anantoinetteaffair:

Burt Lancaster and Ava Gardner in a still for ‘The Killers’ (1946)

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oldfilmsflicker:

Kay Lawrence: It might take me awhile to get him out of my system. One gets kind of used to someone.

Movie Quote of the Day – I Walk Alone, 1948 (dir. Byron Haskin) « the diary of a film history fanatic

 I Walk Alone, 1948 (dir. Byron Haskin)

 I Walk Alone, 1948 (dir. Byron Haskin)

 I Walk Alone, 1948 (dir. Byron Haskin)

droidguy1119:

Noirvember - Film 20 of 30 (my list)
The Killers (1946, dir. Robert Siodmak)

When two hit men (Charles McGraw, William Conrad) breeze into town and wipe out a depressed gas station attendant nicknamed “The Swede” (Burt Lancaster), nobody takes it too hard. But something about it nags at Jim Reardon (Edmond O’Brien), the insurance investigator assigned to The Swede’s case. A little investigation turns up the details of The Swede’s fall from boxing into robbery, and how a woman named Kitty Collins (Ava Gardner) factors in.

I think it’s safe to say that the majority of remakes are inferior to the originals. Therefore, my personal rule of thumb is to watch the remake first, because the remake will suffer less without comparison influencing the reaction. However, I didn’t expect what happened between The Killers (1964) vs. The Killers (1946): I was so put off by the way Siegel’s remake cut from the more interesting Lee Marvin material to John Cassavetes’ Johnny North that I couldn’t shake my annoyance with that narrative structure while watching the original, which also tells the story through investigation and flashback. Where in the 1964 version I felt I was being yanked from more interesting leads to hear about a bore, in the 1946 version, the shorter flashbacks didn’t give me enough of Burt Lancaster’s Swede or Ava Gardner’s Kitty at a time to make much of an impact on me. Both actors are great, but they feel like they’re hardly in it compared to Reardon and the film’s other supporting characters (if only there were a version where Marvin and Gulager investigate Lancaster and Gardner). I can’t tell if I’d have felt the same way watching the original first and the remake second, but maybe next year I can give Siodomak’s version another shot.

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Burt Lancaster in Sorry, Wrong number, 1948.

wednesdaydreams:

I’m poison, Swede. To myself, and everybody around me. I’d be afraid to go with anyone I love for the harm I’d do to them. 

The Killers (1946)

fuckyeahgrindhouse:

Criss Cross (1949)