A good year for women on film, as exemplified in new releases The Eyes of My Mother, Miss Sloane, and more
Matthew Lickona 5 p.m., Dec. 9
The third and the most revered (but, please, not the definitive) movie version of Hammett's mystery novel. It insists on the fun involved in private-eye escapades, as it wobbles underneath the consequences of some whimsical casting and playing — Sidney Greenstreet, Peter Lorre, Elisha Cook, Mary Astor, and Bogart as Spade. This is John Huston's first directing job, and he seems determined to make a lark of it. Some of that spirit is contagious. 1941.