Film

This Gun for Hire

Name: This Gun for Hire
Genre: Crime, Thriller, Mystery
Released: 1942
Cast: Alan Ladd, Veronica Lake, Robert Preston, Laird Cregar, Tully Marshall

Alan Ladd's icy breakout as a friendless contract killer chasing the boss who double-crossed him, with Veronica Lake as the woman who gets tangled in his revenge. Brisk, moody, wartime-shadowed noir that turns a killer into something close to a wounded animal you can't help watching. Under 90 minutes, all nerve and slow-burn dread.

TMDb rating

7.0

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