Say what you will about B noir films, but every once in a while, you come across one that is practically perfectly made. This is one of these gems. A man commits justifiable homicide (I would have set him free) against a really obnoxious woman who attacks him with a nail file. Unfortunately, he compounds his mistake through a series of unfortunate events; a flood, an eye-witness bad boy down by the tracks, an intellectual blond who constantly reads (the only one I have ever seen in cinema), and a flood. This poor guy gets the book of fate thrown at him. You are rooting for him all the way; even when he does heinous things. Not to be missed.
Review of Inner Sanctum
