Yes, ofcourse I know, fall will be here anyway. This Summer's is pretending it already is. This one will be quite bulky big and red. And instead of the pretty tweed merino wool from the pattern, it'll be plain old and cheap acrylic again. But I am still learning and it is 10 times cheaper. I prefer wool, honestly I do, but I am still figuring out what patterns work for me and which ones I can trust. I'd rather knit up a well working and beautiful pattern a second time after knitting up a "dress rehearsal". And this won't shrink or expand when washing and is rash free.
So finally I started watching some stuff waiting on my recorder for way too long. After some old episodes of the Review Show, a few documentaries, I saw Crossfire (1947), a film noir with a message. The message is introduced to the viewer slowly, but in the end it is pretty much slapping your face. Might be too much for me, but for many spectators, then (and now) it works just fine to get it across.
It contains some snappy dialogues, flat characters, the obvious smokes, entertaining tension, great pincurl sets, well composed shadows, not a lot of Mitchum but his captivating peepers, some nice jazz tunes and all is told at night. Verdict: very watchable.