The smell of honeysuckle

Tell Billy Wilder film is like recommending a healthy lifestyle, eat fruit and do some exercise. Needless to say, simply do it. It can not see, are master classes for young directors, actors, startups and film technicians in all its branches. But best of all, they are films for the public, devilishly entertaining, exciting, captivating stories you buffeted by uncontrollable comedy taking you to the most terrible tragedy, sometimes with just a few minutes apart.

Today Sunday, waiting for the sun is not so tightly and thus able to work in the garden, because work is, and well, I reviewed some titles it: Twilight of the Gods , Doom and Witness for the Prosecution . Three films, three women: Gloria Swanson, Barbara Stanwyck and Marlene Dietrich. And three characters: Norma Desmond, Phyllis Dietrichson and Christine Vole. I could not have been a more delicious Sunday, as did one time did not pass.

When I came out tonight to the garden and I smelled the wet grass, I recalled the words of Fred MacMurray in Double Indemnity:

It was a hot afternoon and I still remember the smell of honeysuckle in the street. What I did not know that sometimes the smell of honeysuckle murder?

I propose something, something to warm summer nights, those in which the windows of the houses are open wide, hoping to steal a light breeze at dawn. One suggestion for those long nights: Billy Wilder film. They are good for the soul.

-Roque.

PS: by the way, Billy Wilder made ​​his last film in 1981, here, friend . He could shoot more because insurers feared that Hollywood, for his age had to be forced to abandon filming or dies suddenly. He died 21 years later. I always remember this story, terrible, by the way.

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