Surprisingly complex emotional dramedy about a defense attorney for the people who finds himself in hot water over a fabricated alibi. Barrymore looks like he's still memorizing lines and delivers a top notch "profile" performance at the center of a man watching his life fall apart around him. Manic office machinations approach His Girl Friday levels with a wonderful supporting cast of supporting characters. Not every subplot lands on its feet, but this turned out to be the most pleasant surprise of the Nitrate Picture Show 2019.

Over-the-top noir that tries too hard to imitate The Big Sleep and The Maltese Falcon with moderate success. Producers shoehorned the wonderful Lizabeth Scott into the Bacall role instead of letting her just be Lizabeth Scott. Even Bogart doesn't really appear to believe in the nonsense script. All that aside, it's still an enjoyable noir -- unintentional humor included.

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

I had fun, but at what cost to my worldview?