Restored from the original negative, the picture looks just fabulous, with the exception of a few instances where some sort of stock footage of London was used:

The film itself though, 't gives new meaning to "incredible stupidity." Let me quote Branislav L. Slantchev, a fellow reviewer over @ gotterdammerung.org:

"What I do know is that there's actually a glimmer of something that could have been developed into something else that could have been made interesting in the hands of someone who actually had the faintest idea of how to write a plot."

The following is an example of what kind of wicked genius was at work here - a night-time scene, where a man runs off with a suitcase into a forest, followed by a scene shot in broad daylight, in some kind of desert, with the man still running... Must've been in great shape, that guy! (c: