A bit low-key and Ann Sheridan's motivations are too cloudy. But this movie has a lot going for it. Sheridan gives a terrific, brassy performance and her character transformation is wholly believable. I also really enjoyed Robert Keith. The dialogue is witty as heck, some very amusing banter going on. The tension is sparse, but it all pays off in an amazing, frenzied climax set in an amusement park. Comedy and noir don't often blend together well, but Foster pulls it off nicely.

Wow, a comedy noir that works! Sheridan is especially good, as are the other two leads. Elliott bears more than a slight resemblance to Christopher Guest btw. Recurrent musical motif pinched from Tchaikovsky. The roller-coaster finale has to (or ought to) be some sort of noir icon. Oh yeah, and Rembrandt was cool too.

Even an early reveal of the killer doesn't take away the tension of this movie. As Frank's wife falls back in love with him during her hunt for clues, I started to care about what would happen to Frank. There we go: tension, leading to the kind of grotesquely suspenseful ending that can only happen at an amusement park.