Sweet Smell of Success
“You're dead, son. Get yourself buried.”
One of the greatest screenplays of the Golden Age. 291
Probably has over a dozens of lines that would be the single best quote in any other film, and here they’re just churned out constantly over 90 minutes. But it’s not just the dialogue that sucks me in – it’s how we’re introduced to this world, how we see these characters come in and out of focus and change face depending on who they’re with. Any sense of morality is out of the window right from the beginning, and in its place we get some some good old narcissism. 796