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domino harvey wrote:What the shit … Wait till Your Father Gets Home? This is embarrassing

Jean-Luc Garbo wrote: Mon Oct 21, 2024 5:06 pm I was checking Amazon for a copy of Lewton's Isle of the Dead (which strangely is out of stock unlike Bedlam/Ghost Ship so I hope it's getting a reprint).

domino harvey wrote: Sat Nov 20, 2010 4:03 pm Vincent Sherman's Nora Prentiss is a film that doesn't know what it wants to be and transversely I don't know or care what it is. The first half wavers between a cautionary woman's picture about the dangers of infidelity and pathetic wish fulfillment for mild-mannered men who'd love to be picked up by Ann Sheridan. But then it switches into noir in the second half and spirals down into a bizarre and infuriatingly dumb solution to infidelity that results in a character being convicted of their own murder-- that's a silly idea, but one that could possibly work in a brutish 70 minute b-picture. It cannot work in a bloated two hour weepfest like this though. A lot of the blame rests square on the leads. Kent Smith, so much fun in his not dissimilar role in Sherman's the Damned Don't Cry, confuses playing "good" with playing "wood," and his stiffness is met mark for missed mark by the normally punchy and lithe Sheridan. The only point of interest here, from a noir standpoint at least, is that the sleazy nightclub owner turns out to be the gender-reversed "good girl" of the pic-- again, the idea sounds intriguing until you see it play out here. Even Howe's cinematography proves unremarkable, and that surely can serve as the final nail in this coffin.