When the best thing about a thriller where a cargo train with a bomb on it is a cute old man obsessed with trains, you know you're on an engine which is going in the wrong direction. Long moments of silence while bomb expert Glenn Ford tries to defuse it dominates the film. Then, there's the distracting subplot of Ford's marital issues which further slows things down. If this was a passenger train like 1977's The Cassandra Crossing, the tension would be more intense. Anne Vernon as Ford's wife gives a truly hammy performance that takes the emotion away from the marital issues. As for the villain, the final confrontation is so cartoonish that the conclusion after 72 minutes seems comical.
Review of Terror on a Train
