A washed-up boxer becomes involved with a troubled neighbor,
herself currently mixed-up with the older, low-rent owner of a New York dance
hall. Killer’s Kiss, an early noiry crisply shot production from Stanley
Kubrick, feels like an underdeveloped student project with some really good
parts (including an axe fight in a mannequin factory) that don’t really add up
to a satisfying whole. It also feels long at 68 minutes, contains a whole lot
of filler and an ill-advised happy ending.
** ½ out of ****
