I thought this film would be sizzling but it was a bit tepid for my taste. Powell, better known as a singer and director, is miscast but tries hard. Trevor is all she should be and then some. Scarier than Barbara Stanwyck's character in "Double Indemnity", who seems like a bored hausfrau in comparison, but Stanwyck got the better film by far. Mazurki is huge and scary and relentless. Anne Shirley is the sweet mostly innocent stepdaughter of Trevor's character. The rest of the characters are all nefarious and complicit in one way or the other. That about sums it up.
The screenplay isn't a narrative that makes sense but rather a string of lurid incidents or coincidences strung indifferently on a cheap gaudy (definitely not jade) necklace.
(SPOILER ALERT: The jade necklace was never missing so why all the pretense that it was? Never fully explained to my satisfaction. Helen has a doting millionaire husband but it's not enough for her? Maybe I just couldn't read between the Breen Office's censored lines.)
The screenplay isn't a narrative that makes sense but rather a string of lurid incidents or coincidences strung indifferently on a cheap gaudy (definitely not jade) necklace.
(SPOILER ALERT: The jade necklace was never missing so why all the pretense that it was? Never fully explained to my satisfaction. Helen has a doting millionaire husband but it's not enough for her? Maybe I just couldn't read between the Breen Office's censored lines.)