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About Me
bill morancy
montpelier, vermont, United States
born 1945
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Friday, October 29, 2010
Cry of the City
Victor Mature, Richard Conte 1948
Classic noir...two neighborhood guys...one a cop, the other a crook...shot at night with wet streets and long shadows.
Unexceptional but well enough done to easily hold my interest. I was surprised at how good both leads were.
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