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Monday, 26 March 2018

No Greater Solitude


       Melville's solitary, taciturn men kill a lot of time in hideouts such as the spare sepia-brown room where Le Samourai opens. Light entering the darkened chamber through two symmetrical windows fans across the ceilings like beams from projectors. The eye is drawn first to a domed silver-wired birdcage, a delicate miniature prison. It takes longer to notice the man in a dark suit, stretched out on a daybed, the smoke curling up from his cigarette the only sign of life in this exquisite tableau.

Sara Imogen Smith

excerpt from
One Hundred Years of Jean Pierre Melville - No Greater Solitude
in Noircitymag

http://www.filmnoirfoundation.org/noircitymag/One-Hundred-Years-of-Jean-Pierre-Melville.pdf

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