Byron Haskin directed this wicked tale of greed and bloodlust and it's a doozy. Lizabeth Scott and hubby Arthur Kennedy come into a stash of dough (the way people in the movies come into a stash of dough!) and she wants to keep it, he wants to turn it over to the authorities. She gets her way. Or does she? She's soon up to her eyeballs in one greed fueled predicament after another. She's dogged by ruthless Dan Duryea who wants the money back as well as by deceptively nice Don Defore. Scott, who mastered the role of film noir bad girl in the 1940s, is perfect here too. She's unrelenting. Duryea is excellent (who was better at playing shifty eyed creeps?) and Kristine Miller is the sole decent character (as Kennedy's suspicious sister). Look fast for Denver Pyle toward the end of the film. The tightly wound script is by Roy Huggins from a Saturday Evening Post serial.
Review of Too Late for Tears
