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Sunday, 30 June 2013

Talking to the Shadows


                                              'Coffee and cigarettes'

Hottest on Record

Body Heat

The Hunt

Wake in Fright

Deadline at Dawn

Insignificance

Treasure of Sierra Madre

Walkabout

12 Angry Men


Wages of Fear

Bad Day at Black Rock

Streetcar Named Desire

The Hill
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Kevin Tong

Saturday, 29 June 2013

Soul of a Deadbeat



                If you're losing your soul and you know it then you've still got soul to lose.
                                               ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
                 If you want to know who your friends are, get yourself a jail sentence.

Charles Bukowski

Rain - Darkness


         I remember getting up and coming back to her, and of throwing a shoe at the light bulb later, when the whiskey was gone. I remember the smell of rain-darkness in the room and her telling me i'd cut my feet on the light-bulb glass on the floor. And how she said i was no better than a tramp myself ........

Elliott Chaze
Black Wings Has My Angel
1953

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unknown

    https://www.vulture.com/2016/01/black-wings-has-my-angel-a-perfect-crime-novel.html

Friday, 28 June 2013

Classic Fragments 23 - What it Does to Men's Souls


                                    'I know what gold does to men's souls'

The Way Some People Die

Double Indemnity

The Conformist

Crime Wave

Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia

L.A Confidential

Phantom Lady

Casino

Touch of Evil

Strangers on a Train

Dead Calm

Shadow of a Doubt

Sexy Beast

Detour

One Chance in Hell


                                 They talk about you in the press
                                 They got you figured out i guess
                                 Though you never heard of the guy they mention
                                 Sometimes that girl she'll slip you a kiss
                                 But she's just another somnambulist
                                 And you're tired of sleepwalking
                                 The cat's out but he ain't talking

                                 You're just another joker
                                 With one chance in hell
                                 Of ever pullin' that trigger
                                 Of ever feelin' too well

Ride Along
(Hiatt)
John Hiatt
1988

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Esther Bubley

Like Forever


          When they fall in love with a city it is forever, and it is like forever. As though there never was a time when they didn't love it. The minute they arrive at the train station or get off the ferry and glimpse the wide streets and wasteful lamps lighting them, they know they are born for it. There, in the city, they are not so much new, as themselves, their stronger, riskier selves.

Toni Morrison
Jazz
1992

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Arthur Siegel
State Street 1949
reblogged from Arttattler

Wednesday, 26 June 2013