This has got to be the worst Lang film ever. No wonder this was his last American film. He must have been kicked out of Hollywood for directing such a cold, uninteresting and absurdly flat film. The writer must have written the script when he was in grade school. The script went something like this: Hey, I was always against capitol punishment, how about you take the rap for this girl's murder? Just to prove that innocent men can be convicted. But don't worry, I will take pic. of you as you fabricate the evidence and just before you are being sent to the electric chair, I will come forward to testify what we have done. Just to prove to the world my point. Well, I don't know. Do they have any leads who the real murderer is? Well, let me call headquarters. No, not any leads. Well then OK I guess I will do it! Now attempting to point all evidence that he was the murder, he plants evidence. Then he has to get one of the dancing girls to take notice of him so he can date her. What to do? I know. I will go to her local hangouts and spill water on her dress. Then try to offer her money to buy a new dress. AND IT WORKED. But the dancing burlesque girl has these funny feelings because he wants to go parking! What a suspicious thing to do! SO I guess I will call the Police! This movie was so contrived. Everything about it was ridiculous and far fetched as to be totally unbelievable from the beginning.
Review of Beyond a Reasonable Doubt
