Criss Cross. Top notch Noir. Now that's a Noir ending. I thought I had seen this one before, but I was thinking of my Warner Noir collections. This was Universal. The print was excellent, I thought. You could feel the rough skin on Lancaster's cheeks. All of the side characters had an attitude, which is always the sign of a fully-realized script and production. The blocking and lighting were superb. I got no complaints other than wondering if, down inside, and at times with my own former actress wife, all women are really Anna when it comes to her final selfish monologue.