Yesterday I joined C at the Film Forum for a double helping of NYC Noir: Woman in the Window and Laura. Thematic resonance: don't fall for dames in paintings. Full-houses and the perfect escape from the humidity and rain of the afternoon. C, an excellent movie companion, seemed to enjoy herself tremendously. But what wasn’t to like: femme fatales and saps, hard bitten thugs and cops, Vincent Price and necrophilia, fabulous outfits and home décor.
She: Did you see that lamp in the bedroom?
Me: Uh, no, I was eyeballing Joan Bennett popping out of her dress at the time.
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