Adapted from a now obscure thriller (by Murray Forbes) this has the narcotic feel of David Goodis' cult novels with its cast of nobodies undone by dumb bad luck and their own stupidity. The film was soon out of copyright and is now impossible to see apart from on fuzzy duplicates with appalling sound and no subtitles.
Yet beneath the years of deterioration, there's a really evocative film noir steeped in pessimism and inhabited by some incredibly fatalistic deadbeats. Paul Henreid makes the mistake of holding up a casino run by gangsters and plans to save himself by murdering a lookalike and stepping into his shoes.
But it's film noir so the dead man turns out to be in as much trouble as his killer. And the doomed crook puts his doppelganger's scar on the wrong cheek anyway, after the photo developer reverses the negative! Henried is miscast as a tough heavy, but Joan Bennett is amazing as his astonishingly defeatist rainy day gal.
Henreid produced and ended up directing without credit. Noir legend John Alton is the cinematographer, though his artistry is now buried under the haze. There's an ultra low budget and the twists are improbable, but the impression of malign fate has a way of lingering. Escape is futile... Someone should restore this, pronto!