Pure...or should I say impure schmaltz. One of the least successful attempts to make adultery seem OK.
Both were too pretty. She wildly overacted mostly just using her face. He wasn't believable for a second as an Italian although he tried hard...too hard.
This was presented as tragic romance but these two bozos mostly looked silly to me. Good use of the location and the kaleidoscopic swirl of humanity surrounding them. But to my eye this was pretty bad.
A three-hankie flick in 1948. Nice b/w by James Wong Howe.
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