#noir

I guess what's most surprised me in most of the reviews is that they don't seem to get the noir story in the dream sequence, so they analyze it like a straight noir movie. ↗

— Brian De Palma

#dream #get #guess #i #like

The old man had been tanned by the light of too many beer signs, and it just goes to show that you can’t live on three packs of Chesterfields and a fifth of bourbon a day without starting to drift far too fuckin’ wide in the turns. ↗

— Daniel Woodrell

#grim #hard-boiled #hard-life #hillbilly-noir #life-sucks-then-you-die

When a beautiful blonde asks, you don't say no. ↗

— V.T. Davy

#channel #crime #detective #hard-boiled #islands

Either you're going to shoot us or you're not. The ball always lands on red or black, never both. ↗

— V. Alexander

#mystery #suspense #trouble-is-her-business #business

Fine by me, Jack. I just have to plug in the machine. The City will have to change its name to Sunny Beach.” “We don’t have a beach.” “Well, you know what I mean …” Conversation on Radio Fake 112.8 MHz In The Shadow of Sadd ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#gta #noir #scandinavian-mysteries #change

A sinner once passed away will never return, but sins will never vanish and the love will never die. ↗

— Les Soldats Noir

#death #les-soldats #love #manga #noir

You just hang in there, boy, hang in with that apprenticeship of yours, do you hear me? You are lucky they would even take someone like you. You’re a child of the slums. A ragtag. On top of that, you’re a whining piece of shit. Nobody will ever do anything for you. Do you understand what I’m saying? They’ll let you starve to death, no problem. Nobody is going to cry on your grave.” Poul-Erik’s Mother The Informer by Steen Langstrup ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#mothers #noir-style #scandinavian-mysteries #death

We cut down trees that do not bear fruit! We have to bring back the death penalty! It’s the only way to deal with evil.” “Would you execute anyone else, now that you’re in a groove?” Conversation on Radio Fake 112.8 MHz In The Shadow of Sadd ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#scandinavian-mysteries #death

There were three of them in the room now, where only two had first come in. Death was in the room with the two of them. ↗

— Cornell Woolrich

#crime-thriller #death #noir #noir-fiction #death

Calvino remembered he had no food in the house and would have to go shopping on Sukhumvit Road. Then he planned to crawl into his bed and sleep, the kind of deep sleep without dreams or hopes, a sleep without regrets, without knowing or thinking how things got the way they are or how occasional fragments of decency escaped the forces of gravity. ↗

— Christopher G. Moore - Zero Hour in Phnom Penh

#noir-fiction #dreams