He's close enough to where mother Mildred Dunnock lives, but somehow doctor Charlton Heston, recently discharged from the army, ends up as pill pusher for a bunch of society matrons and plaything for bored wealthy divorcee Lizabeth Scott whose narcissistic demeanor threatens to destroy him. Somehow this melodramatic soap opera gets off the track of its initial agenda, dealing with Heston's late brother whose actions were responsible for death in a coal mine nearby.
Although it's established that he hasn't been home in over a decade, somehow Heston is blamed for his brother's actions, but that important plot point is forgotten the moment he ends up in Scott's web. Ray Collins plays Scott's father who warns Heston about his daughter, and while he has some great points, Heston completely ignores him, making this the biggest dolt of a doctor ever presented in the movies.
Blame the rambling script for this film's mediocrity, entertaining but definitely unbelievable and misguided as to where its focus should be. Arthur Franz, Marjorie Rambeau and Dianne Foster co-star, with Foster a much more desirable match for Heston than Scott's character, even though Scott's vixen is a delightful femme fatale. Certainly fun to be around as long as it doesn't cross the line. This is basically a ripoff of the type of film producer Ross Hunter and director Douglas Sirk were making throughout the 50's, but not nearly as well thought out. Somewhat saved by an explosion at the mine, but it's still hard to believe that the snobs Heston treats would live as close to it as they do.
Although it's established that he hasn't been home in over a decade, somehow Heston is blamed for his brother's actions, but that important plot point is forgotten the moment he ends up in Scott's web. Ray Collins plays Scott's father who warns Heston about his daughter, and while he has some great points, Heston completely ignores him, making this the biggest dolt of a doctor ever presented in the movies.
Blame the rambling script for this film's mediocrity, entertaining but definitely unbelievable and misguided as to where its focus should be. Arthur Franz, Marjorie Rambeau and Dianne Foster co-star, with Foster a much more desirable match for Heston than Scott's character, even though Scott's vixen is a delightful femme fatale. Certainly fun to be around as long as it doesn't cross the line. This is basically a ripoff of the type of film producer Ross Hunter and director Douglas Sirk were making throughout the 50's, but not nearly as well thought out. Somewhat saved by an explosion at the mine, but it's still hard to believe that the snobs Heston treats would live as close to it as they do.