I rewatched The Big Sleep and The Maltese Falcon over the past couple of days. Bogart, like Cary Grant, could show up and knock on your door, throw a nod your wife's way, and she'd walk out with him without really knowing why. And you'd be cool with it. Of course the ladies in the films, Mary Astor and Lauren Bacall give as good as Bogey does. Step by step, icy stare by icy stare. And I could listen to Greg Dulli sing about them all day long. Bogart was equal parts cool, calculating, dangerous and funny. There was no one else you could put in a trench coat and fedora who could pull it off quite like he could, and he knew it.Bogart was short, balding, and well, a little funny looking. And that was half the fun. With a little nod or a wink, we were in on the joke right along with him.
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