Film

The Blue Dahlia

Name: The Blue Dahlia
Genre: Crime, Mystery
Released: 1946
Cast: Alan Ladd, Veronica Lake, William Bendix, Howard Da Silva, Doris Dowling

A postwar noir about a navy veteran framed for his unfaithful wife's murder. Alan Ladd and Veronica Lake crackle with tension as he hunts the real killer while the cops close in. It's a taut, smartly plotted thriller that captures the disillusionment of returning soldiers in a world that's moved on without them. Essential 1940s entertainment.

TMDb rating

3.3

Should you watch it?

Watch it if you like postwar noir where the dialogue does the heavy lifting, a wisecracking hero drifting through after-hours Los Angeles, and a plot that trusts you to keep up.

Skip it if you want a tidy whodunit, since the plotting is loose and the romance and rough-edged banter often matter more than the puzzle.

What it asks of you: A brisk ninety-nine minutes, with a slow-burn mood of tension and drink and a lot of talk; it rewards sitting back rather than tracking every clue.

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