Film

Lured

Name: Lured
Genre: Mystery, Crime, Thriller
Released: 1947
Cast: George Sanders, Lucille Ball, Charles Coburn, Boris Karloff, Cedric Hardwicke

A 1947 thriller that drops Lucille Ball into noir territory as a London dancer who becomes bait for a serial killer haunting the classifieds. It's a genuine mystery wrapped in the discomfort of a woman in mortal danger, with an ensemble cast of sinister men circling her. Stylish, tense, and genuinely strange to watch Ball in this register.

TMDb rating

3.2

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