Rich Pure Doom’s review published on Letterboxd:
A Hitchcock plot with none of the fun or tension he would have infused it with. Lang in the 50's seemingly was making films only as a job at that point, because this is another example of a film that does absolutely nothing to stand out or differentiate itself. There is little here resembling real cinematic drama, suspense, emotion, or technique. It's simply an average script and the camera placed in front of some well known actors for it to play out. The logic of the plot is never even considered and every character in the film acts ignorant to Anne Baxter's obviously guilty, overstated performance. The fact that the film bails out of it's boring setup at the end with an absurd twist just made it seem all the more wasteful.