Victory ★★★½

Half-the-way-there prototype of the decadent tropics/spiritual malaise trope where defeated white men in vanilla suits drink themselves to death under the blades of a ceiling fan; Tourneur experiments here with the expressive qualities of beaded curtains and even tries out a 1919 version of noir lighting effects. It's slight, but it's one of the more impressive Tourneurs I've seen, and I've suddenly decided I shouldn't mustn't give up on him yet.

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