A respectable doctor falls for a man-eating torch singer. Complications follow.
Half the attraction of this 60-minutes is waiting to see the trollopy Nickie (Dors) get what she deserves after treating men like scuffed shoe dirt. But then she never lacks for more victims given that sensational gowned figure. Actually, the episode amounts to a Dors showcase since the camera seldom leaves her. And surprise, surprise, I guess that's her real singing voice (IMDB), which is pretty good for a glamour girl. On the other hand, Gavin looks appropriately respectable as a fall guy doctor, while burly Scott Brady dons sunglasses as a cool cat band player. And catch that barely disguised innuendo while the doc's courting Nickie. There's enough load there to give 60's-style censors all night fits. No, it's not front-rank Hitchcock, with more Dors than plot; plus an ending that's a stretch, as others point out. Nonetheless, the scariest thing may be imagining what it was like for Dors growing up with her real name, which sure ain't "Dors" (IMDB).