The vice czar Lombardo, the dreaded king of the red lights, with his physiognomy of hypocritical scoundrel, resembles Heffernan from 'King of Queens', as he seems on the brink of laughter during his last evening on earth, more mischievous than repentant. This makes his repentance seem funny. Anyway, the player made a career in the trade, and this is his moment of acknowledged _classicalness.
The vignettes are starkly effective. The whorehouse where is imprisoned Judy has an unnerving look. A chilling glimpse of the whorehouse trade, which means at least some of these social dramas fulfilled their aim. That bare stone-brick labyrinth, and the procurer's resoluteness.
You will see also a starlet of the vice movies, Fay McKenzie, as a schoolgirl, lured by a procurer.
Lombardo was believable enough as a crook, less as a gang chief, and not at all as a mustached repentant convict trying to warn the audience. He wasn't even the guy to wear that mustache. Anyway, he claims to be a Balkan aristocrat of royal descent; be it as it may, the player looked streetwise enough.
If you have already seen the sampled movies, the samples may seem meager. E. g., one won't get here an impression of the unnerving _lividness in the movie about the gigolo. If the storytelling was sensationalist and lurid, it didn't make the vices appealing. I can't imagine why anyone would join a racket and start making a living from the white slavery after seeing this. The movie is a 'best of W. Kent'. It works like a promotional teaser for reissues of the sampled movies.
Not only vice movies, but all cautionary tales can have an overtone of meanness, something scary, necessary to threaten, to shock. Classic sermons for penitents, for penance, did have one. Where those sermons exploitative?
The vignettes are starkly effective. The whorehouse where is imprisoned Judy has an unnerving look. A chilling glimpse of the whorehouse trade, which means at least some of these social dramas fulfilled their aim. That bare stone-brick labyrinth, and the procurer's resoluteness.
You will see also a starlet of the vice movies, Fay McKenzie, as a schoolgirl, lured by a procurer.
Lombardo was believable enough as a crook, less as a gang chief, and not at all as a mustached repentant convict trying to warn the audience. He wasn't even the guy to wear that mustache. Anyway, he claims to be a Balkan aristocrat of royal descent; be it as it may, the player looked streetwise enough.
If you have already seen the sampled movies, the samples may seem meager. E. g., one won't get here an impression of the unnerving _lividness in the movie about the gigolo. If the storytelling was sensationalist and lurid, it didn't make the vices appealing. I can't imagine why anyone would join a racket and start making a living from the white slavery after seeing this. The movie is a 'best of W. Kent'. It works like a promotional teaser for reissues of the sampled movies.
Not only vice movies, but all cautionary tales can have an overtone of meanness, something scary, necessary to threaten, to shock. Classic sermons for penitents, for penance, did have one. Where those sermons exploitative?