A selection of the illustrations by Benton Clark to accompany the Saturday Evening Post’s serialisation of Luke Short’s story Blood on the Moon (March-April, 1941). The film adaptation was released in 1948 and starred Robert Mitchum and Barbara bel Geddes. I’m not sure how influential Clark’s images were on the film’s design, but they share something in the refusal of the more dandified aspects of 30s Westerns.
"Well," says Mitchum’s character, "I’ll drift."
John Dillinger was a punk …
Front cover of the Belmont novelisation of Young Dillinger. First published March 1965. Great artwork, dull movie if memory serves …
In Hollywood, most of one’s time is spent waiting. You’re waiting for your name to be called, you’re waiting for your project to get on, you’re waiting for your money to be paid, you’re waiting to meet somebody, you’re waiting for an actor to say yes. You’re just waiting. Endlessly, endlessly waiting. You’re waiting in your car. You’re driving. Endlessly driving. Out of 24 hours, 22 are spent waiting. You’re waiting to get laid, you’re waiting to get stoned. You’re waiting.
Like life then …
The Young Savages (1961)
The title march; full leather jackets, levi’s and engineer boots …
She might have been chewing gum or paying a grocery bill.
The magic of the madness on the cliff was gone. All there was between us was flesh.
… God almighty. What if I had to kill a man every time I wanted to really arouse her?
Day Keene, Home is the Sailor (Gold Medal, 1952)
My favourite moment in biker movies is when a dirty engineers boot pumps the kick start - a Kenneth Anger moment and a fetish, even.
Naked Angels (1969)… cruising the neon strip in Las Vegas the bike gang pass in front of a run of cinemas, which are barely noticeable among all the other attractions, but it was not missed by the editor who cuts in the flash image of “GORE”
Gun Belt (1953), an utterly dreary western but for the presence of John Dehner and an under used Jack Elam. Here the latter is one step away from death, as always …
"When you know that you’re going to have to kill a man… it costs nothing to be polite."
Shotgun (Leslie Selander,1955)
The bagmen who transport money for organized crime live by a set of rules: no personal relationships, no ties…no alcohol, no women…no talking…and never, ever look inside the bag you’re carrying.
For more than ten years, Paul Page was the perfect bagman, despite suffering from the same rare brain disorder that killed his father. But that ended the day he saw a beautiful Mob wife become a Mob widow. Now Paul is going to break every one of the rules he’s lived by to protect the woman he loves – even if it means he might be left holding the bag.