Develiker terrible... so disappointed.

Aedonerre I gave this film a 9 out of 10, because it was exactly what I expected it to be.

Dirtylogy It's funny, it's tense, it features two great performances from two actors and the director expertly creates a web of odd tension where you actually don't know what is happening for the majority of the run time.

Brooklynn There's a more than satisfactory amount of boom-boom in the movie's trim running time.

wes-connors After five failed attempts, it appears British adventurer John Howard (as Hugh "Bulldog" Drummond) will finally marry girlfriend Heather Angel (as Phyllis Clavering). Drummond and friends gather at his Rockingham Tower mansion. Accident prone pal Reginald Denny (as Algy Longworth), Scotland Yard detective H.B. Warner (as Colonel Nielson) and gentlemanly servant E.E. Clive (as Tenny) are there, of course. While you're wondering, "What could go wrong?" a sneaky-looking new butler arrives, looking like Leo G. Carroll. There is also an unexpected guest, absent-minded professor Forrester Harvey (as Downie). The professor reveals a treasure worth one million pounds is hidden somewhere on the estate..."Secret Police" must be one of the lowest-budgeted episodes in the "Bulldog Drummond" series. The running time is less than 60 minutes and includes a "dream sequence" involving flashbacks to previous adventures. Most of the action takes place on Drummond's estate. But it's a nicely decorated set and includes some surprises. In fact, this is one of the better entries in the series. Although he never appeared in a classic "Drummond" film, Mr. Howard is fine in the title role. Director James Hogan and writer Garnett Weston manage the story well, especially Mr. Denny and guest-star Forrester Harvey. As the faltering professor "Downie", Mr. Harvey is delightful from beginning to end.****** Bulldog Drummond's Secret Police (1939-03-24) James Hogan ~ John Howard, Reginald Denny, Heather Angel, Forrester Harvey

Terrell-4 Where were we? Phyllis Claverling is once more impatiently waiting for Hugh Drummond to make her his wife. She's been left standing at the altar several times already while Hugh -- 'Bulldog' to friends and enemies alike -- goes chasing off to solve ingenious crimes. This time the wedding is scheduled to take place at Drummond's Rockingham estate. Little does Phyllis know that a decidedly odd professor, horrid murder, a secret cipher and a hidden fortune somewhere on the estate will postpone the nuptials once again. By now John Barrymore, who had lent a faded, poignant but authoritative presence to the part of Colonel Neilson, head of Britain's most secret service, had gone. Colonel Neilson is now played by the fine, skeletal and unauthoritative H. B. Warner, an actor who was much more interesting on the rare occasions when he played a villain. Hanging on in the series is John Howard, bland and manly as Drummond, Reginald Denny as Drummond's twit of a best friend, Heather Angel as Phyllis and, best of all, E. E. Clive as 'Tenny' Tennison, Drummond's aged, efficient and acerbic valet. Dithering and eccentric Professor Downie shows up at Rockingham just after the wedding party has arrived to inform Drummond and his wedding guests that a fabled treasure in jewels belonging to Charles I, worth at least one million pounds, is hidden somewhere in the dank passages underneath Rockingham Tower. Foolish legend? Professor Downie's corpse, discovered later that evening, implies not. Once Hugh starts investigating, the clichés of a dark old mansion storyline kick in: Dripping passageways, a spiked ceiling clattering slowly downward, a swirling abyss of tidal water...all good stuff but a little late to save this 56-minute programmer. Before we get to them we have to wade through a four-minute dream sequence in which Hugh flashes back through movie clips to his past adventures and wedding frustrations. This time-wasting sequence is just more semi-amusing distraction that the screenwriters use to eat up time, to economise and to keep us away from exploring the bowels of Rockingham. The serio-comedy mystery is half way over before anyone even starts thinking about creeping down secret passages. By then the writers have told us who the murderer is. I'm afraid there's not much to Bulldog Drummond's Secret Police except tired comedy unless you, like the Bulldog and Phyllis, thrive on delayed gratification.

robert-temple-1 This is the fifteenth Bulldog Drummond film, and the second to be based on Herman C. McNeile (Sapper)'s novel 'Temple Tower', though the earlier film is not included in the IMDb list for McNeile, which is thus incomplete. The first filmed version of the novel was 'Temple Tower', released 13 April 1930, and starring Kenneth MacKenna as Drummond. There appears to be no surviving print of this earlier film, and no one alive has apparently ever seen it. We must presume that it is permanently lost, as the first Bulldog Drummond film, a silent of 1922, presumably is as well. Here the old gang are all back: John Howard as the perfect Drummond, Heather Angel as charming and plucky as ever as Phyllis Clavering, trying unsuccessfully for the sixth time to marry Drummond, Reginald Denny as Algy Longworth being as endearing and clumsy and twittish as ever (he breaks a Ming vase this time), H.B. Warner as the Commissioner who this time does not say 'Please don't call me Inspector!' because he is a house guest of Drummond's, as the entire action takes place at Drummond's large mansion, E. E. Clive as the inimitable gentleman's gentleman Tenny ('I try to give satisfaction, sir'), Leo G. Carroll as the dastardly and rather obvious villain Henry Seaton, and Phyllis's aunt over-played by Elizabeth Patterson (same name as my cousin who married Napoleon's brother Jerome!). (But no, Temple Tower is no relation.) The plot concerns the royal jewels having been hidden by a royalist colonel during the Civil War of 1642-5 in the cellars of Temple Tower of Drummond's own family mansion. An absent-minded professor has figured this out, and travelled all the way from the British Museum Library with the royalist's original diary in his bag, including maps of tunnels and a mysterious cipher, to discover the treasure which he has calculated is 'worth a million pounds' (in 1939 money). This is a typical comedy thriller, of the type soon coming to an end. One more would be made with John Howard before the War put an end to all this fun ('Bulldog Drummond's Bride', released four months later). We are nearing the end of an era, and this kind of jollity (piping oboes when people make funny faces, Algy falling down the stairs entangled in a suit of armour in the dark, the occasional witty line delivered with old-fashioned applomb) would soon vanish like smoke, as the dogs of war were unleashed and howls of laughter were replaced by howls of anguish of the murdered and the bombed.

Spondonman This one started so...comically...that I thought it was going to be a poor entry in the Bulldog Drummond series, with seemingly endless clownish slapstick from Denny & Clive. But it warms up after 20 minutes into an effectively atmospheric thriller, with Drummond yet again in the throes of getting married while adventure takes hold of the situation.It's surprisingly bloodthirsty, with the baddie killing 3 including an unarmed bobby pointblank - when it happens it's treated by everyone with everyday calmness.But what really makes it for me are the catacombs/dungeons sets - the film was shot on a shoestring budget (witness the dream sequences) and yet these sets were so convincing I wondered if they were genuine for a while. They must have been re-used but I can't remember seeing them in any other film. Of course the grainy darkness of the print I was watching helped a lot, but it's worth watching for these scenes anyway. But talk about a corny, contrived ending!