Monthly Archives: April 2012

A New York Waterfront double bill, one more New York than the other. First, Slaughter on Tenth Avenue. This movie should have been called “Slaughter in Long Beach,” but that’s okay. The lack of real NYC locations were more than… Read More

Before I get to the full write ups, I have to share a deeply traumatic experience from last night. Witness: Hipster Charles McGraw! Anyone who follows this blog knows how much I love McGraw. I love him because he’s a… Read More

”File out, you tramps!” I absolutely love this movie. As host Alan Rode mentioned in his intro, this film tends to get unfairly categorized as “camp,” often lumped in with cheesy brain-dead sexploitation flicks because of it’s subject matter; women… Read More

I’ve seen T-Men before. In fact it may have been the first Film Noir I ever saw. If not the very first, then one of the first for sure. But any chance to see hot, sweaty, nearly naked Charles McGraw… Read More

Switching gears from pretty little Alan Ladd to the big, butch slab of manliness that is Sterling Hayden might have given me testosterone whiplash. In a good way, of course. Hayden isn’t much of an actor, but he’s still one… Read More

It’s that time again, Faustketeers. Noir City, Hollywood. This year’s big kick off was a real challenge for me, something I probably never would have chosen to watch on my own. The Great Gatsby. Yes, really. For starters, I have… Read More