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Janice is a beautiful 17 year old who longs to be free from the influence of her guardian Aunt May. She also wants to get out of the small town she's in. She asks her boyfriend Stan to marry her so that they can run away. Since he doesn't have a job, he keeps putting of the marriage. Janice do something herself. She meets a man named Tex and lures him home for a drink. When she hears a car outside she starts fighting with Tex. She rips her clothes and knocks over furniture. A policeman who sees Janice with Tex enters the house. Upon entering the house, he discovers Aunt May's body. Janice tells the policeman that Tex killed her. The policeman accepts the girl's story. Then, however, Stan arrives. Having gotten a job he had come by the house to take Janice away. He found Aunt May's body lying in the spot where Janice left it after pushing her down the stairs. Written by
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Janice removes her shoes before going upstairs. When she enters the bedroom, her shoes are on. When she returns downstairs, her shoes are off again.
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An odd little drama, baby-faced Carol Lynley goes against type and plays a teenager from hell. She's a wanton little flirt who treats her earnest boyfriend with casual cruelty and her guardian with open contempt. In short, despite her good looks, she's almost hateful. We figure she's met her match when she hooks up with sullen stranger Vince Edwards who's obviously been around the block more than a few times. But, has she?
Memorable for its rather raw depiction of teenage sexuality-- more daring than most movies of that time-- it appears likely that the producers had problems with the censors because of Lynley's character. (The fact that her behavior is blamed on a deprived childhood, was, I expect, a concession to those regulators.) Anyway, the anti-climax looks like a cop-out to convention, but the true climax is a real stunner, very well plotted out-- particularly the quick shot of the staircase. No doubt much of this nervy material is due to neophyte director Robert Altman, soon to become one of movieland's leading mavericks.
Too bad exotic little dramas like this passed quickly into oblivion, disposed of by the merciless demands of weekly programming. But now there's a forum for audience feed-back, and a chance to applaud those worthy efforts that never got a chance for a curtain-call. Too bad, the opportunity comes 50 years after the fact.