Un filme sobre timadores que timan a otros timadores, predicciones falsas y predicciones verdaderas. Es además el ascenso y decadencia de la fama, la historia que se repite en otro personaje. Un hombre que más parece haber sido condenado por su destino que por su propia motivación. Esto es lo que contraria de este filme. A pesar de que trata sobre personajes haciendo actos falsos, el destino (el no montaje) somete.
Some nice images/scenes (like the one in this screenshot) but this noir leans heavily on melodrama. And I'm taking off a star for the crass misinterpretation of tarot cards. They could have easily consulted someone who actually understands what the cards really mean.
A moody and dark first half, lots of swindling and ambiguity, but I was somehow expecting even more sleaze and a less straightforward plot. Tyrone Power's magnetic performance carries the whole film, and it's a shame he didn't get more roles like this.
What intrigued me the most was that in spite of the somewhat patriarchal times in which the movie was filmed, it seems like Power's character was controlled by the Three Moires, it's like he was just a puppet driven by his own megalomania and a female (non sexual) force.
Possibly the most underrated film noir ever. If Freaks had a con man son, Nightmare Alley would be it. Tyrone Power gets ahead through Jedi mind tricks and pure son of a bitchery from the carnivals to the big time. For as predictable as the story becomes I still love it but the griminess of the first half and how well it was photographed make up for it. Plus the idea of carnie film noir is intriguing in itself.