Film

The Glass Key

Name: The Glass Key
Genre: Crime, Mystery, Thriller
Released: 1942
Cast: Brian Donlevy, Veronica Lake, Alan Ladd, Bonita Granville, Richard Denning

A fast, hard-boiled Hammett adaptation about the price of loyalty in dirty politics. Brian Donlevy's ward boss needs a murder to disappear before it sinks his candidate; Alan Ladd's fixer is the only man loyal enough to make it happen. Clipped, cynical, and brutal in short bursts, it's a lean 85 minutes for anyone who likes their noir plain and mean.

TMDb rating

6.7

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