Sunday, April 22, 2007 - The Dead Pool
No, not the film, The Dead Pool - the 1988 fifth and last film in the Dirty Harry series (based on this sort of thing) - it's just the pool here on Laurel Avenue on a rainy Sunday afternoon. Hollywood had been socked in since before dawn - thick stuff off the Pacific. There were a few brief moments of broken sun around noon here and there, but then another bank of darkness rolled in, providing that Raymond Chandler film noir effect, like just about every scene in The Big Sleep. One imagines Philip Marlowe, one street over, driving his Ford sedan up to Eddie Mars' gambling joint at the top of Laurel Canyon - Vivian Sternwood Rutledge is singing up there tonight, and that would be Lauren Bacall of course.
No, just an empty courtyard here, and some interesting compositions - lounge chairs and alyssum.