Scarecrow's Blog From the Darkside: Miami Vice -- Dangerous Nights (Little Miss Dangerous brief)

Friday, July 26, 2024

Miami Vice -- Dangerous Nights (Little Miss Dangerous brief)

So I am obsessed with an episode from the second season of Miami Vice, Little Miss Dangerous, but I am currently working and it came on today (Friday early afternoon) on Roku Channel's Universal Action, so I already want to watch it in full, without distraction, to write a review for the blog. It has the score from "Hardware" on it, especially at the end. And the performance, and adult themes of the episode through her, of Fiona as a sex clue act performer (who just might be underage, but she tells Tubbs she's 18) as a serial killer with multiple personalities could be up there with the likes of Bruce McGill in his episode. The second season is a gold mine of great characters.

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Psycho '60

It's sad, when a mother has to speak the words that condemn her own son. But I couldn't allow them to believe that I would commit murder. They'll put him away now, as I should have years ago. He was always bad, and in the end he intended to tell them I killed those girls and that man... as if I could do anything but just sit and stare, like one of his stuffed birds. They know I can't move a finger, and I won't. I'll just sit here and be quiet, just in case they do... suspect me. They're probably watching me. Well, let them. Let them see what kind of a person I am. I'm not even going to swat that fly. I hope they are watching... they'll see. They'll see and they'll know, and they'll say, "Why, she wouldn't even harm a fly..."

Mad Love 1935

Doctor Gogol: Did you ever hear of Galatea?

Lavin - Waxworks Proprietor: Gala - who? Not wanting a statue of him, are you?

Doctor Gogol: I don't want a statue of Galatea. You see, she was a statue herself. Pygmalion formed her. Out of marble, not wax. And then she came to life in his arms.

Lavin - Waxworks Proprietor: [calling to his assistant] Start the motor, Henry. There's queer people on the streets of Montmartre at this time of night.

Doctor Gogol: [handing him his card] Here, a hundred francs if you deliver the statue to my house.

Lavin - Waxworks Proprietor: [reading card] It's a go, Dr. Go... gol. First thing in the morning.

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I met him, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil.

The Monsters are Due on Maple Street

The Black Cat 1934

Hjalmar Poelzig to Vitus Werdegast:

Come, Vitus. Are we men or are we children? Of what use are all these melodramatic gestures? You say your soul was killed, that you have been dead all these years. And what of me? Did we not both die here in Marmaros 15 years ago? Are we any the less victims of the war than those whose bodies were torn asunder? Are we not both the living dead? And now you come to me, playing at being an avenging angel, childishly thirsting for my blood. We understand each other too well. We know too much of life. We shall play a little game, Vitus. A game of death, if you like..."

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Friday, July 26, 2024

Miami Vice -- Dangerous Nights (Little Miss Dangerous brief)

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