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This Movie Can Only Be Described With One Word.

Brilliant and touching

Great movie. Not sure what people expected but I found it highly entertaining.

Although the 80-minute TV version leaves a few holes in the script and omits a couple of minor characters (I didn't notice any refugees), it is a considerable improvement on the original – and this will please just about everybody except Mr. Ford's most rabid fans. Mr. Ford makes a late entrance and disappears from the film altogether during most of the climax, but his absence is not missed all that much. He is less indulgently photographed than Rita Hayworth and his mannerisms seem even more theatrical than usual.On the other hand, Miss Hayworth is very kindly treated by Joseph Walker's soft-focus lighting and is stunningly gowned. She also has the lion's share of the action and acquits herself so effectively in the dramatic sections that the climactic sequences will have most viewers on the edges of their seats. Vincent Sherman's direction shows his customary skill in the handling of action and his usual efficiency in dialogue scenes. Joseph Walker's atmospheric photography is also a big help in creating suspense.Alexander Scourby is delightfully sinister as Max Fabian. Surprising to see dance choreographer Valerie Bettis as one of his confederates (she has the inside gag line, "Maybe I ought to learn to dance!" which was no doubt penned on the set) and essaying a scene in which she is slightly whiffed most effectively too! Torin Thatcher plays a police inspector with his usual air of forthright efficiency, whilst Howard Wendell does rather better as the American consul here than he does as the police commissioner in "The Big Heat". Steven Geray tries a part right off his usual track and is most effective as a corrupt night club proprietor. The other roles are comparatively small, but are well cast and played.Production values leave nothing to be desired — with the exception of the songs which are pedestrian and the dances which contrive to be both distasteful and unexciting.

Producer & Director Vincent Sherman's lackluster "Affair in Trinidad," with Rita Hayworth and Glenn Ford, looks like a loose rip-off of Alfred Hitchcock's "Notorious" with just enough changed so it is too obvious. Aside from the maps that are shown at the outset, this Columbus Pictures release appears to have been confined to the studio's back lot. I don't think that anybody set foot in the British possession during the production of this polished looking potboiler. Rita Hayworth plays quite a dame. She is a singer and a dancer who entrances everybody she meets until she runs into Glenn Ford. The Oscar Saul & James Gunn screenplay based on a story by Virginia Van Upp and Bernie Giler amounts to half-baked Cold War intrigue.The action opens during the evening as a member of the American Consulate, Anderson (Howard Wendell of "The Big Heat"), meets Inspector Smythe (Torin Thatcher of "Darby's Rangers") at the dock. As it turns out, an American citizen, an artist named Neal Emery, has apparently committed suicide. Furthermore, the dead man had the brother. Indeed, former World War II aviator Steve Emery (Glenn Ford of "Gilda") was on his way to visit his brother and Chris Emery (Rita Hayworth)in the island paradise. Chris works at The Caribe, a night club where she sings and dances. She is renowned for her seductive dance number called 'A chick a chick boom chick boom.' This is probably the most imaginative aspect about this predictable intrigue. Steve arrives as the inquest is being held, but he cannot believe that the British authorities have ruled his brother's demise as suicide. Meantime, the authorities know that Neal had dealings with a wealthy island businessman, Max Fabian (Alexander Scourby of "The Glory Brigade"), who is quite the suspicious character. Inspector Smythe refuses to let Chris leave the island because they know not only that Neal was not murdered, but also that his murder may have had something to do with Fabian. Fabian is a slick, well-dressed, and literately spoken gentleman. Smythe convinces Chris to work with them and try to find out what Fabian is cooking up. Eventually, we learn Fabian and his peculiar house guests are building rockets, like the Nazi V-2 rocket, to attack America. At one point in "Affair in Trinidad" do we learn anything about the Soviet's participation in this conspiracy. Interestingly enough, the scheme that these terrorists have dreamed up and compared with Pearl Harbor foreshadowed the Cuban Missile Crisis of the early 1960s. Meantime, after all that he has seen and heard, Steve has nothing but contempt for Chris. Chris cannot let him in on her scheme to find out what mischief that Fabian is up to until Steve breaks into his house and shoots him by accident. The authorities arrive not long afterward, but Steve has already swapped lead with Fabian and killed him. Now that her former husband's death has been cleared up to everybody's satisfaction, Chris leaves the island with Steve on a cruise-liner bound for Chicago. Evidently, it appears that Steve will get to marry his dead brother's wife.The cast is first-class. Hayworth is sexy as ever, while Ford seems to make a fool of himself in his desperate efforts to discover the truth behind his late brother's death. Little about his routine thriller may strike you as being memorable.

I've been in a few seedy nightclubs around the world and I have yet to find one where Rita Hayworth was saucily dancing in her bare feet. The rest of this mystery I've already forgotten and is just there as a vehicle for Rita's dance numbers (her singing was dubbed). The film was 'produced' by the Beckworth Corporation which was actually a front set up by Hayworth to reduce her tax bill. I'm not sure why they chose Trinidad as the locale, they didn't film one scene there and there weren't any Trini accents, music, or culture to be found in the movie. At the time T&T was simply a place in the Caribbean known for having a few US Naval bases and the subject of the song "Rum and Coca-Cola." This affair didn't end soon enough for me.

It's ironic that Rita's 1952 return to the screen was shot in black and white when her film in 1948 "The Loves of Carmen" was filmed in color. For her comeback film, you would have thought Harry Cohn would have given everything to the film to make it appealing: Rita, Glenn Ford, a similar film to "Gilda" in plot and style, and some songs (dubbed as usual) and dances for Rita.It's an okay film, but it's a bit unbelievable in spots. For example, Rita is trying to sneak around late at night in someone's house to uncover information while she is wearing her high heeled shoes. Wouldn't she have taken the shoes off to avoid making a sound so as not to be heard? She danced barefoot in one number, so it's not like the studio didn't want to show her shoeless. Another thing is how can her brother in law fall madly in love with her after a mere three days after discovering his brother has died? I enjoyed it, but to appreciate Hayworth's talent, there are better movies to see. Ironically, this movie made much more money than "Gilda" did!