Monday, July 30, 2012

Pay Dirt Cheap

You may judge it deranged or bizarre,
But the blood in its veins is pure noir
It was shot on a dime
And, a lot like this rhyme,
Had a budget of change in a jar.

Tom Neal and Ann Savage scrape and claw in the top drawer noir from the bargain basement, Detour (Edgar G. Ulmer, 1945).

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