Crossfire may have some historical interest for Gloria Grahame fans, but I don’t see it as a noir. It is a good B crime picture, but the only complexity is found in the peripheral characters of the taxi dancer and her strange boyfriend. It is predictable and too overtly preachy to sustain a deeper analysis. The main players are not deeply drawn and there is no real tension.
Paul Kelly, as the weird spurned lover of taxi-dancer Ginni, steals the film:
You know what I just told you – it’s lie…
Do you believe that – that’s a lie too…
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