A tired and ragged looking Robert Mitchum puts on his fedora once more for another Philip Marlowe noir. However, it doesn't fit so well this time. His line readings span from from dreadfully boring to laugh-out-loud hysterical. Where is the actor from Out of the Past or The Night of the Hunter?
Charlotte Rampling does her best Lauren Bacall impression with decent results. However, after Faye Dunaway's performance in Chinatown (a noir done right), a Bacall drag act seems tired and dated. Syliva Miles steals the few scenes she's in by not acting as if she was in a noir, and instead, just acting.
Overall, I would watch this film for camp value, hence my 6 star rating (one comedy star for the drug sequence alone). It's certainly not terrible but after the 40th noir trope they pull out, you get tired. Not as tired as Mitchum, but still tired.
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