Nearly There

The problem with trying to watch a cross section of Classical Hollywood films that's useful and broad enough is that once you've seen one, you find twelve others you've yet to see. Kind of a "The more I learn, the more I learn I know nothing" sort of situation. I've watched ninety movies made between 1930 and 1960 now and I am finding that it's hard to stop - partly because some of them are so good and partly because there are just so many that are "important" and I feel like I need to see them all.

But the time is coming to give it a rest. I just finished Robert Siodmak's excellent take on Hemmingway's short story The Killers and I have This Gun For Hire waiting next. After that, I have Fritz Lang's The Blue Gardenia, the notoriously violent Kiss of Death, and my girlfriend Barbara Stanwyck in Sorry, Wrong Number. After that, it's over. No more watching movies for this test. One way or the other, I'll be finished with that particular part of the exam. I may even cancel my Netflix account.

It will be weird to not have movies waiting to be watched but it's probably time to get that feeling off my back. I'm sure Suzanne will be glad about it.

For the record, The Killers is an excellent example of pure noir. I recommend it.