Out of the Past

Out of the Past. Said it before, I’ll say it again:

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Part of what sets it apart is an incredible script.

Ann: Every time I look at the sky, I think of all the places I’ve never been.

Jeff: Yes, and every time you look up, they’re all the same.

A: You’ve been a lot of places, haven’t you?

J: One too many.

A: Which did you like best?

J: This one right here.

A: I bet you say that to all the places.

I fear that my feelings about the rest of Jacques Tourneur’s work mirror my feelings about about Larry McMurtry’s:

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To sum up, this is my reflex film. It’s what I turn to when there is no other hope. Though there are many very good reasons to love this film, my enthusiasm is now well beyond the bounds of rationality, and I won’t have it any other way.