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A dark and brooding film, one I remember to this day. In 1945 it was not considered slow, so it's interesting to read the other comments and try to guess the age of the commentator: the youngest, I'll bet, are the ones who found it to be painfully slow. Today, I can understand that. Still, the film was grand (a descriptive we don't use often these days, either!) I'd hesitate seeing it again because of how well it depicted horror. It's a must-see for those who value the truth, and value film history. Whatever may be said about Angela Lansbury, pro or con, by other reviewers, think what a wondrously long career she's had. Amazing. As for the homosexual undertones of Dorian that others found, I was too young to have found that in 1945, so guess I'll have to view it again. It's wonderful - sometimes - the way some things go over the heads of the young.

Call me an old romantic fool, but I liked this film. If you've ever been foolishly in love, you'll relate. But just watching the beautiful Lana ~ though yes, age was creeping up ~ you knew she was a favorite of audiences NOT only because she was gorgeous. Ray Milland plays it tightly, but good heavens, in those days men did not emote, so give the guy a break. Barry Sullivan, always a loved slightly seedy fellow, handsome as ever, and Jean Hagen and Margaret Phillips lent solid support. Phillips, who played the disabled wife, died at age 61; now I have to go research how and why. She was a very active performer. And how about the unusually elegant Tom Ewell? Great stuff. Enjoy it on a rainy Sunday morning.