Generally, a very intriguing film noir. Well written and acted. Puzzling that they allowed such an impossible scene like the office safe scene. One shot toward the ceiling takes out a secretary in the outer office (without leaving a hole in the frosted glass or wall). Supposedly the bullet then turns 180 degrees, goes back through the wall, through a man behind a desk, through a desk chair and leaves a large hole in the wall. Could this have been the basis years later for the JFK "magic bullet" theory? Fortunately it doesn't sink the film though. Conte puts in his usual excellent performance. Even Victor Manure (named after the constant expression on his face that he just stepped in something) seems less like a cardboard cutout than his usual roles.
Review of Cry of the City
