An insurance lawyer unhappy with his rate of company advancement becomes a middleman in deals to recover stolen property from the Mob, thus earning a nice living. But his actions attract police attention and set him up for a double-cross.
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Barry Sulivan is a cynical gangster who controls the Neptune Beach waterfront. He runs a numbers racket with the local soda shop owner: the police are in his pocket and the local hoods are on his payroll.
Steve Keiver, a young lawyer working for an insurance company, hears his boss remark that he'd pay a large sum "no questions asked" for the return of stolen property to avoid paying a much larger claim. On his own initiative, Steve arranges such a deal, earning a nice commission. But he catches the eye of gangsters who think he's the ideal middleman for future similar deals...many of them. As Steve is drawn in deeper, the police take an interest in him, and he's ripe for a double-cross.Written by
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This film flopped at the box office, resulting in a loss to MGM of $377,000 ($3.7M in 2018) according to studio records. See more »
A policeman alerts patrol cars in the vicinity of "18th Street". In Manhattan all numbered streets are divided into east and west, so anyone giving an address would say "East 18th Street" or "West 18th Street," never the number alone. See more »
[voice-over narration as he hides in the night-time shadows from passing police cars]
My name is Steve Keiver. That's what all the sirens are about, they were screaming for me. I was very popular that night - everybody wanted me, dead or alive. Big Franko wanted me dead. I don't think it mattered to the police how they got me, just so they got me. You'd think there'd be a thousand hiding places in a large city, but there aren't. No, not when they want you.
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Noirish look at insurance scams marred by indifferent acting
No Questions Asked takes us down the primrose path followed by ambitious insurance agent Barry Sullivan (but all quality comparisons to Double Indemnity end there). He links up with mobsters who guarantee the return of stolen goods in exchange for a payoff consisting of a percent of their insured value -- and the insurance company acquiesces in this bottom-line trimming. (Sullivan's fiancee, Arlene Dahl, aspires to a higher standard of living.) Soon he's raking in big bucks, to the chagrin of his former co-worker Jean Hagen, who carries a torch for him. There are some good scenes (including a heist in a theater's ladies' lounge by two torpedoes in drag as society dames) and plot twists; some of the cinematography is not bad, either, though it's pretty cliched noir. The worst part of this movie, however, is the generic acting from all involved, except for that of Jean Hagen -- Lina Lamont in Singin' in the Rain -- and a couple of the bit players. Still, it's worth a first look, if not a second viewing.
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