Split Second is the BOMB…

It’s Sunday morning, November 5th,2017. I’m moving slowly. There is a carpet of snow on the ground. Trump has begun his tour of Asia. Yesterday, he said this at the America air base at Yokota in Japan.

“No nation should ever underestimate American resolve. Every once a while in the past they underestimated us. It was not pleasant for them, was it? We will never yield, never waver and never falter in defense of our people, our freedom and our great American flag.”

My first thought upon hearing him: Sure, he didn’t mention North Korea. He might very well be sending a restrained Trump missive to North Korea to cool its jets, but holy Hannah, what a thing to say in Japan. I have to imagine that even though Japanese-USA relations have improved considerably since WW11, the memory of that war, of the way that war ended with the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, still rankles.

We all know with certainty that “no nation should ever underestimate American resolve.”

As my own little bubble-nation of one, I certainly don’t.

As for Trump’s resolve, well, he is an enigma of resolves. He tweets his favorite resolves. The man is an open book of resolves.

But enough of Trump.

On a lighter note, this morning TCM is replaying one of my all-time favourite nuclear devastation films, Dick Powell’s 1953 pot boiler, Split Second. I confess, I’ve never been able to get enough of Split Second. It’s got noir, an unfaithful wife, a tough talking dame (I hope I can say that…it is a noir term, after all), gangsters, heroes, a ghost town, an old coot…nay, two old coots, and the BOMB.

I was very young when I first saw this film. I think I watched it from under our dining room table. We only used that table for “duck and cover” practice.

As frightening as that film was, still is, I am drawn to it and its bleak message. It does challenge good science, however, in that the subject of post-bomb radiation is somewhat ignored at the end. Still, the movie does caption THE END against a backdrop of a mushroom cloud.

I also love mushrooms, but that’s a totally different story.

Anyways, I realize that this blog post is somewhat aimless. There must have been a point.

Split Second


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