Love Walked In

A get-rich-quick scheme goes awry when a second-rate lounge pianist (Leary) and his chanteuse (A Walk in the Clouds‘ Sanchez-Gijon) put the sting on a married man (Stamp) and love rears its ugly head. Film noir? Sorry. Call this bloodless film blanc. In Love Walked In, Stamp has all the passion of a ventriloquist’s dummy, Leary chain-smokes himself into a cloud of self-pity, and the doe-eyed Sanchez-Gijon gets caught in the headlights. Predictable as Raymond Chandler never was, this clone of hard-boiled desire lacks heart and heat. C-