Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Archive for the ‘film noir’ Category

Bullitt was on TV last night.

Once again I was so drawn in to Steve McQueen‘s role that I forgot I was watching an acting performance. The word natural gets overused, but McQueen so becomes the character that you can forget you are watching fiction and get completely involved in the story.
(more…)

Read Full Post »

F. Scott Fitzgerald called it “the separator.” Ernest Hemingway, characteristically, called it “the bullshit detector.”
(more…)

Read Full Post »

Sometimes life has to pitch a notion to you several times for it to sink in. I don’t remember the first time someone recommended that I read Earle Stanley Gardner; the second time, I think, was while home brewing with my friend Dave. Recently, Marianne commented on him, and then I picked up Raymond Chandler Speaking.
(more…)

Read Full Post »

I like it when similar notions collide from separate places, when life supplies a serendipitous two-fer, as if a mystery writer might tackle a football player across the decades, a sort of cross-disciplinary meeting of minds and muscles. (more…)

Read Full Post »

It once meant coming to the right conclusion too soon. (more…)

Read Full Post »

I was reading a lot of Graham Greene and Raymond Chandler and going through a noir phase when I met my wife, and fortunately for me she likes film noir, too. (more…)

Read Full Post »