In one of yesterday’s posts, I commented on the need for me to obtain the Warner Archive’s Joe McDoakes collection. And as luck would have it, I could have made this purchase—things aren’t too rosy financially here at Rancho Yesteryear, but every now and then you have to say ‘WTF’ and splurge a little. Buy yourself something nice.
So I did. Not the McDoakes DVDs, however. For sometime now, I have been receiving e-mailed missives from the Film Noir Foundation, an organization operated by noir expert extraordinaire Eddie Muller—author of Dark City: The Lost World of Film Noir, one of the definitive tomes on the filmic style. (Simply put: if you do not have this book on your library shelf…well, that’s why the other kids are laughing and poking fun at you behind your back.) Unfortunately, I lost out on the opportunity to meet and greet Mr. Muller when he was in town for Bobby Osbo’s classic film festival—ostensibly because I was still in a state of convalescence at the time but more importantly, the tickets to the event were already sold out (I did get my All About Eve and Steamboat Bill, Jr. tickets—I ended up giving them to my sister-in-law to pass on to a third party when it looked as if I wasn’t going to be leaving the hospital any time soon).
But I digress. I decided, instead, to donate the fifty clams earmarked for foolish spending to the Foundation…because at the fifty-dollar level—or “Muscle,” as they call it—I would receive a subscription to the quarterly Noir City Sentinel (a fine publication that I have been able to sample in the past through the generosity of TDOY pal Vince Keenan), not to mention the most recent Noir City poster (that’s it, up and to your left) and a Film Noir Foundation mug.
I thought long and hard about this, and I’m convinced that I made the right decision re: my profligate spending. If you’re as big a fan of film noir as I am, I hope you’ll consider digging deep and donating to the cause.