Scarlet Street

Fritz Lang
Film // January 24, 2017

Borrowing the screwball romance of Ball of Fire and packaging it in a noir akin to Laura, Fritz Lang’s Scarlet Street is a capable composition of ideas, but never seems to find a thread that resonates. Perhaps it’s the cast of well-acted, but truly unlikable, characters: a stunning Joan Bennett is flanked by an  asshole boyfriend–his defining trait being a tendency to assault her, and a creepy, lonely, old man–who becomes increasingly obsessed with her. The film is a rowdy con game that’s frustratingly amoral and unnecessarily complex.