Fourteen Hours

Possesses an interesting, casually-tense atmosphere reminiscent of something like Ace in the Hole, though, thankfully, a lot more vulnerable than Wilder's caustic satire. Paul Douglas plays a beat cop trying to talk down a jumper (Richard Basehart) from the ledge, and juggles a lot of tricky emotional terrain with sublime ease. The film dips a bit into the 1950s psychoanalysis stuff that makes it pretty easy to see why "average Joes" hate psychiatry in the 1950s, but when it straps down into its character work, it really soars.