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Kiss Tomorrow Goodbye (Warner) sends Hollywood's aging (46) tough guy James Cagney off on another gay whirl of crime. Cast as the same strutting, wisecracking thug he played so often in the '30s (now, in a fleeting nod to movie progress, labeled a paranoiac), Cagney kills six men, breaks out of a chain gang, pulls off a couple of daring heists, blackmails a bribe-taking cop (Ward Bond) and viciously swats a blonde moll (Barbara Payton) with a rolled-up towel.

The blonde, of course, melts under this treatment and adores Cagney; whenever he scores a coup against the law, she is as thrilled as a housewife whose husband has just gotten a raise. Then Cagney charms a flighty society heiress (Helena Carter) into eloping with him and, at her father's urging, plans to take charge of her $30 million. In a jealous swivet, the moll begins throwing things like coffee pots and Jeroboams of champagne, finally throws a couple of slugs into her wayward gunman. Long before that point, enough brutality, bravado and dime-novel sex have been ladled into the killer-hero's life to keep this potboiler simmering merrily along.

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