Twilight Time honors another key American noir with a beautiful transfer that’s complemented by an affectionate and informed commentary.
West and Ward are antipodal to every subsequent incarnation of Batman and Robin. The dynamic duo are blithe fuddy duddies turned billionaire scions in spandex.
Otto Preminger’s version of a flag-waver, a condemnation of oxymoronic military justice, is a moral chess game that can’t try very hard to fake phony uplift.
This is an exquisite transfer of one of cinema’s most beloved noirs, with a modest offering of special features that focus on the film’s culturally significant history.
Instead of understanding the femme fatale as a genre staple, Grossman wants to dispense of the characterization altogether.
These Otto Preminger films may not be perfect, but where else can you see trashcans waltzing or a Batman villain dropping the n-word like it’s going out of style?
Give in to the irresistible impulse to put Criterion’s 600th spine number on your shelf.