A research scientist conducting experiments on a new anesthetic finds herself being blackmailed by a woman she accidentally knocked down with her car; the woman wasn't hurt, but a scheming ... See full summary »
On New Year's Eve 1946, Sheila Page kills her husband Barney. She wishes that she could relive 1946 and avoid the mistakes that she made throughout the year. Her wish comes true but cheating fate proves more difficult than she anticipated.
Horace Vendig shows himself to the world as a rich philanthropist. In fact, the history of his rise from his unhappy broken home shows this to be far from the case. After being taken in by ... See full summary »
Joe Manning returned from the Korean War a changed man and became a Bohemian artist, supported by his understanding mother and distrusted by others. On a drunken binge, Joe flirts with torch singer Irene Crescent, who is later found dead by the hand of the town's serial killer...and Joe's the prime suspect. No one will help Joe except carhop 'Slacks'. Can they find the real killer before he finds them?Written by
Rod Crawford <email@example.com>
Shot in five days even though the original schedule called for seven. See more »
Joe is shown arriving at and leaving Pango Pango club in broad daylight, but the scenes preceding and following this sequence, together forming his drinking binge, take place in the middle of the night. The scene after leaving Pango Pango is revealed to take place at 2am, and it is later said he arrived at Pango Pango at midnight! See more »
[Joe is painting a picture of a woman in a negligee; he becomes frustrated, and paints a red slash over the painting]
[his mother, Nora, enters.]
Well, it's different...but is it art?
Art? It's not even fit to hang in a barroom.
I wish I looked as good...and I did, once.
[looking at the painting more closely.]
What's wrong with it?
I don't know, Nora. I don't know! I can see it in my head, but it doesn't come out on the canvas. I want her to have warmth, and humor, and wisdom...and ...
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Could also be called "The Shame of Sleepwalking"...
Amiable and entertaining crime story involving a genial, unemployed painter--still living with Mom, whom he calls by her first name--wrongly accused of attacking girls at night. He's temporarily released from police custody after a smitten car-hop comes to his defense, but her alibi doesn't hold up (she lied because she loves him!); the two amateur sleuths then decide to solve this mystery on their own. From Bel-Air Productions, distributed by United Artists, and strictly a second-biller. Still, if the production was minuscule it doesn't always show: there's some good location shooting and photography, particularly near the climax at the high school's indoor swimming pool. In the lead, John Bromfield keeps a cool head and has a nice, unselfconscious manly swagger that is amusing and natural. Playing his secret sweetheart, Julie London is a bit too mature and refined to be convincing as a drive-in waitress, yet her stoic demeanor also proves to be enjoyable (no girly business with this lady). The denouement is effective and caught me by surprise, and a weird sub-plot about a society girl under the thumb of her wicked, possessive father is a hoot. Not bad! ***1/2 from ****
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