My film was made in the '80s and is in color. First of all, Double Indemnity was made in the '40s and is in black and white. I’m familiar with that film too and although it wouldn’t surprise me to learn that it was used as a source of inspiration given the many similarities, the film I’m looking for has some distinct differences. Together they plotted to kill her husband but after the deed is done, he starts to suspect that she’s just using him for her own selfish purposes and -” It involved a man who had fallen in love with a dangerous blonde. I thought it was an excellent example of that genre known as film noir. I caught it late one night on cable many years ago. “Besides, I know precisely what movie it is I’m looking for.

I really need to get out more, I thought. “Why don’t you try Blockbuster? There’s one down the street.” I’d even tracked down and fingered the occasional blackmailer, thief or murderer, but finding a movie? That was a new one. I’ve educated various women in the extracurricular activities of their husbands. “I need you to help me find a movie.” Now, in all the years I’d been a snoop, I never had a request like this. I would like to hire you to find…' she hesitated, took a deep breath and said, “…a movie.” “If I’m not, then one of us in the wrong office,” I said indicating the name on the door window that clearly read 'JOSEPH CANNON: PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR.' She sat down in the chair in front of my desk and crossed her legs giving me a swell view of them. Suddenly the door to my office opened and a tall, thin brunette dressed to the nines strolled in and closed the door behind her. The Venetian blinds in my window cast long shadows across my desk where a nearly empty bottle of bourbon sat comfortably next to an empty shot-glass. I sat in my chair watching the ceiling fan spin, which did nothing to cool things off. So, in those last few moments of my life, as I reflected back on the twisted course of events that led me there, I knew it was the absolute truth.

A man who resigns himself to his fate cannot lie. A man who lies to save his own skin does so because he still thinks there’s a chance he’ll live.

Not only that, but I’d lost my ability to B.S.

I found that I didn’t give a damn about anyone or anything anymore. 38, two fresh corpses sprawled on the grimy ground beside me, knowing full well that my next breath would be my last. I’ve always been a pretty apathetic fellow, but I’d never experienced anything like what I felt standing in that alleyway, staring down the barrel of a. Once you’ve finally accepted that your number is up, a strange sort of detachment comes over you. There’s a kind of freedom that comes in knowing you're about to die.

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