The only film Walter Matthau ever directed. Plotting
is solid (there’s a clever bank heist sequence that's screaming out to be
re-enacted by Steven Soderbergh and George Clooney). Matthau’s performance is charismatic
as ever, albeit uncharacteristically low-key. Love interest, a foxy librarian willing
to take a blind chance on a hood, is played by Matthau’s wife, Carol Grace, ‘the
inspiration for Holly Golightly’ (or so I’m told). The editing is by Radley
Metzger, the blue movie maverick behind The Opening of Misty Beethoven. Overall
assessment: a lean noir in the Gil Brewer, Day Keene, Jim Thompson tradition hampered
by a glaringly tight budget.
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