113 minute running time, at least 20 minutes too long. I like Chandler, lots of snappy dialogue (via Faulkner), but the story lost me, too complicated, I didn’t know what the hell was going on. I like Lauren Bacall and her sultry smoker’s voice, her sister (Martha Vickers) was cute too. A complete mystery to me why Humphrey Bogart was a sex symbol, he does nothing for me. Another noir movie from the 1940s that Criterion has put in their collection, but I wasn’t thrilled.