Hopperesque

Hopperesque

Sunday, 7 February 2016

Such Doors


            Human beings shouldn't have to enter such doors, shouldn't have to stay behind them. No moon ever entered there, no stars, no anything at all. They were worse than the grave, for in the grave is an absence of consciousness. And god she reflected ordered the grave for all of us ; but god didn't order such burrows in a third-rate New York City hotel.

Cornell Woolrich
Deadline at Dawn
1944

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Boris Smelov

Cry of Noir ............. 15

Lost Weekend

Big Heat

Le Samourai

Underworld USA

Point Blank

Leopard Man

Godfather II

Lady from Shanghai

In the Mood for Love

Maltese Falcon

Bad Day at Black Rock

Third Man

Tokyo Drifter

Saturday, 6 February 2016

Friday, 5 February 2016

Time You Spend

















    All the time you spend tryin' to get back what's been took from you there's more goin' out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.

No Country for Old Men
Coen Brothers
2007

Callum Russell






Thursday, 4 February 2016

Blues in the Night

I've been in some big towns
And i heard me some big talk
But there is one thing i know

A woman's a two-face
A worrisome thing
Who'll leave you to sing
The blues in the night
Blues in the Night
(Arlen/Mercer)

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Vivian Maier

Red Wind


        He looked at the drunk's back. The drunk was playing checkers with his empty glasses. The new customer looked at me, then he looked along the line of half-booths at the other side of the place. They were all empty. He came on in, down past where the drunk sat swaying and muttering to himself, and spoke to the bar kid.

Raymond Chandler
Red Wind
1938

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Jack Vettriano

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Day into Noir


          .......... we've looked out that window over the course of the film, repeatedly. There's no neighborhood there, no sidewalk, just the East river, it's highway, and an elevated train, all distant and impervious.

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Day into Noir
Ann Douglas
Vanity Fair 2007

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Body and Soul 
1947

Still a Room


A room is still a room
Even when there nothing there but gloom

A House is Not a Home
(Bachrach/ David)
Ella Fitzgerald

Tuesday, 2 February 2016

More Plunder Road








Plunder Road
Hubert Cornfield 
1957

Price They Paid


       It's time to demythologize an era and build a new myth from the gutter to the stars. It's time to embrace bad men and the price they paid to secretly define their time.

James Ellroy
American Tabloid
1995

Monday, 1 February 2016

Named Me as the Fool

Flirting with this disaster became me
It named me as the fool who only aimed to be
Almost Blue
(Costello)
Chet Baker

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Paul Himmel
Grand Central Station
1947

Meaning of the Blues ........ 7

Rififi

Millers Crossing

Big Combo

Night Moves

Ace in the Hole

Lady from Shanghai

Killing of a Chinese Bookie

High and Low

Nickel Ride

Caught