Detour: The ultimate story of a guy caught in the bad. Pianist is hitchhiking to California to see his girlfriend. He gets picked up by this guy - and it is all downhill from there. Again, not your typical film noir, but it does have one thing that modern audiences most associate with the genre (although it is only in some of the film noirs): the voice over, the narration of what a person did, was doing, or was going to do or what he was and is thinking. The lead lady was a pretty good actress. She played a manipulative, scheming woman with a bad drunk side. You certainly hate her alright. It was okay to watch once, but I wouldn't care to see it again.
2 1/2 out of 5 stars.
The House on 92nd Street: Not your typical film noir. This movie is basically a glory story for the FBI. It tells the story of how the FBI managed to keep the secret of the atomic bomb out of Germany's hands through "The Christopher case" Interesting enough, although nothing about it was phenomenal. I do know a lot more about the FBI now. This one didn't impress me at all, but I do think the FBI deserves a great big thank you.
2 out of 5 stars
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