Until the last fifteen minutes or so, when the Joan of Arc parallels get increasingly heavy handed and the mood grows drearily solemn, this is a most diverting escape from the Nazis pic. It benefits from a smart, occasionally witty screenplay by two Hollywood scribes of whom I'd not heard named Charles Bennett and Ellis St. Joseph and fast paced, well executed action from the always reliable director, Robert Stevenson. The chase sequence through the rainy streets of Paris, involving Paul Henreid and a relentless Gestapo guy, that culminates in a steam bath is almost as good as those of Hitchcock or Reed. And the acting is all good with Henreid, Michelle Morgan, Laird Cregar and May Robson in tip top form. Give it a B.
PS...I refuse to believe Alan Ladd was ever that young. Has to be special effects.
PS...I refuse to believe Alan Ladd was ever that young. Has to be special effects.