Doris Day is a genuine movie star, though many of her films from the 1950s ("April in Paris", "Lucky Me", etc.) were too insufficient for even Day to rescue them. Her manager-husband Martin Melcher produced this melodrama for Doris personally, yet it's another disappointment, one without any hint of good humor and a wayward woman-in-jeopardy plot that doesn't quite hang together. Despite being on the run from a psychotic husband (a remarkably menacing Louis Jourdan), stewardess Day keeps her cool and even manages to fill in at work one night when her airline needs her. Of course, her crazy, murdering spouse is on the plane too, leading to a conclusion that is so over-the-top it may garner some unintended laughs. The cast retains their dignity but, despite a few suspenseful moments, the picture is a minor one. We do get to see a different side to Doris Day, however; rather blasé and aloof, she fits right in with the movie's pseudo-noir toughness. **1/2 from ****
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