Showing posts with label Bogart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bogart. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Dark Passage #4

Victor keeps trying to leave Irene so she won't be involved in his problems, first when he gets his plastic surgery - but his best friend gets murdered. After the bandages come off, he sets out again. I usually desaturate the figures, but I left the blue morning light in this one. Eventually he gets to a diner, but never gets to eat his bacon and eggs.
Films will be continuing into August, I remembered The Third Man and spent about an hour last night on Joseph Cotton's clothes - the Criterion restoration lets you see every tweedy nub.

Edit: I had to link to this . I found it hysterically funny, but I don't know if anyone who is not a visual person will see it that way.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Dark Passage #3

This photo was taken at the foot of the Filbert Street steps. The frame is meant to dsuggest the view of the Bay one would have from Irene's apartment. 

After Vincent (Bogart) collapses after ringing her door buzzer, she hoists him into the elevator and onto a couch in her apartment. He revives to find her facing him, impeccably groomed. "You were no featherweight" she tells him. Thing is, you pretty much believe in her superpowers - she is just so magnificently poised. She proceeds to bring him breakfast in bed for two weeks before removing his bandages. 

Question: Why do women even bother to have hair after Bacall?

A word on the process: it's much easier to get a resemblance with people I like - Bacall was relatively easy to draw, while Tippi Hedren, who seems sort of absent to me, I drew over and over and never quite nailed it. Tom Waits, the absolute easiest.