Like so many late '40s police/FBI type films, Port of New York was filmed as a semi-documentary, narrated by none other than Chet Huntley.
Detectives attempt to close in on a huge drug shipment that has come into New York, and find the head man. Lots of location shots.
I had to chuckle a bit in the beginning as the film demonstrated how people smuggled drugs through customs. One way was a small hole hidden underneath a shoe heel. If it was a huge shipment of shoes, okay. But one shoe? A chihuahua couldn't get high on that amount.
It's fairly obvious in the beginning that the girlfriend of the big boss (Yul Brynner in his debut) is not long for this world after she threatens to turn him in.
Brynner is cold, smooth, and dangerous- and so young you can't believe it.
People who saw Scott Brady on TV in the '80s couldn't believe he was ever a hunk with a fan club, but he was - well built and handsome. Here he is one of the detectives on the case.
Routine but not uninteresting.
Detectives attempt to close in on a huge drug shipment that has come into New York, and find the head man. Lots of location shots.
I had to chuckle a bit in the beginning as the film demonstrated how people smuggled drugs through customs. One way was a small hole hidden underneath a shoe heel. If it was a huge shipment of shoes, okay. But one shoe? A chihuahua couldn't get high on that amount.
It's fairly obvious in the beginning that the girlfriend of the big boss (Yul Brynner in his debut) is not long for this world after she threatens to turn him in.
Brynner is cold, smooth, and dangerous- and so young you can't believe it.
People who saw Scott Brady on TV in the '80s couldn't believe he was ever a hunk with a fan club, but he was - well built and handsome. Here he is one of the detectives on the case.
Routine but not uninteresting.