One of that trilogy of Tuesday Weld films she made when she turned down Bonnie and Clyde etc.
This should be good. Greg Peck as a sheriff in the south tempted by hot little Tuesday Weld, whose family are moonshiners. But it doesn't quite work. There's no sex. Weld's got plenty but not Peck - he's too solid. It needs to be about the temptation and corruption of a man. Needs more sleaze and crime.
Ralph Meeker brings it, as her dad. Ditto Charles Durning. But Estelle Parsons is too white trash as the wife - the only contrast is she's old and less attractive, when it really needed to be she was lady like.
The film really needed to be made in the late 1950s when it would've been properly sleazy. Also Peck needed to have his life destroyed more at the end - to die, or go to prison or something. The movie pulls its punches.
Weld is good but she'd been playing these roles for too long and was getting older. The film could've been more rejigged for their ages and personas.