Alfred Hitchcock's 1942 thriller (often confused with his 1936 Sabotage) follows the usual structure of his comedies: an innocent man, mistaken for a spy, is chased across the country. Along the way, he acquires a female accomplice and smokes out the true villain. It doesn't really work this time, perhaps because of the weaknesses of the stars (Robert Cummings and Patricia Lane) and the shapelessness of the chase plot, but there are wonderful asides on the equivalence of patriotism and paranoia and on the erotic fascination of guilt. Dorothy Parker contributed to the script, most notably in a sequence involving a wagonful of circus freaks. With Otto Kruger and Norman Lloyd.