The last eight months of my life have been rough. I like to keep my social network stream pretty upbeat and casual overall and don’t tend to go into detail about my private life. So, while many of you know about the terminal illness and death of Pop Faust, I haven’t posted much about how I have (or haven’t) been coping with that loss. And I don’t think I’m ready to start, not yet anyway, other than to say that it has derailed me, my work, and my life and left me feeling profoundly untethered. I’m only just starting to reconnect.
To that end, it’s Noir City time again. Last year I missed most of the festival because of brutal deadlines. This year, I’m back to doing the whole run again and will be blogging about every single film right here. So follow along, Faustketeers and buckle your seat belts. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.
Tonight, we kick off this year’s program with a Dan Duryea double bill of TOO LATE FOR TEARS and LARCENY.