Fragments of Noir

Tuesday, 17 June 2025

They Shoot Horses Don't They

The City That Never Sleeps

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia

Desperate Hours (1955)

They Made Me a Killer

Walking Distance - Twilight Zone

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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