From the masterful Max Ophüls (Letter from an Unknown Woman, The Earrings of Madame de…) comes There’s No Tomorrow (Sans lendemain), a bittersweet melodrama with a dash of film noir. Edwige Feuillère (From Mayerling to Sarajevo) commands the screen as a woman of bourgeois origin, now reduced to dancing in a disreputable nightclub to support her young son. When her lost love (George Rigaud, I Walk Alone), now a successful doctor, suddenly reappears, she puts on the charade that her life has been far more fortunate. But maintaining such an illusion won’t come easy. A ravishing and tragic screen romance, There’s No Tomorrow glitters with Ophüls’ trademark sophistication and opulent camerawork.