“Come out, come out, wherever you are …” August 19, 2007Posted by Jeff in 1946 through 1960, Movies.
Poor Holly Martins. He’s travelled all the way from America to post-war Vienna on the promise of a job from his old school buddy, Harry Lime. Only to learn when he gets there that Harry a) is dead, and b) was involved in black-market penicillin smuggling. And to top it off, Holly has gone and fallen in love with Harry’s girlfriend.
What’s a fellow to do but get drunk, stumble down alleys, and shout at the ghosts that seem to be following him …
This is the greatest entrance in movie history, from what remains my favorite movie of all time: The Third Man (1949), directed by Carol Reed, written by Graham Greene, music written and performed by Anton Karas, cinematography by Robert Krasker, edited by Oswald Hafenrichter, starring Joseph Cotten and … you know.