Gene Tierney made some movies. Then went crazy. Laura came before that, thankfully. It's an improbable story. Tierney's character is believed dead, all the men in her life piece her existence together to find her killer, then Tierney shows up, fresh from a weekend in the country. That said, it's a great movie (Clifton Webb is a hoot) and it has a great, intoxicating score. Tierney is all but forgotten these days (plus, she's dead, so that doesn't help), but her star quality is undeniable. She was Grace Kelly meets Katharine Hepburn meets Shirley Temple. Elegant, severe, innocent. Deserves a place in the pantheon.