Here's one of the best interpretations of the concept of Hell as can be put to film - the eternal reliving of that single hateful moment that one inflicts on the innocent. It's a fate worse than death itself, and one that also defines the misery of insanity as that act repeated over and over with an expectation of a different result. It's not entirely difficult to predict where the story is going once under way, especially after the scene revealing Lanser's (Nehemiah Persoff) naval cap. It's at that point however, where one is left wondering how the story will reconcile Lanser's presence on the Glasgow with his intimate knowledge of German submarine warfare. It's a deftly told tale, worthy of Rod Serling's talent, though at times a bit tedious with Persoff's over the top execution of his character's predicament. But the payoff is worth the viewing, condemning Lanser to that looping cycle of torment and justice that could only be meted out by the Twilight Zone.
Review of Judgment Night
