You might get a little impatient with this film, but it is worth seeing, and worth seeing again. Like the somewhat more coherent "Touch of Evil," Welles directs this film as if it were a nightmare. Everything about it is hyper-real and somewhat sinister. Why does Welles' sailor character have an Irish accent? Why is Rita Hayworth so strangely dissatisfied? Why did they meet in the park--was it a setup? Why is Everett Sloan's character handicapped, and for a handicapped guy, why does he get around so much? What weird game is his partner playing, and why does Orson Welles fall for it? Why does he say "taaarget practice" so many times? Why is there gunplay at the Crazy House? The answer to each question is: "Dunno." This is film noir, I guess, but the intrigue is not that of a who-dunnit, but why-did-that-happen. But, hey, it's very entertaining!