Film: Chinatown.

One of those movies I fell asleep during in my high school film studies class. Don't blame me, blame the fact that it started at 8 am and I rarely went to bed before 4.

Here are the things of particular interest to me (oh I just love lists):

wet/dry as a stand in for dark/light in a film shot in color (though some of that dark/light is still there)

public municipalities conspiracy as thrilling fodder for detective drama

how Faye Dunaway is gorgeous, and then strangely grotesque within moments of each other (teeth, bare skin, forehead)

Polanski's interest in (fetish for?) rotting food--see Repulsion

what it means to lose exactly one shoe

Jack Nicholson's disarming hotness

John Huston, in general


Chinatown
directed by Roman Polanski, 1974