It sincerely boggles my mind that it took a drug bust to make possible a movie in which both Robert Mitchum and Wendell Corey could play romantic and comic leads opposite Janet Leigh and play them as grown-ups. No mustache-twirling, no irrational jealous tangents, just people trying to get around relationship problems as people do, with some post-war processing and a bit of You Can't Take It With You on the side (Moss Hart's name drop somewhere in this film was definitely not a coincidence). I would happily have lunch with a seal who's never going to be bank president.