Once in a decade comes a picture into every foot of which is crammed a "surprise" type of thrill which will enmesh you with its romance-comedy and dramatic intensity. Such a production is "Passport to Fame"- acknowledged as one of the screen's greatest entertainments. (Print Ad- Illawarra Mercury, ((Wollongong, NSW)) 26 July 1935)
Victims of the Killer Kiss, they were . . .
Same Bank. Same Day. Mayhem.
KILLER HUNT!...Four Hours to Go!
As Startling as Your OWN Scream in the Night!
One man. No limits.
Sometimes the only thing more dangerous than hunting down a murderer is . . . finding him !
The perfect setting for a...perfect murder.
Hungrily, he watched her walk down the street...and then he squeezed the trigger!
This cop doesn't carry a gun - his fist is loaded!
The Flesh Is Weak
The One Case So Important, Every Detective Is Back
Prices are double. Your love life's in trouble. The car won't start. Your boss has no heart. The door squeaks. The roof leaks. Your stereo just went mono. All you need is a little Max Dugan.
His team. His town. His rules.