An existentialist who writes in the film noir/crime thriller genre, a compulsive writer for whom language and its derivations are a vital, never ceasing line of enquiry as a construct that goes towards making up the human condition, are just, as I take it, some of his other ongoing concerns.
City of Glass, the first part of Auster’s New York Trilogy, was first published in 1985. It’s an enjoyably tricksy, postmodern novel in which Daniel Quinn, a detective-story writer, becomes a freelance investigator after answering a mysterious telephone call.
Ex-EastEnder Michelle Collins stars in haunting, if slightly flawed, account of belief and loneliness.
I’m having trouble shifting my black mood since the 2015 General Election (what would Tony Benn say?!) so why not a suitably dark blog subject to match it? Let’s talk about film noir. Film noir literally translates, from the French, as black film or film of the night. If you watch films from ‘the past’, […]