This wasn’t the greatest Alan Ladd film but it had a charm that eludes this radio adaptation. One problem is the length – this goes for an hour, which is far too long for such a light story. Ladd’s performance is smooth rather than energetic and the whole piece feels silly outside of wartime (it was silly in wartime too but the silliness didn’t seem to matter to much with a war on.)
The most interesting thing about it is King Vidor narrates – he’s got this dopey, flat-sounding monotone, like he’s playing a dumb cop or something.
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