This film was so completely forgettable I can't think of anything to write about it less than 12 hours after watching. But since my current project is to write a review for every single classic film noir I will give it a go. I'm sorry but I just can't get into a film with Angela Lansbury as the romantic femme-fatale lead. Maybe a case of reverse typecasting? I couldn't get all her later matronly roles out of my head. There was even a suggestion we might just see her swimming in the buff in an early scene, but you needn't worry, it was just a tease. Not even the loungey Les Baxter score can save this one, even though it's available as a free download your time is worth far more.
Review of A Life at Stake
