Dishonored Lady (1947) review

Art editor Ms. Damien (Hedy Lamarr) is a bit too "free" with her personal life - she has a fling with millionaire jeweler Courtland (John Loder, former Mr. Lamarr) - so after a suicide attempt (and some counseling by a psychiatrist) she tries to start a new life with a different name and a fresh romance (with Dennis O'Keefe's researcher) ... except she can't quite escape the past (it follows).  Despite the glowing confidence of Hedy, it's rather uninvolving for a noir (even a murder in act three fails to add much energy to it) and, once more, Hollywood's usage of both psychiatry (hints of the Elektra Complex get brought up) and the court system to reveal 'inner truths' is preachy and heavy-handed: Damien has to "confess" her sins to strangers in order to win love and acceptance (which was the late 40's equivalent of slut shaming).  Still, these old movies offer fun little facts: did you know you can take a date out for a dinner for only a buck?  Even adjusted for inflation that's still only $11.56!