I do, like Tarantino, love the New Hollywood of the late sixties. Though unlike Tarantino I never experienced it (except with film), and I was glad to see this one. It's funny how he went from over the top to doing perhaps not quite enough of a Tarantino-esque flick this time, though I liked to see him working hard on character just like he did in 'Jackie Brown', a film meant to be watched not just once for it's got perhaps less sugar and excentricities but it does linger - it does feed you artistically if that can be said. Fine film with a fine duet everyone fancied - but only Quentin did. Heavy on references too.
Underrated little forgotten film noir by the unforgotten Fritz Lang that has a darker sister-film (or should I say brother-film? sibling-film?) made a year later called Scarlett Street (and just as good) with the same cast and roughly the same chiaroscuro morale tones (though it is darker) that we absolutely love in film noirs. A fine school-exemple of the efficient film noir with all its best shades. Robinson truly does a fine job as always - and the end … well, I shouldn't say anything about the end, could have been cut a little bit earlier in my opinion. It all depends on how you cut the story whether it ends well or not Orson Welles was right.