“Stealing wads of pelf from a dead man seems like a victimless crime, unless you’re a character in a gangster yarn. Then, you’re just plain old taking your life into your hands. We’re talking about what’s arguably the most amoral genre of all time, a mode of storytelling that thrives on shades of grey (and has done since Raymond Carver and Dashiell Hammett started putting pen to paper in the 1920s and ’30s). Just like underage sex and wanton drug use are death sentences in slasher cinema, so too is pocketing mystery cash in a crime thriller. Before you know it, you’re on the receiving end of an angry hoodlum’s pool cue, wondering how you got into this mess in the first place.” – via Paste Magazine
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