Fear of Art part 4

"Fear of Art" winds to a close with this final installment. The plot is resolved, the missing egg is discovered, the seemy art underworld coughs up a truth, and lovers embrace as the music swells and the credits roll. 

Here is the "Fear of Art" of great film noirs that I unashamedly stole from to make this flimsy comic. I'm sure you have your own favorites, but If you haven't seen any of these, rent them soon! You won't regret it, kid. 

1.. Out of the Past -- A moody and doomed Robert Mitchum sucked into his past, dir. by Jacques Tournier (Cat People, Night of the Demon)

2. The Asphalt Jungle -- brilliant heist movie, directed by John Huston

3. The Maltese Falcon -- Bogart classic, a dame, a bird, and Peter Lorre

4. Double Indemnity -- Fred MacMurray way before My Three Sons

5. Laura -- Beautiful film, a detective falls for a dead woman. It can happen

6. In a Lonely Place -- Weird nightmare you can't wake from

7. Rebecca - Hitchcock directs, as dead ex-wife haunts a mansion

8. The Third Man -- Brilliant!!! Orson Welles as mystery man in post-war Vienna

9. Detour -- Doomed man down on his luck, hitchhikes, then his troubles begin...

10. DOA -- A black-hearted world where everyone's a terminal case

11. Night of the Hunter -- Mitchum again, with Love and Hate knuckle tats

12. Touch of Evil -- Orson Welles, sleezy bordertown crime movie

13. Scarlet Street -- good tight thriller from Edge City

14. Gun Crazy -- natural born nutty crime spree couple, kiss kiss, bang bang

15. Sweet Smell of Success -- Burt Lancaster and Tony Curtis, in the papers

16. The Killing -- early Kubrick heist movie, clown masks, robbing a racetrack

17. Big Sleep -- Bogart and Bacall can't sleep, stay awake and talk

Comments

[Tom Bagley]

I love all these movies! I love your comic! I want to live in that world. Of course, everything would have to be on MY terms, or I'd be outta there.

[Rod]

I do live in that world, except that I look ridiculous in a fedora. But I have to say that not a day goes by without some dizzy twist filling me full of lead. And my next door neighbour looks exactly like William Bendix, but I would never tell her that.