Night Special #3

                  The names of the stations begin to take on meaning and my heart trembles. The train stamps and stamps onward. I stand at the window and hold onto the frame. These names mark the boundaries of my youth.

Erich Maria Remarque

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Pepi Merisio
reblogged from firsttimeuser

High in Heels

                            She's always high, in heels, spirit, pills n' booze.

Charles Bukowski
Love is a Dog from Hell
1977

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reblogged from Noirwhale

Greg Toland

Grapes of Wrath

Citizen Kane

Long Voyage Home

Dead End

Most Wanted Man

                  Due to be released in Novemember Anton Corbjin's screen version of the Le Carre book features Phillip Seymour Hoffman and Robin Wright in lead roles.

Lost Highway

                                   Just a deck of cards and a jug of wine
                                   And a woman's lies make a life like mine
                                   Oh, the day we met i went astray
                                   I started rolling down that lost highway

Lost Highway
(Leon Payne)
Willie Nelson
2009

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Danny Lyon

One Lousy Break

        You know the vibe deep in your bones. It's late at night, too late for anything good to happen. Rain is falling slow and steady, like a heart on life support. Tired and bleary eyes stare out the windshield at the empty drowned streets of 3am, hoping against hope to catch sight of a lone figure in a black dress hovering beneath an awning, perhaps smoking a cigarette. Waiting, always waiting, hoping against hope for one lousy break in a too-long night stuck between perdition and damnation.

David Cohea
They Lived by Night
reMINDers
remindmagazine.wordpress.com

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Fred Herzog

Night Special # 2

   Time goes faster the more hollow it is. Lives with no meaning go straight past you. Like trains that don't stop at your station.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

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Night of the Hunter

House of Games

                  This is not a world of half-truths but a wooden nickel world of deceit where lies are intricately staged as a play - Roger Ebert

House of Games

David Mamet
1987

Night Special #1

           ................ early youth is exactly like old age ; it is a time of waiting before a big trip to an unknown destination. The chief difference is that youth waits for the morning limited and age waits for the night train.

Bruce Catton

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Southern Pacific
Steinhamer 1950

Joseph Lashelle

Laura

Where the Sidewalk Ends

Hangover Square

Crime of Passion

Dangerous Crossing

Fallen Angel

Michael Johnsson

All illustrations
Michael Johnsson

One Night Stand

               When i'm on the road playing in a town without a name
               And i'm feeling low an' everybody looks the same
               Well you catch my eye, and then you come on strong and try to make your play
                                 
One Night Stand
(Gordon/ Flast)
Janis Joplin
1982

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Steve McCurry

Freud

LIFE magazine 1921

One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.

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The Paranoid is never entirely mistaken.

Sigmund Freud

Montgomery Clift as Freud

in John Huston's Freud

David Cronenberg on set with Viggo

Mortensen as Freud in A Dangerous Method

Rocks in a Leather Bag

          Anyway this famous author said that men living in big cities were like rocks in a leather bag. They're all rubbed up against each other until they're like smooth marbles. If they stay in the bag long enough, there'll be no rough edges left, is the idea.

Charles Willeford
Sideswipe
1987

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Arthur Spiegel 1939

Fog in the Bay

Thieves Highway

Vertigo

Lady from Shanghai

The Lineup

Out of the Past

The Sniper

Dark Passage

Never Know It

      A man's got to make at least one bet a day else he could be walking around lucky and never know it.

Jim Jones

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Fremont street 1960
reblogged from Vintagelasvegas tumblr

Classic Fragments 27 - Visiting the Past

                                                No one possesses you

There is Little Pain

             In the moment of shock there is little pain ; pain began about three a.m. When i began to plan the life i somehow still had to live and to remember memories in order to eliminate them. Happy memories are the worst and i tried to remember the unhappy. I was practised, i had lived all this before.

The Quiet American
Graham Greene
1955

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Charles Harbutt
reblogged from Burnedshoes