Rarely am I gobsmacked by a film, but Nora Prentiss fully smacked my gob. The premise, if not executed as well as it was, reads a trifle ridiculous. A man convicted of his own murder — preposterous, right? Not if all the stars in the universe align at precisely the same time to screw you.
This film wouldn’t have worked if the femme fatale had been a slinky seductress, or the male lead an irredeemable womanizer. No, this is simply a tale of the wrong people falling hopelessly in love with one another when circumstances prevent them from being able to honor that love in a way that doesn’t hurt them both, with other people’s lives as collateral damage.
James Wong Howe’s cinematography and Franz Waxman’s score are both perfect complements to this dark tale of what happens when good people give in to their worst impulses and get in too deep too quickly to escape the pull of oblivion.
Nora Prentiss is now streaming on Watch TCM.
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