Often cited as the best Elvis movie - I wouldn't agree with that (Viva Las Vegas is more of an 'Elvis movie') but it is arguable the best film that Elvis was in. A JD film crossed with a bit of musical stuff - the opening scene of deserted New Orleans streets feels almost Porgy and Bess like, and the scene where Elvis sings along to a girl on the radio is similarly theatrical.
Elvis is at his most early-period Tony Curtis here - all snarls, swivelling hips and chip on the shoulder. He's charismatic and very strong, though he isn't protected as well as he should be - for instance there's an awful bit where he gives the "poor me" exposition all by himself... that's the job for a supporting character, guys!
Although Dolores Hart is the nominal love interest, far more time is spent on Elvis' relationship with Carolyn Jones, which is heavily adult - but because she's a mistress, she has to die.
Walter Matthau is effective as a gangster, as is Vic Morrow as a thug.
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