Burlesque Investigations | Part 3
Category: Film Noir
Burlesque Investigations | Part 2
Burlesque Investigations | Part 1
“And here they are: Suzie Storm and the Rockets!”
Noir | Ava & Eve at The Olympic
Mosquito Murder Mystery
This picture was part of a photo challenge which was not just about the photographs but also about providing captions for other people’s work. So here are a three of my favourites:
“That’s life. Whichever way you turn, fate sticks out a foot to trip you.” (Jason Nvrmore)
“One terrifying night, Gregor Samsa woke up on the windshield of his car and realized he has changed into a large mosquito.” (Tomasz Lasek)
“Dana felt fuzzy, but knew they would need serious Photoshop skills to remove this problem.” (Tony Tulloch)
“Down these mean streets a man must go who is not himself mean”
Noir | the last episode
Inspired by John Adams, Larry Beinhart, Raymond Chandler, Dashiell Hammett, Howard Hawks, Carl Hiaasen, Alfred Hitchcock, John Huston, Elmore Leonard, John Zorn | Headline quotes from novels by Raymond Chandler and Larry Beinhart | Thanks to all the bloggers who supported this project with their comments here and there, and at Toy Photographers | Special thanks to my wife for her patience with a husband who vanished into the dark only to reappear after hours, and for her helpful hints and questions | For the whole story, please klick the Noir link!
“There is no trap so deadly as the trap you set for yourself.”
“The streets were dark with something more than night.”
Playtime!
Noir | part 11
Today, I also have the pleasure to participate in the photo challenge at Lost in Translation.
“I work at it, lady. I don’t play at it.”
“He sounded like a man who had slept well and didn’t owe too much money.”
“The subject was as easy to spot as a kangaroo in a dinner jacket”
“The cops don’t like me too well, but I know a couple I get along with.”
Noir | part 7
“Below was darkness and a vague far-off sea-sound.”
She
“She was nothing special. Every head in the bar did not turn, dazzled by her length of leg, flaunt of bosom or swing of butt. But to him she was everything. He emerged from anxiety like a butterfly to the sun.”
The quote is from Larry Beinhart’s, No One Rides For Free, the first of three Tony Cassella mysteries, one of my all-time favourites. The picture is part of my Noir series, though probably not part of the narrative; this is my contribution for Paula’s Thursday’s Special – this week, it’s female.
“She was the music heard faintly on the edge of sound.”
Noir | parts 4 and 5
When I posted a couple of these pictures before, they appeared in a slightly different context. Adding a new picture today obviously changes the narrative. So I feel I can live with the repetition – and I hope you don’t mind.
Tip: Clicking on the NOIR link in the header menu will take you to a page I set up to present the pictures on a darker background, which looks more ‘cinematographic’ to me. At least, it seems to highlight the scarce lights.
“I was just shaking the tree to make the nuts fall out”
“It seemed like a nice neighborhood to have bad habits in.”
Noir | part 2
empire of lights 