“When they watched The Third Man, which was often, too often in Charlotte's opinion, her mother would pause on the two graveyard scenes, the first when the man who was not Harry Lime was disinterred, the second where the real Harry Lime took his place. "That's our grave," she would say. "Or pretty damn close to it.” GraveViennaThe Third ManCharlotte KaufmannHarry LimeZentralfriedhof Book:Badlands Source: Badlands
“The Ballad of Harry Lime by Stewart Stafford Harry found existence overrated, And its shadow, morality, so outdated, Scurrying rats down here in the sewer, Porcine gluttons in punished manure. Grand aspirations from primordial slime, Lifting up the rock from time to time, Samson, destroying a temple of hypocrisy, And every pillar - hope, faith and charity, They'd had him from baptism's font, Trapped before wording his wants, A heel dipped in brackish liturgy, Silent collusion in mass duplicity. For those who remained in smoky rubble? Rudely awakened from a cocoon bubble: An obelisk erected to grotesque finance, Charon’s fee for a Stygian dance. © Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.” MysteryCrimeCorruptionSymbolismNoirDisillusionmentAntiheroOrson WellesThe Third ManHarry Lime Author:Stewart Stafford