After a long and successful career as a cinematographer this was Guy Green's second effort as a director and he approached "Lost" in a straightforward narrative manner,adopting an almost documentary style not unlike a Rank "Look at Life"episode featuring the workings of the Met Police.To some extent the involvement of the missing baby's parents is almost a side issue to the police procedural - type exposition of the plot.Mr D.Farrar is excellent as the senior detective to whom the kidnap is but one of a number of parallel enquiries.Dedicated,pains-taking,a stickler for protocol,smartly dressed and articulate,he is the type of copper that has disappeared from the radar in the last thirty years or so since "The Sweeney" made it fashionable for detectives to grunt,sniff and swear at everyone in between taking great gulps from the office Scotch. His sidekicks Mr A.Oliver and in particular the lovely Miss E.Summerfield also shine and are spick and span and clearly clean in thought,word and deed. Miss Julia Arnall is very beautiful,exquisitely dressed and a better actress than she has been given credit for.She is eminently believable as the distraught middle - class mother repressed by her own upbringing. Mr D.Knight as her husband is slightly less satisfactory.Presumably included as the token American presence he plays as very much second fiddle to the formidable Miss Arnall. My personal favourite Miss Shirley Anne Field makes her first credited movie appearance as what in the 1950s was known - disgracefully - as a "lumpy jumpered petrol pumper", posh daughter of yokel taxi driver Mr G.Woodbridge. For those who remember bomb sites,Booklovers' Libraries and paper bags with shop names on them,"Lost" is a positive feast of nostalgia. Judged on it's own merits it is a highly competent piece of work with a splendid cast right down to the wines and spirits.I can thoroughly recommend it to lovers of well - paced Britsh crime dramas just a little out of the main stream.And those clothes,those cars...the height of 1950s chic.

Lost is a decent little British film that pretty much covers all bases regarding the search for a kidnapped baby. David Knight and Julia Arnall are the American couple whose baby is snatched from under the nose of their nanny when she parks his pram outside a chemists shop in London. A frantic search ensues, led by the reassuringly gruff Detective Inspector played by David Farrar, who has to wade through a mass of red herrings before his dogged investigation finally leads him to the culprit.Lost is a rare example of a mid-fifties British drama filmed in colour, and its most fascinating aspect is the location shots of familiar London streets populated by people either now long-gone or in the sunset of their lives. The story is quite absorbing, although a little uneven, and everything is much more polite than it would be today. Having said that, the story's subject matter is probably more relevant today than it was when the film was made, and it wouldn't take much tweaking to be brought up to date and slotted into an ITV Sunday night drama schedule.A few familiar faces make unexpected appearances: one of the girls in the chemist shop is an 18-year-old Barbara Windsor, and the flirtatious seller of ice creams in Kensington Park is her Carry On co-star, Joan Sims. Mona Washbourne, Dandy Nichols, Thora Hird, Joan Hickson, Percy Herbert and Shirley-Anne Field are also in there somewhere, largely in blink and you'll miss them roles.

Well acted and directed, this is a highly enjoyable mystery about the abduction of a baby in Central London. Much of the movie is shot on location giving a fascinating look at the city in the mid fifties. Julia Arnall is outstanding as the distraught mother and one wonders why Rank dropped her contract after one subsequent film. Future stars Shirley Anne Field, Barbara Windsor and Joan Sims all have bits while there are cameos from stalwarts like Thora Hird, Marjorie Rhodes, Joan Hickson, Everley Gregg and a lovely supporting performance from Eleanor Summerfield as a policewoman.

'Lost' is rather like one of those old 1950s public information films - the acting and dialogue are crisp and stylised, real emotion is kept in check, and the boys in blue will always uncover your man (or woman). Brilliant use is made of UK locations (mainly in London), and the slice of life in 1955 is fascinating. Technicolor is also superb, and the whole thing looks great. It's dated sure - sometimes hilariously so - but then it is half a century old, and anyway that's half its charm. Red herrings litter the plot, and the clifftop climax is suitably atmospheric. Look out for a very youthful Thora Hird and Joan Sims. Recommended.