Robert Mitchum in publicity still for Night of the Hunter (1955, dir. Charles Laughton)
“You’re staring at my fingers. Would you like me to tell you the little story of right-hand/left-hand? The story of good and evil?
H-A-T-E! It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low. L-O-V-E! You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man. The right hand, friends, the hand of love. Now watch, and I’ll show you the story of life. Those fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warring and a-tugging, one against the other.”
(via)
The Night of the Hunter, 1955
The Night of the Hunter (Charles Laughton, 1955): The image of the lifeless Shelly Winters underwater, still seated in her car, the long blond hair of her corpse waving in the current like seaweed, is perhaps the most surreally powerful and haunting image of death the movies have ever given us.
(via beautyandterrordance)
The Night of the Hunter (Charles Laughton, 1955)
The image of the lifeless Shelly Winters underwater, still seated in her car, the long blond hair of her corpse waving in the current like seaweed, is perhaps the most surreally powerful and haunting image of death the movies have ever given us.
