Director Anthony Mann, still early in his career at this point, shows marvelous directorial touches throughout, aided by a superb performance from Erich von Stroheim, credible shows by Mary Beth Hughes and Dan Duryea, a solid if predictable script because of the flashback narrative, and astonishing B&W cinematography by James S. Brown.
Hughes is not a particularly good actress, but she is convincing enough as the scheming "collector of men," as one of her stage colleagues describes her. Duryea, as ever, plays the shifty duplicitous, whining part he became known for, and this is a good part.
It is the dignity of the Great Flamarion that I remember most about this film, which I recommend to anyone interested in film noir. 7/10
Hughes is not a particularly good actress, but she is convincing enough as the scheming "collector of men," as one of her stage colleagues describes her. Duryea, as ever, plays the shifty duplicitous, whining part he became known for, and this is a good part.
It is the dignity of the Great Flamarion that I remember most about this film, which I recommend to anyone interested in film noir. 7/10