Greg Andersson’s review published on Letterboxd:
It’s criminal that Charles Laughton never directed again, though I understand it was by partially by his own choosing as he preferred directing theater. Perhaps the most gorgeous movie ever lensed, every shot could be framed and hung on a wall. Robert Mitchum gives a haunting performance, no moment leaves you feeling easy. If it gets dinged on anything, it’s the wonky pacing early on. It rushes through the setup but once it gets going it grabs hold and never lets go.