Starts out with a con artist manipulating a woman but turns into a murder mystery love story. Despite being tropey and rushed, this is an enjoyable noir.
Erratic small town murder mystery, with an all time great film noir title. Dana Andrews is the grifter who drifts into a dead end beach resort and intends to marry a churchgoing spinster (Alice Faye) to bankroll his infatuation for the sexy waitress (Linda Darnell) who wants to convert her visual appeal into a steady income…
Only when she turns up dead, the stranger feels the noose around his neck. This is Otto Preminger’s follow up to Laura (1944) and it’s not in that class. There’s an inferior script, ridiculous motivations and some poor casting in the support roles. It's slipshod, like the director’s heart isn’t in it.
Yet the photography is outstanding. The standard noir scenario will engage genre fans and while Darnell as the trashy bad girl is on, it generates a little heat. Which is then extinguished by Faye. After the murder, it becomes a whodunit as Dana attempts to clear his name. Though, the real suspect is obvious.
Anyone who isn’t engaged by the prospect of watching an immoral bum fall for hot sleazy trouble in a scuzzy diner on a studio set of a California beach town is in the wrong place… And doesn’t like film noir. But this Fox production is too clean. Maybe better if it had been made on poverty row, like Detour at PLC the same year.