A Kind of Screw

Green dice rolled across the green table, struck the rim together, and bounced back. I pretended like I didn’t hear him. “Quite so,” said Syme placidly, “a kind of screw! How simple that is!” Rather than raging against a fate that the audience has learned to accept, the female hero often accepts a fate that the audience at least partially questions. However passionate, sinful, rebellious the heart buried in this grave, the flowers growing on it look out at us as serenely with their innocent eyes: they tell us not only of that eternal peace, that great peace of “indifferent” nature; they tell us also of eternal reconciliation and life everlasting…

Book 1 : The Glass Key by Dashiell Hammett
Book 2: The Killer Inside Me by Jim Thompson
Book 3: The Man Who Was Thursday by GK Chesterton
Book 4: Refiguring American Film Genres, quotes essay by Linda Williams
Book 5: Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev