sovay recced Gwynne Garfinkle's The Last Word, a poem about the 1935 film Mad Love.
I am so glad you liked it!
J. Storer Clouston's The Spy in Black, which does not have the Pressburger touch, but I quite liked the first chapter. Simple, but it paints the picture nicely.
I have in fact not been able to cope with the absence of Pressburger's inspiration when throwing myself at this novel before, but you may encourage me to give it another try. (Ironically the most I have ever writen about that film was for Sebastian Shaw.)
[edit] I am not sensible about Powell and Pressburger, but especially not about Pressburger.
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Date: 7 Jun 2025 12:28 (UTC)I am so glad you liked it!
J. Storer Clouston's The Spy in Black, which does not have the Pressburger touch, but I quite liked the first chapter. Simple, but it paints the picture nicely.
I have in fact not been able to cope with the absence of Pressburger's inspiration when throwing myself at this novel before, but you may encourage me to give it another try. (Ironically the most I have ever writen about that film was for Sebastian Shaw.)
[edit] I am not sensible about Powell and Pressburger, but especially not about Pressburger.