The great thing about novel adaptations back in the day was that they clearly either adapted the movies of books they'd read ten years prior and couldn't remember anymore, or they'd be damned if they were going to finish the book before pounding out a script.
I say this, because I've seen the odd-ball noir detective film, The Lady in the Lake directed by and starring Robert Montgomery at least twice, but more like three times. Why? Well, it's a super strange movie told from a first person POV with a windy plot that takes a surprisingly believable break in the action for Christmas Eve, and features Audrey Totter at her Totter-iest.
|Why, yes, I am going to look right into the camera the whole movie. Why?|
But I don't really want to write a compare-and-contrast of the film and book. First, only one of you has likely even seen this movie (for shaaaaaame...), and, you know, they're two different beasts.
Still, Audrey Totter.
|seriously, this movie is odd, and I totally recommend it|