This decidedly lesser film noir is about a cop pursuing criminal while lusting after Conte's girlfriend.
Cornel Wilde is bland and miscast as the cop, while the girlfriend Jean Wallace cannot act at all. The most interesting character is the criminal, who believes the world is fueled by anger; Richard Conte is good in the role though not great.
The story isn't that interesting, the dialogue is weak and often dumb, and most of the filming isn't especially striking outside of a couple of scenes at a foggy airport. I thought the most notable performance was Helene Stanton as the cop's stripper girlfriend. She had some personality and depth, yet the actress apparently only appeared in a handful of movies in the 50s and then retired.
I'm always trying to find those few good film noirs that I haven't seen yet. This turned out to not be one of them.
Cornel Wilde is bland and miscast as the cop, while the girlfriend Jean Wallace cannot act at all. The most interesting character is the criminal, who believes the world is fueled by anger; Richard Conte is good in the role though not great.
The story isn't that interesting, the dialogue is weak and often dumb, and most of the filming isn't especially striking outside of a couple of scenes at a foggy airport. I thought the most notable performance was Helene Stanton as the cop's stripper girlfriend. She had some personality and depth, yet the actress apparently only appeared in a handful of movies in the 50s and then retired.
I'm always trying to find those few good film noirs that I haven't seen yet. This turned out to not be one of them.