Ray Charles attempts to help a down-on-their-luck boozing family whose son is blind. He wants to finance the recovery of his eye-sight, but the family is afraid what might happen if something goes wrong.
The working-class twin sister of a callous, wealthy woman impulsively murders her out of revenge and assumes her identity. But impersonating her dead twin is more complicated and risky than she anticipated.
The plot is standard boilerplate 'gang pulls heist, squabbles over hidden loot'; but mostly I spent the movie astounded and mesmerized by the fantastic architectural concoctions sported by the female cast. I mean, wow. I've never in my life seen so many buttresses and brackets and cantilevers and columnar wrappings and spiked stilts and state-of-the-art surface finishes. Absolutely incredible. My jaw dropped. Numerous times.
The performances are quite adequate, some of the violence is pretty rough for the time period, and the characters are not helpless, fainting bimbos. But the structural elaborations of female garments contained in this film dwarf all else. In that sense, it's a towering achievement.
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