For being a B-feature, this is actually a very clever and sophisticated noir, although it deals entirely with the night club rabble. Julie has a terrible family with a cruel unnatural bully for a father and a brother who drinks, so naturally she isn't very happy there. Her boy-friend plays the trumpet and has some great expectations but gets mixed up with racketeers and loses all his money on dice, which joint gets rounded up by the police, and he is put in prison for 30 days. Her father throws her out, seeing she has hit the downhill road to perdition. She still makes the best of it as a dancer and singer but is seduced by a good-for-nothing who occasionally leaves town to get away from his creditors, who are not funny. Her boy-friend with the trumpet eventually turns up again with a band and is a success, she has an opportunity here, but that other guy spoils it. It's a bleak noir of no hope, and when the curtain falls you know it's the end of the show. There are similarities and styles recalling the hand of Ulmer, but this is no Ulmer film. The "Club Havana" by him of the same year was also a noir with revolver shots but so much more efficient all filmed in five days and depicting life of one night, while this is more drawn out, the time period is extensive, there is actually no end to this dwindling spiral of bad turns, while Doris Merrick, like a lower class Joan Fontaine, makes an indefatigable good impression and always tries to make good, which in the end was of no avail.