Behold once more this glum, glorious, gleaming relic — Carol Reed's 1949 film of Graham Greene's script, here presented in a razor-sharp new digital restoration — and indulge the privilege of peeking back at a beautiful moment when cinema seemed to have found its true purpose, probing the shadows of civilization itself. Even all these many decades later, you won't find a more stylish study of pure, polite evil, with a climactic chiaroscuro sewer-tunnel chase that luxuriates in the utter noirness of it all, wanting never to end.
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