… ain’t no picnic: quality 1950s realism ___ 8.5/10
Review by Brian Wright
[Train horn sounds several blasts]
Hal Carter: Listen, baby, you’re the only real thing I ever wanted, ever. You’re mine. I gotta claim what’s mine, or I’ll be nothing as long as I live. You love me. You know it. You love me.
[Hal turns as he runs for passing freight train]
Hal Carter: You love me.
Flo Owens: oh, Madge…
[Madge runs up to her room and Flo walks to Mrs. Potts]
Flo Owens: You liked him, didn’t you Helen?
Helen Potts: Yes, I did. I got so used to things as they were: Everything so prim, the geranium in the window, the smell of mama’s medicines. And then he walked in, and it was different! He clomped through the place like he was still outdoors. There was a man in the place and it seemed good! Continue reading
I have been a very serious student of current events since high school, that’s fifty years and counting. I haven’t stopped. I’m no expert but I have a deep background in world history, especially U.S. political history, and from it I know more about government duplicity than your average bear. You can take my word for it that when any bureaucrat or politician opens his or her mouth that the odds are that what will come out is propaganda to further a political agenda which could be anything from lying about WMDs to the “benefits” of universal health care. The propaganda today is going to draw us into another shooting war in the Muddled East strictly for the benefit of the profiteers in the military-industrial-complex and their cohorts. 
