Milly Vitale comes to London to see what she can make of herself. She meets John Derek and it's love, love love..... until one evening, she realizes he's a pimp who's been grooming her as a streetwalker.
It's a rough film to sit through. Can anyone be that naive? Can anyone be that coldly manipulative? Derek plays it like Dirk Bogarde; there's something soft about him, compared with his hard, mobster brother, Martin Benson, that makes the whole thing make sense of sorts.
The movie takes its time, but I find the conclusion, with its statement that there are some things you can come back from, that society will forgive, to be unbelievable; or perhaps it's a wish that the world will forgive.