Cinema: For Crying Out Loud

Susan Slade (Warners). "We've been sinful!" gasps a pretty young mouse (Connie Stevens) to a sly young tomcat (Grant Williams). In cinema sin, as everybody knows, it's the moviegoer who pays—in this case for 116 minutes. But to the masochistic (and largely female) millions who use movie houses as self-torture chambers, Susan Slade will come as a genuine treat for the tear ducts. It is the lachrymasterpiece of the cinema year, a truly elephantine sniffle.

The sniffle starts when the heroine, after playing house for a couple of days, gets pregnant. It gets louder when...

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