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An automobile is blown up as it crosses the Mexican border into the United States. Mike Vargas, a high ranking Mexican narcotics official on honeymoon with his bride Susie is drawn into the investigation because a Mexican national has been accused of the crime. The figurative and physical presence of Hank Quinlan as the 330 pound sheriff looms all over. Quinlan is a fanatic where "justice" is concerned, even if obtaining it involves planting evidence. Quinlan's reputation for law and order enables him to bend the law without question until Vargas confronts him. From that point on, it's a battle of wits between the two that, with an accelerating pace, rushes to a thrilling climax.
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janet leigh should avoid secluded motels
Peter Stephens
31 December 2008
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I know Touch of Evil is regarded as having ended the classic "Noir" school and it's certainly a dark view of things. Orson Welles never looks so convincing as he does here, bloated and sluggish, with mean little piggy eyes ... concern for the noble cause of the law long gone in this lawman. The movie is worth it even just for the famous opening shot. It was what attracted me, but it's almost immediately matched by several more magical scenes, mainly concerning nostalgia, a pianola, and Marlene Dietrich as a Mexican floozy. Actually, she does it beautifully. Charlton Heston as a Mexican sheriff? He does it beautifully too, except that the awful sound makes it seem like he's talking inside a tin can. The film does seem to get bogged down in the middle with Janet Leigh doing what she should never do: stay in secluded rural motels with eccentric proprietors.
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