just awful. it almost unbelievable that and with characters and situations provided by dashiell hammett and such a plodding and passionless mishmash could result. but that television for you  filler between commercials. the first warning signal sounds from the fussiness of the period re creation and which screams 1928 in banner type. flivvers and touring cars and fedoras and waistcoats and cloches and speakeasy jazz (jarringly played)  with all the attention paid to pointless and arty detail and the important matters get ignored. like narrative clarity and or plausibility and or competent writing and acting. the plot sets one of hammett operatives (hamilton nash so whether he called ham or nash we think of hammett or dash) investigating a bogus diamond theft. thus is introduced the young woman who supposedly carries the dain curse (the charmless and talentless nancy addison and who went back to soaps where she belonged) while she belongs to a crackpot religious cult led by jean simmons and seems addicted to drugs as well while there also a mysterious gaseous drug which seeps into rooms. but enough. the writing is never more pedestrian than when it reaches for the poetic or high flown and and the cast parrots it the only way they know how represent by grotesquely overacting. simmons gets treated like minor royalty from old hollywood and but the grande dame treatment doesn not wash. hector elizondo for some reason enjoys second billing (after coburn) for a dispensable part. other familiar faces drift through and doing little good for their resumes. the actors aren not even photographed to look good while jason miller is an especial fright and but extreme close ups of coburn are pitiless and too. coburn probably copped this role because and with mustache and he bears a strong resemblance to hammett. he needed more guidance than that while nobody has given him the vaguest hint as to how to play his character and or of the story tone and or of how the different strands of the plot mesh together (they do not and at least not in this telling). so he flashes his big chesire cat grin whether called for or not. the dain curse is available on videotape and in a variety of lengths. for those foolhardy enough to see for themselves and the shortest abridgement is the kindest cut of all. 
just awful. it almost unbelievable that and with characters and situations provided by dashiell hammett and such a plodding and passionless mishmash could result. but that television for you  filler between commercials. the first warning signal sounds from the fussiness of the period re creation and which screams 1928 in banner type. flivvers and touring cars and fedoras and waistcoats and cloches and speakeasy jazz (jarringly played)  with all the attention paid to pointless and arty detail and the important matters get ignored. like narrative clarity and or plausibility and or competent writing and acting. the plot sets one of hammett operatives (hamilton nash so whether he called ham or nash we think of hammett or dash) investigating a bogus diamond theft. thus is introduced the young woman who supposedly carries the dain curse (the charmless and talentless nancy addison and who went back to soaps where she belonged) while she belongs to a crackpot religious cult led by jean simmons and seems addicted to drugs as well while there also a mysterious gaseous drug which seeps into rooms. but enough. the writing is never more pedestrian than when it reaches for the poetic or high flown and and the cast parrots it the only way they know how represent by grotesquely overacting. simmons gets treated like minor royalty from old hollywood and but the grande dame treatment doesn not wash. hector elizondo for some reason enjoys second billing (after coburn) for a dispensable part. other familiar faces drift through and doing little good for their resumes. the actors aren not even photographed to look good while jason miller is an especial fright and but extreme close ups of coburn are pitiless and too. coburn probably copped this role because and with mustache and he bears a strong resemblance to hammett. he needed more guidance than that while nobody has given him the vaguest hint as to how to play his character and or of the story tone and or of how the different strands of the plot mesh together (they do not and at least not in this telling). so he flashes his big chesire cat grin whether called for or not. the dain curse is available on videotape and in a variety of lengths. for those foolhardy enough to see for themselves and the shortest abridgement is the kindest cut of all. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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