I Wouldn’t Be in Your Shoes
Directed by William Nigh
Written by Steve Fisher; story by Cornell Woolrich
1948/US
Monogram Studios
IMDb page
First viewing/Criterion Channel
Inspector Stevens: I’ve been on the police force for twenty-five years. I’ve turned in some honeys for indictment, but never in all that time have I had such an unbeatable, airtight case as I’ve got against you.
This was the next in line for holiday noirs. The story of this Poverty-Row B movie’s sole connection to the holidays is that a key development occurs on Christmas Eve.
Tom (Don Castle) and Ann (Elyse Knox) are married and perform as a dance team when they have work. Castle is currently unemployed and Knox works at a dance studio which seems more like a dime a dance place. When Tom foolishly throws his only shoes at a cat, he becomes embroiled in a murder investigation. Ann starts a private investigation of her own. With Regis Toomey as a detective.
This movie is my definition of meh. With the exception of Toomey the acting is bad, the plot is predictable, and the melodramatic music is annoying.
