Robert Montgomery's 1946 adaptation of Raymond Chandler's finest novel is a notoriously misguided experiment in subjective camera, with the camera standing in, literally, for detective Philip Marlowe, smoking cigarettes and punching hoods with mechanical insouciance. A complete failure, but an educational one. Orson Welles planned to make his first film this way—thank God he didn't, or we'd never have had
Citizen Kane. 103 min.
By
Dave Kehr
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