Noir came out of how folks made their way in that America, an America uneasily and unevenly divided between a new middle class aspiring to respectability and a working class that spoke a wisecracking irreverent English, smoked and drank a lot and had a schizoid attitude toward respectability. They sought and mistrusted it. Sought it for it's supposed security, mistrusted it because they mistrusted their bosses, who were supposedly respectable.
When writers and filmmakers recorded the underside of that America, one result was Noir. Noir was the American dream turned upside down and shaken till it's pockets emptied.
Letters at 3am : In a Lonely Place
Michael Ventura
June 2011
The Austin Chronicle
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