I saw Le Doulos last weekend: brilliantly atmospheric, with enough plot twists to make even Raymond Chandler's head spin. Funny to see M. Melville wearing the same hat my Colorado grandpa favored.
Lately, I've been thinking about what artisanal filmmaking might mean; Melville's a few years ahead of me. But how great that would be to have your film studio right below your apartment. Just like a baker or a painter, living above the shop.
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