I'm making a point of watching more Joseph Losey films, and I stumbled across this 1956 noir, filmed in England and starring both British and American actors. Losey is the director, though since he was blacklisted, he wasn't credited when... Continue Reading →
I'm thrilled to return to my blog with discussion of two movies that deserve our attention. I've seen Scarlet Street (Lang 1945) many times, and yesterday I saw La Chienne (Renoir 1931) for the first time. Now I have a great fondness for both... Continue Reading →
Walking alone off the beaten path, I get to travel to Hollywood. In spirit at least. Along the way, I’ve found it beneficial to take with me a collection of go-to podcasts. Time and attention, the commodities most of us have too little of, can be impediments to the podcasting world. But because walking is a pretty regular retreat for me, I’ve found a way to circumvent these two thieves.
Here’s a look at one film noir podcast that helps me get there:
Out of the Past: produced by academic colleagues Richard Edwards and Shannon Clute, this podcast is the standard bearer of, in their words, the “canon of film noir” podcasts.
The series debuted in 2005 and ran until 2011. There were a few random episodes after 2011, but for all intents and purposes, the series ended with Episode 53: Out of the Past Act II.
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This is a must-read,
Film noirs have their stock characters: the dangerous double crossing dame with a gat strapped on her thigh and poison in her heart. There is the flawed hero, the male sap seduced into committing felonious misdeeds. There are crooked cops, squealers or weasels and other down and out losers. And there are felines. I’m not talking about the feline like femme fatales, like say Laruen Bacall, but the four legged felines. Like their human counterparts, cats walk those dark mean streets, they’re always on the hunt. They have attitude and they live on the edge.
Living on the edge
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Released a year after The Third Man and advertised as an "exciting adventure" that re-pairs its stars (sans Welles), I read Walk Softly, Stranger (1950) instead as an opportunity to see Joseph Cotten do a fantastic job of playing hard-boiled and Alida... Continue Reading →