This one's getting a little creaky at this point but it still held me, barely. Webb's character has lots of great lines (sim to Sweet Smell...) and he plays the supercilious bastard nicely but the scenario and, particularly the details of how this story was supposed to unfold, took place squarely in pretend reality.
The song is still sweet. The budding "love affair" between Dana Andrews and JT was preposterous; it played like a studio requirement rather than something that might have sprung from life.
I should have left this a pleasant memory.
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