Hell Is Empty

Hell is Empty is a 1967 British crime film directed by Bernard Knowles and John Ainsworth, and starring Martine Carol, Anthony Steel, Shirley Anne Field and James Robertson Justice.

Filming began in 1965 under the direction of Bernard Knowles, but was suspended on the death of Martine Carol. Production was later resumed with John Ainsworth as director.

Premise
On the run from the police, thieves stumble upon an abandoned mansion on a deserted island.

Cast

 * Martine Carol as Martine Grant
 * Anthony Steel as Major Morton
 * James Robertson Justice as Angus McGee
 * Shirley Anne Field as Shirley McGee
 * Isa Miranda as Isa Grant
 * Carl Möhner as Carl Schultz
 * Robert Rietti as Robert Grant
 * Jess Conrad as Jess Shepherd
 * Anthony Dawson as Paul Grant
 * Catherine Schell as Catherine Grant (as Catherine von Schell)
 * Irene von Meyendorff as Helen McGee
 * Patricia Viterbo as Patricia
 * Anna Gaël as Anna
 * Eugene Deckers as counsel
 * Sheila Burrell as judge

Production
The film was made by Absorbing Films, which had been set up by Michael Eaton-Eland, a prominent London figure, who wanted to move into filmmaking. Filming started in December 1965 on the isle of Capri. It was Martine Carol's first movie in three years and one of a number of films Steel made in Europe.

The film was shot in Italy and Yugoslavia. However several of the actors and technicians claimed they had not been paid. Filming came to a halt. Carole married Eaton-Eland in June 1966, at which stage the film had not been completed.

Carol died of a heart attack in February 1967. Production resumed under director John Ainsworth.

Reception
The Monthly Film Bulletin wrote: "The nonsensical story, which ten years ago might at least have had an overtone of reality within a small budget black-and-white framework, has here exploded into sumptuous colour, extravagant locations and a gimcrack way with camera zooms. But beneath the reconditioned exterior, the old-fashioned gears set up an awful grinding: the crooks are a coarse lot, their robbery is by modern standards very rudimentary, and their hostages make a determined English parlour setting out of their indeterminate foreign locale. James Robertson Justice's Shakespearian authority is as tedious as his usual blustery impersonations; but no one could be expected to perform any miracles with the dilapidated dialogue, and no one does. "