You Killed Kenny! You Bastards!
Landing in the morality tale category is Whistle Stop (1946), a dour tale condemning all the usual sins, with the usual rewards for those who stay on the path. I’ll skip the usual details and simply note that Kenny, our clinical subject, smokes, drinks, gambles, and plays pool, which, of course, leaves little time for working; he’s bitter and has the personality of a sponge; he’s not particularly good looking; and, finally, he has no money.
And apparently all of this is meaningless to the local ladies, who flock to him regardless.
All of this renders this tale of mobsters and the virtues of working with one’s hands, rather than being shot at by the cops, a bit hard to take.
