To the depths of low-budgets you'll plunge As you schlep through the cruddiest grunge Neither boring nor crummy, Yet quite sordid and scummy, You should prep with a sudsy wet sponge.
Tom Neal thinks black thoughts in Detour (Edgar G. Ulmer, 1945). Title by that grimy grammarian, David Cairns. Thanks to David and "Norm Knott" for their invaluable help behind the scenes in making this detour on Detour possible. Next week, the wretched wrap-up.