The Third Man
A classic of the genre and cinema. And given a proper look by my good friend Colin over at Riding the High Country.
Don’t be so gloomy. After all it’s not that awful. Like the fella says, in Italy for 30 years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love – they had 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock. So long Holly.
And there we have one of the most impish, mischievous pieces of cynicism ever spoken to the camera, essentially a throwaway moment in a movie yet the one that’s most fondly remembered and perhaps best sums up the nature of the character who delivers it. The Third Man (1949) has come to be regarded not only as a classic film noir but one of the true high points of post-war British filmmaking. It remains a dazzling piece of work, urgent, energetic, inventive and beguiling. I’m…
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7 Responses to “The Third Man”
Thanks for that Mike – really appreciate it!
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My pleasure, Colin. Great film, and review to match. 🙂
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🙂
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A true classic; nicely done.
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Indeed. Thanks, Chris
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Well timed, excellent re-blog, Michael!
Nicely glimpsed look at Post WWII Black Market. A clever form of conveyance and an even more clever criminal in Harry Lime. Love his best and most brief entrance. And well executed, crazy angled, surreal sewer chase!
Look for an homage to it in the final reel of the Richard Basehart/Jack Webb, L.A. police procedural, He Traveled By Night from the 1950s.
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I’ll have to watch for that, Kevin. A classic film that keeps offering up secrets, along with its enjoyment, as Colin wrote up. Great to see you’re a fan of this film, my friend. Thanks.
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