Karlson’s less interested in banter and romance than he is in slaps and chokeholds.
It’s the sudden entrance of a jealous beau, and a conveniently nearby pair of scissors, that finally jumpstarts the narrative engine.
A rare opportunity to see B-picture rawness in an A-level presentation.
A passable presentation of Fritz Lang’s slowly paced, overpraised noir will please historians and mirror aficionados.
The films were only two of three noirs that Losey made in the year that Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were sentenced to death.