noir friday

[theholyinnocent]

Remember Ernest and Bertram? No? Well, with all the recent chitter-chatter amongst the flist about The Children's Hour, I found a clip on YouTube of the scene that inspired E & B:

Oh, Martha. I see why you fell for her. That voice, the arch of her neck. I wish I had been there to make you a drink and say, Choose it, Martha. Choose that life. You needed a Mephistopheles on your shoulder telling you to knock James Garner upside the head with a milk jug, kiss that girl, and run off to Italy with her. She would've gone for it, sweetheart. Sure, she may have dumped you sooner or later, but hell, there are other frosty little brunettes in the sea.

Great way to end Gay Pride Month, huh?

Bonus item. Take two of my favorite things, the film A Touch of Evil and Nina Simone, and :

Marlene Dietrich: Has ever a woman done so much with such a tiny role? And can you beat Heston playing a Mexican? WWCS? (What Would Charo Say?)

Comments

[psimilarity.livejournal.com]

Oh, I love A Touch of Evil. I went and saw it when it was re-released a few years ago. I sat as close to the screen as possible, as I usually do. Up back were half a dozen dolled-up suburbanites who chattered through the film. When the lights came up I was, like most people there, in a kind of daze of admiration and excitment. Cackling from the back one beehive said to another "that's the last time YOU get to pick the film!"