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|Directed by||Douglas Sirk|
|Produced by||James Nasser|
|Screenplay by||Leo Rosten|
|Story by||Jacques Companéez
|Music by||Michel Michelet|
|Cinematography||William H. Daniels|
|Edited by||John M. Foley
James E. Newcom
Hunt Stromberg Productions
|Distributed by||United Artists|
Lured is a 1947 film noir directed by Douglas Sirk and starring George Sanders, Lucille Ball, Charles Coburn, and Boris Karloff. The film is a remake of Robert Siodmak's 1939 French film Pieges (titled Personal Column in the United States).
Sandra Carpenter (Lucille Ball) is an American who came to London to perform in a show, but now is working as a taxi dancer. She is upset to find out that friend and fellow dancer Lucy Barnard (Tanis Chandler) is missing and believed to be the latest victim of the notorious "Poet Killer," who lures victims with ads in the newspaper's personal columns and sends poems to taunt the police.
Scotland Yard Inspector Harley Temple (Charles Coburn) asks if Sandra would be willing to work undercover to help find her missing friend and the killer. He sees first-hand how observant she is and gives her a temporary police identification card and a gun. Sandra is asked to answer personal ads, watched over by an officer bodyguard, H.R. Barrett (George Zucco).
By coincidence, she meets the dashing man-about-town stage revue producer Robert Fleming (George Sanders). In the meantime, Sandra answers an ad placed by Charles van Druten (Boris Karloff), a former fashion designer who is now mentally imbalanced. Barrett has to come to her rescue.
She also needs to be saved, this time by Fleming, from a mysterious figure named Mr. Moryani (Joseph Calleia). He apparently lures young women to South America by offering them a promising opportunity while, in reality, wanting to recruit them for mundane criminal purposes.
Fleming shares a stately home with Julian Wilde (Cedric Hardwicke), his business partner and friend. Fleming ultimately does win Sandra's heart, and they become engaged. Inspector Temple thanks her for her efforts and even agrees to come to their engagement party.
During the party, however, Sandra accidentally discovers incriminating evidence in Fleming's desk, including a distinctive bracelet worn by her friend Lucy and her photograph. Fleming is placed under arrest. Circumstantial evidence mounts up, his typewriter is identified as the one used for the poems, although he adamantly denies any involvement in the crime. Sandra believes him, but the Yard does not.
Lucy's body is found in the river. Wilde assures his incarcerated friend that he will hire the best attorney and do everything possible to clear him. It occurs to Inspector Temple that it is Wilde who fancies poetry, a suspicion he discusses openly with the man. However, Temple has no evidence.
As he is preparing to flee the country, Wilde is visited by Sandra at home. He is secretly obsessed with her, just as he was with the other women he abducted. Wilde at first expresses his desire for Sandra, then removes his scarf and prepares to strangle her. Scotland Yard's men break through the windows to rescue her just in time. Fleming is set free, and he and Sandra drink to better days ahead.
- George Sanders as Robert Fleming
- Lucille Ball as Sandra Carpenter
- Charles Coburn as Inspector Harley Temple
- Boris Karloff as Charles van Druten
- Sir Cedric Hardwicke as Julian Wilde
- Joseph Calleia as Dr. Nicholas Moryani
- Alan Mowbray as Lyle Maxwell alias Maxim Duval, Moryani's accomplice
- George Zucco as Officer H. R. Barrett
- Robert Coote as Detective
- Alan Napier as Inspector Gordon
- Tanis Chandler as Lucy Barnard
- Ethelreda Leopold as Blonde Nightclub Singer (voice dubbed by Annette Warren)
Film critic Dennis Schwartz gave the film a mixed review, writing, "The flawed film never settles into a dark and sinister mood (filmed in a Hollywood studio) but succeeds only in keeping things tension-free and lighthearted with continuous breezy comical conversations as Ball does a sturdy Nancy Drew turn at sleuthing with her comical detective partner Zucco (who knew the usually typecast villain could be so amusing!). It can't quite measure up to compelling film noir, but it's pleasing and easy to handle despite everything feeling so contrived and confining."