Orson Welles’ Touch of Evil generally represents the close of the “classic” film noir period that began in the 1940s. Neo-noir continued of course, but Welles delivered the last true masterpiece of the original era. It’s bled over into popular culture in bits and pieces – the lengthy opening shot, the off-screen tussles, the widely mocked (and apparently studio-mandated) decision to cast Charlton Heston as a Mexican – but the actual film is so much more than such cultural flotsam and jetsam. It’s another dark look at the endurance of human wickedness, and how right and wrong can become so blurred as to be indistinguishable. A pity that Universal treated it so poorly for this Blu-ray release. Hit the jump for my Touch of Evil Blu-ray review.
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