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Hopperesque

Thursday, 31 October 2013

Rhapsody in Blue


                   Listen to it's music and it's legends. Gaze at it's ruins and monuments. Walk it's sidewalks and run fingers upon the stone and bricks and steel of our right-angled streets. Breathe the air of the river breeze.

Pete Hamill
Downtown - My Manhattan
2004

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Tarantino on Taxi Driver


                         Tarantino on his favorite 'first-person character study'

Never Talk to Strangers


                             It always takes one to know one stranger
                             Maybe we're just wiser now
                             Yeah, and been around the block so many times
                             That we don't notice
                             That we're all just perfect strangers
                             As long as we ignore
                             That we all begin as strangers
                             Just before we find
                             We really aren't strangers anymore

I Never Talk to Strangers
(Waits)
Tom Waits
1977

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David Plowden
New York
via Visions

Horizontal Fall


                                                 Living is horizontal fall.

Jean Cocteau

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from Formentohotparade

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

Fortune Tellers Never Starve - Nightmare Alley









Soderbergh

 The Underneath

Kafka

 Out of Sight

The Limey

 Equilibrium

 Side Effects

The Good German

No Certain Place


                There is a time for departure. Even when there's no certain place to go.

Tennesee Williams

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John Vachon
Girl in cafe

Sometimes at Night


                    The first time you saw her, the way it hit you. And the way it's been coming back tonight, hitting you, hitting you. All right, for Christ's sake, cut it out. But i wonder if Firpo is still alive and sometimes at night he wakes up and remembers the way Dempsey hit him.

David Goodis

Tuesday, 29 October 2013

Big Hitters part 3

Robert Aldrich
Kiss Me Deadly
Garment Jungle
Attack 
Hustle
The Choirboys


Nicholas Ray
They Live by Night
In a Lonely Place
On Dangerous Ground
Party Girl
Johnny Guitar

My Shadow is Running


                  Rising from the past, my shadow is running in silence to meet me.

Anna Akmatova

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Journalofanobody

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Fabian Perez

Georges Dambier






Promise to Himself


                   It's a funny thing, a man can make a promise to his god, break it five minutes later and never think about it. With an idle shrug of his shoulders a man can break solemn promises to his mother, wife or sweetheart and except for a slight momentary twinge of consience, he still won't be bothered very much. But if a man ever breaks a promise to himself he disintegrates. His entire personality and character crumble into tiny pieces and he is never the same man again.

Charles Willeford
Cockfighter
1962

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Cockfighter
Monte Hellman 1974

Monday, 28 October 2013

You Look Like the Devil






                      You look like the devil in the morning
                      'Cause you've been out working through the night
                      Holding hands and kissing everybody
                      I'm glad to say that you can't blow my mind

                      You look like the devil when you're crying
                      I'm so glad you feel so strong that way
                      You've got a great big smile for everybody
                      And i'm so glad i met you yesterday


You Look Like the Devil
(L. Russell)
Willie Nelson
1973

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Balangbenton
via Wearejuxt.com

Dark Underbelly #3

Before the Devil Knows You're Dead

Kiss Me Deadly

Grifters

8mm

Brooklyn's Finest

In a Lonely Place

Best Laid Plans

Michael Clayton

Le Serpent

Feux Rouges

Dirty Pretty Things

Lost to Nightfall


       Fading light buttered the ridges until shadows licked them clean and they were lost to nightfall.

Daniel Woodrell

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Ricard Terre
1957
via Lajourneetumblr

Dark Contours


           Wes saw flat misty fields, fences, barns, the dark contours of distant hills. Waking again to the faint sound of music, the motor silent, only Babe and Bobby gone from the car, the others sleeping, Wes saw a low building in the fog with ' Regal Pale'  glowing in blue neon in a window, and was overcome with dejection.

Fat City
Leonard Gardner
1969

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Tijuana 1967
via KitschmyAss

Sunday, 27 October 2013

Heartache and Whiskey


                      God gives us heartache and the devil gives us Whiskey.

Edward G. Robinson

requoted via KitschmyAss

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Seattle 1951
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Myles Hyman










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Myles Hyman