Those who know me know I take film noir very seriously. I was honored to find our friends at The Rap Sheet give a nod to WID and my Noir City reporting in late January. And then ... and then ...
What happened? Did I drop off a log? Did my fedora fall over my eyes? Did I (gasp) not go to the festival?
None of the above. What happened was ... well ... there's no other way to explain it. GOOD NEWS. And--as any noirhead knows--good news--particularly the kind of toe-squirming, technicolor, Mickey Roo
Published on February 18, 2009 18:18