Fatal Lady

Don't watch this film unless you like opera. I knew there would be some but was shocked and disappointed as to how much Mary Ellis got to sing. At one point, she travels to France as a performer in a smoky nightclub - a sort of film noir setting. She tells us that she is now a smoky nightclub balladeer and we wonder how she will sound singing in a different style. It has got to be better than what we've heard so far. Come the moment and she takes the stage and ........starts singing opera.....! How is that a smoky ballad!! And how unrealistic. That is definitely not what the patrons of this nightclub come to listen to. It's totally out of place.

Towards the end of the film, the audience wakes up a little as we try to guess who the baddie is. There is a killer on the loose who seems to be bumping off anyone who gets romantically close to Ellis. However, the film sort of meanders nowhere for quite some time and we are forced to suffer through some wooden acting from Walter Pidgeon (David) and the excruciatingly awful Norman Foster (Phillip). John Halliday (Martan) has a funny scene when he pops in to visit Ellis and finds Pidgeon waiving a gun around. He scores the film a point for his dialogue delivery. The other good thing that happens in this film is what happens to Norman Foster.

Don't watch this unless you like opera, high pitched warbling of tunes that don't seem to go anywhere and lyrics that are completely unintelligible. There are some people out there who enjoy this sort of thing.