Flawed film, but still valuable...
This is a flawed film, but still valuable because of the uniqueness of the subject matter...
..There's enough footage and info that communicates the story just fine. The director acts like a kid stumbling on some treasure...He does not take a back seat to the story, he rides it around on it like a tricycle, screaming "Mommy! Look at me!!"
The director's narcissism is ridiculous and evident..The first clips we see of Patricia Douglas are of her talking about the director, and what a unique individual he is, and how she's never met anyone like him!!
Continuity of her interview is diminished greatly by cheesy "rape" clips intercut at dramatic moments..There is also a hotel scene where the director goes to visit her which is a case of overkill...
It would have been fine to show him waiting in the hotel room, then answering the phone call to tell him he can't meet with her. But the scene goes on and on, and continues onto a follow shot through the casino and then out to a deserted street where the director is shown walking alone at night like in a noir film.
Another review here mentioned him dancing on David Ross's grave..That scene must have been cut due to its tastelessness, it wasn't on the DVD version.
In a way, the assailant and the victim are paired in the loneliness of their lives, there is a ghastly photo of them coming face to face in the court house.
It is eerie and bizarre the ramifications of one night in 1937 can have on so many people's lives..
..and how you never, ever can really know someone.