Sunday, 31 January 2016

Truly the Source

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

Fyodor Dostoevsky

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

Edward Hopper sketch
for ''Hotel Lobby''

Saturday, 30 January 2016

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

Take Aim

Take Aim at the Police Van
Seijun Suzuki

Friday, 29 January 2016

No God Waits

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

Derek Raymond
How the Dead Live

Eve Arnold
Times Square

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
Steve Earle

Lost Weekend 1945

Thursday, 28 January 2016

More Hickey and Boggs

Hickey and Boggs
Robert Culp

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

Jim Thompson circa 1940s


Wednesday, 27 January 2016

Never Alone

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

A.I Bezzerides

Jack Vettriano

Behind the Wheel

Kiss Me Deadly

The Driver

They Drive by Night

The Getaway

Vanishing Point


Taxi Driver


Tuesday, 26 January 2016

Me and the Devil

Akira Hiramoto

Habitual Ghosts

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

Rooms like Reveries -
Imogen Sara Smith

reblogged from
Joan's digest/ a film quarterly

Laura 1944

Monday, 25 January 2016

Strange Sins

                                       She had eyes like strange sins.

Raymond Chandler
The High Window

Atimi Rubati

Armin Landeck

Sunday, 24 January 2016

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

Bart Forbes

Kiss Me Deadly

Kiss Me Deadly
Robert Aldrich