Truly the Source

                    Is the light truly the source of darkness or vice-versa ?

Fyodor Dostoevsky

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Hans Wolf
Paris 1930s

Lights to Go Down

       Hopper recorded the isolation of individual spectators waiting for the curtain to go up or the lights to go down.

Phillip French
The Guardian
2004

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Edward Hopper sketch
for ''Hotel Lobby''

Forget It

           After everything i'd put his way. Reading his beer bottle until it was over. Like Gutz said, the snakes crawl out from under the rocks in the end. Look, forget it.

Jonathan Rendall

This Bloody Mary is the last Thing I Own

1997

Take Aim

Take Aim at the Police Van
Seijun Suzuki
1960

No God Waits

                                  I am a minor figure, for whom no god waits ........

Derek Raymond
How the Dead Live
1986

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Eve Arnold

Red is the Color

Deep breath the calm before the storm begins

Cold sweat pretend that you ain't listenin

Don't bet on gettin' by with that again

Short ride from here to where the beast resides

Fine line that separates the shadows inside

Make mine a double shot of cyanide

Red is the Color

(Earle)

Steve Earle

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Lost Weekend 1945

More Hickey and Boggs

Hickey and Boggs

Robert Culp

1972

Clung to the Darkness

                ..... the rich valley rested undisturbed, darkly, luxuriously. Like some benevolent giant resting until the last possible moment for the day's prodigious labors. It clung to the darkness; and the dim lights of the train stood back against the night, satisfied with their own dominion. The long station platform was a brown field of plank, harrowed with age and drought and rain.

Jim Thompson
Heed the Thunder
1946

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Jim Thompson circa 1940s

        http://sdcitybeat.com/culture/features/tour-noir-writer-jim-thompson-s-san-diego/

Never Alone

        Sometimes people who are never alone are the loneliest, don't you think so ?

A.I Bezzerides

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Jack Vettriano

Behind the Wheel

Kiss Me Deadly

The Driver

They Drive by Night

The Getaway

Vanishing Point

Detour

Taxi Driver

Crash

Habitual Ghosts

         ........ men who can't stop desiring her even when they think she's dead. They keep returning like habitual ghosts.

from
Rooms like Reveries -
Imogen Sara Smith

reblogged from
Joan's digest/ a film quarterly

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Laura 1944

Me and the Devil

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Akira Hiramoto

Strange Sins

                                       She had eyes like strange sins.

Raymond Chandler
The High Window
1942

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Atimi Rubati

Armin Landeck

My God is Dark .........

     No matter how deeply i go down into myself, my god is dark, and like a webbing made of a hundred roots that drink in silence.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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Bart Forbes

Kiss Me Deadly

Kiss Me Deadly
Robert Aldrich
1955