'Chase a crooked shadow'
I am watching what feels like a B-movie: 'Chase a Crooked Shadow'. I have the volume turned down low. I have no idea what it is about. It is late. It is on a channel called 'Talking Pics'; am not really watching it, as such. It is on in the background as I look through some art therapy ideas, as a bedtime reading is replete and I am in need of alternatives. There is some dysfunctional, gender biased, awkward 1950s romantic tension thing trying to happen. A good woman. A bad man. His eyes betray him, shifting and narrowing intermittently. The director has told him to "shift them like crazy." I imagine a Greek accent. (Elia Kazan?) Although the film is not really in the same league as Kazan's work. He obeys. He is shifting them. Left to right, back again... and again. He faces the camera, responding to her words, while her face is visible behind his shoulder. He heads the bill. A 50s heartthrob in a pullover, with sleeves, nea...