From the moment Leslie Brooks makes her appearance in Blonde Ice, striding down a staircase in her wedding dress and casting a hawkish gaze over the crowd, you know she’s trouble. This is a woman that clearly shouldn’t marry, and indeed the union is strained before the reception ends, and the husband is dead within days.Yes, we have a killer on our hands, a sociopath who married for money then disposed of the unnecessary man attached to it. The police don’t buy suicide as a cause of death, which presents problems for Brooks, and other aspects of her plot don’t go according to plan, but this is a person you don’t want to count out even when the tables seem to be turning against her. She’d hardly be worth the appellation femme fatale if you could take her down just like that.
Low budget, but well executed, with the lead perfectly played by the occasionally crazy-eyed Brooks with a blend of chilly slyness and gee-whiz phony innocence, Blonde Ice shows how much filmmakers can achieve with very little budget, quite a bit of careful thought, and a very good headliner. A little more money might have solved some problems with this production, but it’s a nice little time eater even if the tidy ending hurts it a little. Blonde Ice premiered in the U.S. today in 1948.
