Edmond O’Brien is solid as a LA telephone repairman who goes crooked.
711 Ocean Drive was made to cash in on a then-current national newspaper expose of bookmaking operations. It is a predictable B gangster movie that sits more comfortably with its 1930’s forebears. Definitely not a film noir – the guy goes bad without remorse or regret. You have to wait till the end to get an adrenalin fix, with a slam-bam chase and shoot-out at Boulder (aka Hoover) Dam.
For Edmond O’Brien fans.