An excellent examination of one of my favorite films. One day I hope to write something like it!
Some films are like coming home; this home sits at the end of a dark, dank alley.
We know the characters so well, they become family; this family is host to a killer.
And the script is imprinted upon our memory until the dialogue drips from our lips without thought, for indeed, they have become our own thoughts.
One of these films for me is Laura (1944). Like the eponymous heroine, this elegantly crafted Film Noir leaves an indelible impression with every viewing. As summarized on its IMDb page: “A police detective falls in love with the woman whose murder he is investigating.”
Directed by one of the “Old Hollywood” greats, Otto Preminger, Laura is a classic ‘whodunit’? A beautiful dame has been killed, a gumshoe-with-gumption starts asking questions, skeletons rattle in their proverbial closets, and then the first act ends, and nothing is what it seemed.
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