morrison-dylan-fan January 2015:Whilst taking a look at IMDbs Film Noir board,I spotted a review from a fellow IMDber about a very good sounding Film Noir,which they mentioned appeared to have 10 minutes or so cut.Looking round online,I was disappointed to find that the only version which appeared was a 62 minute cut of the movie.May 2015:After giving up on finding the "full" version of the film,I was caught completely by surprise,when a fellow IMDber revealed that he had just tracked down the full version,which led to me getting ready to at last drive out of the blind spot.The plot:Grasping at his last $,fiction writer Jeffrey Andrews decides to go visit publisher Henry Small,in the hope of getting some quick cash.Pushing aside fellow writer Lloyd Harrison,Small tells Andrews that if he wants to get more cash,he needs to start writing more populist material,such as a murder-mystery book.Despite being rather drunk,Andrews comes up with an outline which involves a man getting murdered in a locked room.Taking Small's advance payment,Andrews talks to Small's secretary Evelyn Green,who agrees to come along with him for some drinks.Saying farewell to Green,a very drunk Andrews suddenly decides that he can go back to Small's office and rip up the contract,so that he can become a free agent,and not have to dance round for Small's cash.As he tears up his contract,Andrews hears a strange noise from Small's office,which leads to Andrews soon finding out that his fictional mystery is about to be become real.View on the film:Name checking Humphrey Bogart,the screenplay by Harry Perowne & Martin Goldsmith has a deliciously black Comedy streak,as Andrews grinds his pulp novel up,by talking in a blunt manner to anyone he suspects of keeping the "blind spot" in Small's murder burning.Along with Andrews sharp, sarcastic Film Npir one-liners, Perowne and Goldsmith also give the title some excellent proto-Giallo shots,with Andrews solving of his own mystery novel being revealed in scatted fragments,which are connected up as Andrews uncovers the blind spot in his mystery tale.Emphasizing the Giallo elements,director Robert Gordon and cinematographer George Meehan use icy first person tracking shots and silhouettes to show how cloudy Andrews mind is.Looking absolutely burnt-out, Chester Morris gives an excellent performance as Jeffrey Andrews,with Morris showing Andrews trying to get out of his Film Noir dead-end,by regaining fragments of his unwritten,unsolved mystery.Entering the title basking in an atmospheric mist,the gorgeous Constance Dowling gives a wicked Femme Fatale performance as Evelyn Green,thanks to Dowling taking Green from a flirty secretary to a hardened dame,who finds herself under Andrews blind spot.

kidboots Chester Morris had a full and varied screen career - he was the consummate film actor. He tried his hand at most parts and always succeeded. In 1930 he played opposite 3 very different actresses - Alice White ("Playing Around"), Norma Shearer ("The Divorcée") and Una Merkel ("The Cat Creeps") and enhanced all three. Because he had never been typecast he was able to move through the years playing a variety of parts and in the 1940s when actors of his age where looking at character parts, he had his own series in "Boston Blackie". "Blind Spot" was the last "stand alone" movie he made, cushioned between a couple of Boston Blackies, before he conquered television.Written by Martin Goldsmith, who wrote both "Detour" and "The Narrow Margin", it tells the story of Jeffrey Andrews (Morris), a writer down on his luck, who is forced to go to his publisher (who he secretly despises) for money he feels is his due. Small, who doesn't care for Andrews either, tries to convince him to come down off his artistic pedestal and write detective fiction. At the encouragement of Harrison, a popular mystery writer, Andrews outlines a "locked door" mystery he has had swimming around in his head. Later, at the bar, he meets Evelyn Green (Constance Dowling) Small's secretary, who comes in disheveled but eager to be friends (now she knows who he is) - she was pretty snooty at the office.The next day Andrews is paid a visit by the police - he thinks it is because he drunkenly broke into Small's office and destroyed his contract, but the police are there to charge him with Small's murder. Things look bad - he has been heard telling people in the street about murdering a man in a locked room and the police can't find Evelyn Green. Harrison, who doesn't believe Andrews is guilty, gets the police to release him into his custody but Andrews gives him the slip and tries to revisit everyone, who in his drunken state, he had told the story to - but people have a habit of turning up dead!!!! With a sprinkling of "Blind Alley" thrown in Andrews is hypnotised and soon believes he is the killer.This is a terrific unknown noir that deserves to be known. Morris is great as Andrews, unshaven and drunk for most of the movie but sobering up fast when he realises he may face the electric chair. Mild looking Steve Geray, who played Harrison, had a distinctive "Peter Lorre" like voice. Veronica Lake lookalike Constance Dowling was perfect as the romantic interest who, while her career was pretty lacklustre her private life was anything but. She had an affair with Eli Kazan in the late 1940s and her turbulent affair with Italian poet Cesare Pavese caused him to commit suicide in 1950.Highly Recommended.

goblinhairedguy Like Decoy, this distinctive low-budget noir has fallen through the cracks and deserves resurrection. It's another masterly essay in irony from the pen of Martin Goldsmith of Detour fame. The plot involves a desperate, alcoholic writer who sarcastically pitches a "locked room" murder mystery to his publisher, then sees the plot occur in real life (with himself as chief suspect, of course). Despite the lack of his presence in the credits, Cornell Woolrich's novels are an obvious influence here - themes of urban paranoia, loss of memory, disconnected characters, etc, were his stock-in-trade. The ripe dialogue borders on self-parody, and the entire exercise could have easily been directed as a satire of the genre. Instead it becomes a double-density noir. Morris and Geray are rather miscast, but peek-a-boo blonde Dowling is striking (particularly visually) as a potential femme fatale. The moody cinematography is engagingly oppressive, lingering on beads of sweat and trapping us in confined spaces. Director Robert Gordon worked mainly in TV and never had much success in film. The "locked room" mystery, a staple of the detective novel genre, was most memorably committed to celluloid in the early talkie classic The Kennel Murder Case.

Geoffrey Maher Jeffrey Anders is a down-on-his luck mystery writer who drunkenly blunders into his publisher's office one day with an idea for a new story. He has concocted a story where a dead body is found inside a locked, bolted room. He also has a simple solution for the mystery. Unfortunately, later his publisher is found dead inside a locked, bolted room and Anders can't remember the solution he told when he was drunk! Of course, Jeffrey is the main suspect since he was the last one to see the guy alive. He starts seeking out people he may have told the solution to. Then, those people start turning up dead as well. I liked this movie a lot. The suspects are pretty easy to narrow down once the love interest is cleared (she was the receptionist for the dead publisher and he always put the moves on her), but there's enough to keep your interest for 70 minutes and the acting is pretty good. Worth seeking out.