Wow, Mr. America of 1948. What a big lunk. I guess Laurence Olivier wasn't available for this film. They don't get much more preachy and dumb than this one. The authorities are so dull, most of the kids would have died of boredom rather than from the drugs presented. It is the tale of youth running rampant, doing things because they have been given drugs. They are holding up banks, burglarizing houses, doing lewd things in public. Then there's the old health club with its reducing drugs. Of course, all these drugs cause memory loss so people have trouble trying to figure out what they did. The circuit judge's daughter gets something in a coke and poses nude. One thing I did notice is that there are some pretty risqué little scenes here. That surprised me. It's cheesecake that must have got the censors involved to some degree. Just plain awful in a Reefer Madness kind of way. Don't miss the doctor's speech at the end. At one point he squints to read the card in front of him.
Review of The Devil's Sleep
