Ida Lupino is classy and compelling as a lounge singer who returns home to California and gets a gig at a gangster's club. Man problems ensue, in part because all the men in this film are quite damaged, even the ones not returning from WWII. Often it seems the point of this film is to let Ida sing a few jazz numbers, such as the title song, then throw together a plot around her. Melodrama, noir-toned night shots, jumping jazz tunes, and Ida steering the world in the right direction, through an undercurrent of melancholy.
Review of The Man I Love
