Mildred Pierce: Nasty, gratifying version of the James Cain novel about suburban grass-widowhood and the power of the native passion for money and all that money can buy. Excellent work by Joan Crawford . . . and a little girl whose name I can't find who is as good an embodiment of all that is most terrifying about native contemporary adolescence as I ever hope to see.
- James Agee in his review of the film (1945)