Two nights ago, QUICKSAND. I'd never seen it before because I can't stand Mickey Rooney, but I enjoyed DRIVE A CROOKED ROAD so I thought I'd give it a shot and I'm glad I did. It's not great - contrivances abound and the ending's a big cop-out (so to speak) - but it looks good whenever night falls and is oddly compelling in spite of its flaws. In fact, the contrivances are so wild and shameless that after a while the whole narrative begins to feel like a nightmare. I was halfway convinced that Rooney's character was going to wake up at the end to find it was all a dream. Lorre, not surprisingly, is the best part of the whole flick.
Last night, ACE IN THE HOLE (again). Pure greatness. "I've met some hard-boiled eggs in my time. But you? You're twenty minutes."