Fragments of Noir

Tuesday, 9 October 2018

Day of the Locust

She wasn't hardboiled. It was just that she put love on a special plane, where a man without money or looks couldn't move.

Nathanael West
Day of the Locust
1939

fragments of noir

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fragments of noir: 'It was one of those hot dry Santa Annas that come down thru the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge. ............ Red Wind- Raymond Chandler

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Tuesday, 9 October 2018

Day of the Locust

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