Veronica Lake and Alan Ladd in The Blue Dahlia (dir. George Marshall, 1946).
Raymond Chandler's screenplay would be fine if it didn't bear such a heavy burden of expectation. Also, the real-life horror of the Black Dahlia case, which got its name from happening shortly after the movie was released, sort of upstages the relatively tame mayhem herein. And Veronica Lake plays a pretty superfluous character, though she's so striking that you almost don't notice. It's all very watchable, and reasonably stylish.
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