One of the products of Max Ophuls's Hollywood sojourn in the second half of the 1940s; probably the least of them; clearly not as good as its close counterpart from the same year, Caught, nor as idiosyncratic as the two earlier; but smooth and atmospheric nonetheless, with James Mason a smarmy blackmailer and Joan Bennett his stiff and stuffy pigeon. (1949) — Duncan Shepherd
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