Two slick con-artists plan to cap their success with a really big score by impersonating a psychic.
Actors Brooke and Conway together at last. In fact, shady sophistication doesn't come any better. Except here, Brooke's Mary is given a battered conscience, compromising her usual icy demeanor, while Conway's Kingsley manages his usual suave persona. The movie starts out really well with a couple of slick swindle operations by the two. Gypping the greedy pawnshop owner is both cleverly done and perversely satisfying. But then, when Mary goes into a stage act and private dick Kingsley hangs around the police station like a regular cop, the narrative becomes a real stretch. After all, that big swindle operation in the nightclub must involve fifty collaborators, any one of which could blow the whole fake mind-reading act. At the same time, would real cops let a shady PI go along with them on official business. Too bad, the con game springs a leak after such a clever start.
Impresario Stone appears unsure about how much documentary approach to use. After all, this was a time when Dragnet's semi-documentary style was lighting up TV sets. Nonetheless, the movie's very well mounted, using abundant location shots and persuasive interiors. And I really like Stone's boldness in using a nearly obese Kruschen as a cop at a time when movie cops looked anything but. All in all, however, it's a movie that shows early promise before believability begins to scatter.