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Best movie ever!

The acting in this movie is really good.

It’s fine. It's literally the definition of a fine movie. You’ve seen it before, you know every beat and outcome before the characters even do. Only question is how much escapism you’re looking for.

The story, direction, characters, and writing/dialogue is akin to taking a tranquilizer shot to the neck, but everything else was so well done.

I was interested in seeing this after just reading and reviewing the novel on Amazon. A pretty good adaptation, containing scenes and dialogue lifted directly from Huggins' novel. The story has been speeded up and abbreviated, and some of the names have been changed, but if you liked the novel you'll like the movie. Probably one of a million in 1948, but well worth watching for now because of Franchot Tone, the smarty pants Glenda Farrell (The Mystery Of The Wax Museum, Torchy Blaine), and early roles by Raymond Burr (Perry Mason), John Ireland (any number of John Wayne movies).and the prolific character actor Arthur Space. This convoluted movie and the novel were written by the great Roy Huggins (The Fugitive, Rockford Files, and 77 Sunset Strip, which was based on this movie and his novel), and directed by S. Sylvan Simon who died at age forty-two soon after this was released. For those who want to look up the novel, the ending is identical. Enjoy, enjoy.

I saw this in a theater in '07 at Noir City in Seattle. It's what was evolving into television-style production of the various genres at H'wood's command. As noted elsewhere FT is risible in tough guy scenarios (just ask Tom Neal) and I think the inspiration was more Hammer than Hammet as someone else here claimed. It would put you to sleep if you tried to watch it on video or TV. It's passable in a theater, especially if you haven't seen old movies in context before.

Trouble could be her middle name as this bubble dancer reveals secrets about her past with the help of some truly bizarre characters. Private detective Franchot Tone must find out the past of the wife of his client and what he ends up with is more trouble than love can handle. Along the way he meets a bunch of shady characters curious to find out why he's trying to find out info on this person, including some shady nightclub proprietors, a cockney waitress with an incredible gift of twisting conversations away from the questions being asked her. Then there's the sister of the investigated dame whose presence instantly brings a ton of other questions, not all of which will be answered. This features a truly smart alecky screenplay and plenty of twists and turns that make you say, "huh?" until the end which in a second's notice becomes "Ah ha!" When you've got females involved like Janet Blair, Adele Jergens, Janis Carter and Glenda Farrell, you know that the wisecracks and double entendres will be coming fast and furious. Veteran Farrell seems to be emulating Lee Patrick from "The Maltese Falcon" as Tone's no nonsense secretary. Such great character actors as Eduardo Cianelli, John Ireland and Steven Geray add on interesting male characterizations, with Geray reminding me of all the other thick accented Europeans after World War II whose foreign persona instantly indicated something shady. In one of his earliest roles, Raymond Burr shows off his expertise at villainy, his specialty until TV cast him as a hero detective like Tone's character. Tone, a veteran of a few classic thrillers of this nature, doesn't rival Bogart for the type of sly wisecracks he's given. While the Los Angeles locations of the 1940's offer a feeling of nostalgia (including a visit to the Santa Monica pier), the plot requires more of a road map than Tone's travels. This is the type of film to watch on the big screen (preferably as part of a film noir festival) so you don't have any distractions. If only the story wasn't so off the beat and path and the twist at the end so darned ordinary, this might have rated a bit higher. Still great fun for film noir buffs, though.

Don't be put off by the frisky title: I Love Trouble isn't one of those dismal crime-cum-comedy hybrids so inexplicably popular in the '40s (true, a bantering element tries to creep in from time to time but it's held mercifully at bay; one routine, however, starring a hash-slinger named Miss Phipps, deserves to be bronzed).It's a pretty hard-boiled private-eye yarn, very much in the Raymond Chandler tradition - maybe a bit too much. More specifically, I Love Trouble follows the footsteps tramped out by Murder, My Sweet and The Lady in the Lake, and follows them doggedly. And its subsidiary roles are filled with actors who make up a Who's Who of film noir: Janice Carter, Adele Jergens, John Ireland, Raymond Burr (barely visible, alas), Tom Powers, Eduardo Ciannelli, Steven Geray, Sid Tomack. Parts even smaller (it's a big cast) are filled to the brim with apt characterization.The principal role of the gumshoe, however, goes to Franchot Tone, who plays it very much in the Powell-and-Mongomery-as-Marlowe style. He's hired by a tough businessman (Powers) to keep tabs on his elusive wife (Lynn Merrick). Tone traces the obligatory route from low dives to high places in his quest, from back alleys in Portland and fish dumps near the oil derricks of Santa Monica (Chandler's corrupt `Bay City') to gated mansions where swimming pools sparkle amid manicured lawns. All Tone knows is that, back in '46 (or was it '41?), Merrick came down from Oregon, where he learns that she was a bubble dancer in a mobbed-up nightclub, who absconded to Southern California with a cheesy comic (Tomack).Or did she? When another woman claiming to be Merrick's sister (Janet Blair) fails to recognize her picture, Tone finds himself with a lot of pieces none of which seem to fit together. And the heavies from up north are joined by powerful folks in Los Angeles who firmly discourage him from looking any further (when he's not being eyed fetchingly by expensive wives and mistresses, he's conked on the head or drugged up at every turn). Getting warmer, he tries to coax more information from Tomack, only to find the funny fishmonger dead and himself a suspect. But when Merrick's body washes up under a pier, her death opens more questions than it answers....The director, S. Sylvan Simon, shows considerable promise which was not to be redeemed (he died, at age 41, three years after making this movie). But most of the credit, however derivative, should probably accrue to its writer, and author of the novel on which it's based, Roy Huggins; he also penned Too Late For Tears, Woman in Hiding and Pushover, and, moving to television, would create 77 Sunset Strip, The Fugitive, and The Rockford Files. It goes to show how cracking the books at the school of Raymond Chandler can pay off in the future. So what if I Love Trouble is knockoff Chandler, a cocktail shaken up from two films made from his novels? Chandler neat is a potent shot - even watered down it holds its deep, smoky flavor.