Slow pace in the most part of the movie.

Instead, you get a movie that's enjoyable enough, but leaves you feeling like it could have been much, much more.

The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

The film may be flawed, but its message is not.

This sensationalist, almost sleazy, certainly cheap cautionary tale has been offered a good cast: Martha Vickers plays the adventuress, Hillary Brooke the endearing wife, Dumbrille has a supporting part, Leonid Kinskey plays the kind impresario, Beal is the hesitant songwriter, whose switch to the temptress comes mostly from his habituation with the concubine he knew from their childhood; conveniently, the script skips Linda's fight for her husband, who only comes back to her a 2nd time because his muse Kitty kicks him again. If the facts seem plausible, the script is meager. Genuine tenderness inspires songs less good than those given by infatuation. Anyway, the songwriter's breakthrough should of been the show that got canceled (while he was celebrating with his newfound muse).Martha plays convincingly a seductress, who's not heartless, wicked or mean, but shallow, groundless, misguided, more of a deluded girl, the shapely Hillary Brooke plays a dependable, reliable woman, the domestic muse, who won't inspire hits, but songs that earn a modest living.Kitty makes an attempt at good living: 1st by trying modeling, where she resents being manhandled, etc., then by taking part briefly in a frame-up business, with a crooked lawyer, afterward she shares in the songwriter's sudden fame; she even claims being fond of the tycoon she married, the industrialist, and it was a leading role for the actress, though the script offers no one a good role. The script is obviously interested mainly in the social trend, not in the characters or drama.The storyline for an exploitation movie was ready; with a good script and a better director, this one could of been a drama.

If you can get past the sappy ending and a few plot stretches, this is a pretty good programmer. Seems Dan's (Beal) a struggling songwriter who takes inspiration from Kitty (Vickers) such that he comes up with a popular hit. Trouble is he's had a long relationship with good girl Linda (Brooke) that now comes unglued as Kitty schemes to get a share of the windfall. Thus the narrative follows the romantic and calculating travails of the boardinghouse trio.It's a cheap production. However, the acting is good even if the story seldom leaves movie sets. This is a chance to catch two of the 40's premier vixens in the same frame. Brooke is cast against type, all sweetness and light, yet managing to bridge the strained abruptness of Linda's romantic turnarounds. At the same time, Vickers hides her scheming under a pretty face that's hard to resist. To me, the non-handsome Beal is perfect for the beleaguered composer, his disheveled appearance quite appropriate to the role. And too bad this was the only screen appearance of Laurie Lind (Helen) whose mop of hair and distinctive looks are career worthy. Then too, it's a colorful touch casting the so-called mad-Russian, Leonid Kinskey, as the harried music producer. He lends an exotic contrast to the more conventional others. It's also worth noting how radio dominates the movie's entertainment scene. However, 1949 was a year when TV was making inroads into the popular media including film, but no hint of that here. Anyway, the distinctive cast makes this contrived story worth a look-see.

A young songwriter (John Beal) tells his story of his relationship with a missing young woman (Martha Vickers) who was part of a shady alimony racket where young women marry men they don't love and manipulate the husband into divorcing them so they can share the alimony with the shyster lawyer (Douglas Dumbrille) representing them. Vickers is a tough cookie who claims she influenced Beal into writing the song that made him a success, stealing him away from his girlfriend (Hillary Brooke) with the intention of fleecing him.This fast-moving "B" film ranks slightly higher than an exploitation movie, yet is actually very entertaining. The future "Blossom Rock" (Marie Blake) is extremely amusing as Beal's and Vickers' advice-giving landlady with Dumbrille appropriately smarmy as a lawyer using young women to meet his own ends. Vickers goes over-dramatically ballistic in one scene with Brooke but for the most part, she is a cool cat with claws sharpened for that waiting pounce. It is easy to see why Beal could be manipulated by her. While Brooke isn't necessarily naive enough to see through Vickers, she isn't given the opportunity to stand up to Vickers beyond a simple warning. Still, she's believable, and her nobility isn't played as stupidity or wimpiness. The result is a fun scam-related noir drama that may not be classic but is a step above the usual poverty row pot-boilers.

Produced by the obscure Equity Pictures, this tale of woe features a decidedly third-string cast, and a disjointed, unfocused and under-motivated script -- possibly the result of avoiding the wrath of the Breen office, or possibly plain incompetence. Zeisler was one of the more interesting directors working on Poverty Row, and manages to keep the story moving, instilling it with his usual arid fatalism. However, he fails to emphasize some of the key plot developments, and a clever last-minute twist is pretty much wasted. Many of the background details are patently ridiculous; e.g., Beal's overenthusiastic songwriter thumps on the piano all night in his boarding house's salon without eliciting complaint from his fellow boarders, and his girlfriend is absurdly forgiving of his two-timing indiscretions. Martha Vickers, dolled up like a waxworks, makes one of the least alluring femmes fatales in history, Beal must have been a desperation choice for a leading man, and the original songs are incredibly verbose. Despite its shortcomings, B-movie aficionados will be intrigued by the surprisingly overt depiction of unscrupulous women luring unsuspecting husbands into compromising positions to extract alimony. There's some good support from Laurie Lind as the cynical golddigger friend of the lead character, and from Hollywood's favourite stereotype East European eccentric, Leonid Kinskey, as a song plugger.