts and glee-club practice.
Even the underworld, or at least its old guard, gets...
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