A nadir in the career of Sam Goldwyn, this is an endless, turgid, boring, repetitve account of a young man (Farley Granger) with a chip on his shoulder who's mother is dying who kills a priest in a fit of anger and that's about it.
Full of repetitive story beats. Dana Andrews is a smug priest. There's about ten minutes of story. Dud love plot. Granger tries but has to play the same note again and again.
This film was so bad.
The photography was very good. It's polished. The acting was fine.
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