They were living very close to the river now, and all night long they could hear the tugs moaning as they slid downstream pulling the big coal barges ; and sometimes when it was exceptionally quiet they could hear the waves, stirred by the passage of the heavyladen barges, washing and slapping against the old wharves at the foot of Front street. Through their one window they could see the Lackawanna Street Bridge arching off toward the tall buildings of the downtown area across the river. In the daytime the bridge was huge, gray, and misty looking ; at night it was nothing but a long brilliant garland of yellow lights, duplicated upside down in the black water.
The Asphalt Jungle
WR Burnett
1949
Hopperesque
Thursday, 10 March 2022
Long Brilliant Garland
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"Why don't you quit cryin' and get me some bourbon?" Dix Handley was about as unprententious a character as you can get. And I will never forget Sam Jaffe staring at that young girl by the jukebox right before he was hauled off to prison for the last time with a hint of gratitude to the cops for letting him enjoy one last moment of indulgence. Like he said, one way or another, we all work for our vice.
ReplyDeleteYes, these are great scenes !
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