This is the movie that Gene Kelly's estate, as I understand it, has attempted to suppress. (You cannot find it in a Region 1 version.) And this makes sense. It's hardly in keeping with his image as the elated guy with the umbrella dancing in the rain. But rather Siodmak's darker version of Kelly--as gambler, murderer, momma's boy (take that however you want) & more, generally making us uncomfortable with him. It's also--as critic James Harvey has noted--the film you're least likely to see in a Deanna Durbin retrospective. Her fans don't like it either, for its enigmatically perverse atmosphere & noirish, Wagnerian climax. As you might imagine--with both stars playing against type under the sophisticated direction of Siodmak--it's finally quite haunting. New Orleans never felt so damp with decadence, it's full of a wide spectrum of music, and it's fascinating in its quirky mix of characters. Despite some who see her as badly miscast, Durbin is impressive, showing that she could handle more than singing cute. It reportedly was her favorite movie.