Directed in a thoroughly dull and routine manner, save for a couple of trivial touches like the barkeep shaking the cocktail shaker in front of the camera, and a tiny tracking shot of Hazel Court entering the insurance office, this movie is also burdened with an equally dull and thoroughly uninteresting script that is literally bursting with unnecessary talk including needless explanations and boring recapitulations. Fortunately, this quota quickie is just saved from complete damnation by the charming and delightful presence of Hazel Court. True, even she can't manage her stupid dialog with any degree of credibility, but she is always attractively costumed and her vivacious over-acting is just the shot the picture needs - especially as the rest of the players, with the exception of Zena Marshall, are rather wet.
Review of The Scarlet Web
