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Cry Of The City: Trigger-happy Richard Conle, policeman Vic Mature and justice triumphing.
York City locale, and a trigger-happy hoodlum (Richard Conte this time) attempting to blast himself a place in the sun. Our cop hero is Victor Mature, and he has no sympathy for Conte, because he too was a poor Italian boy from the slums, and he didn't go wrong. Martin Rome (that's Conte) has been leading a life of crime for years, but I'm not sure whether you're expected to think he's a pretty good guy, or a pretty bad guy. It's confusing. Partly because as we first meet Marty, he's in the hospital, full of lead, after having killed a cop. That's terrible. Next minute, everybody's admitting the cop had killed several other fellows, and Marty's action was undoubtedly in self-defense. That's not so terrible. The hospital's trying to fix Marty up so he can get well and go to the electric chair, when a young girl (Debra Paget), as innocent as the dawn, sneaks in to tell him she'll love him forever. Obvious deductions: Marty must have his sweet side. Also, his old mama sends him hot soup. Obvious deduction : Marty must once have been kind to his mother. While he's in the hospital, a lawyer named Niles (Barry Kroeger) comes to ask Marty to confess to a large and appalling jewel robbery. The idea is Marty can only go to the chair once, and he's going to die anyway, so he may as well save this Niles' client (the real jewel thief) from his just desserts. Marty takes one look at Nile's sneering face — believe me, it's one of the most horrid faces I've ever seen — and tells Niles what he can do. Shortly thereafter, Marty breaks out of his jail hospital, goes to see Niles, ends up killing him. Here again, it's self defense, because Niles pulled a gun (Marty himself inclines toward knifing). Well, there's a pretty complicated plot, to put it mildly, but finally Marty meets his innocent young girl friend in a church, and has her just about convinced she should run away with him, when who should appear but detective Victor Mature. It's a showdown, by gosh. Naturally, Marty loses, and the picture ends inspiringly, for we find Victor explaining to Marty's kid brother that crime does not pay, while Marty himself lies cold and dead on the pavement below. There's a certain amount of excitement in a film like this, but I'm not sure it's an intelligent excitement.— 20th-Fox.