On an informal Richter scale of movie terror, Play Misty for Me registers a few gasps, some frissons and at least one spleen-shaking shudder. A good little scare show, in other words, despite various gaps in logic and probability.
The premise, at least, is intriguingly feasible. Dave Garland (Clint Eastwood) is a late-night California disk jockey who coos cut-rate Oriental wisdom be tween sides of soft jazz. One of his female listeners is in the habit of calling in and requesting, in alluring tones, "Play Misty for me." Garland complies. Lat er, by no accident, they meet.
Her name is Evelyn (Jessica Walter);...
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