Lately, I have been haunted by fleeting scenes from the movie Laura. Ironically, the story of Laura is about a detective who becomes obsessed with the portrait of a woman whose murder he is investigating. This beautiful film is a classic example of film noir.
"I shall never forget the weekend Laura died. A silver sun burned through the sky like a huge magnifying glass. It was the hottest Sunday in my recollection. I felt as if I were the only human being left in New York... I had just begun Laura's story when another of those detectives came to see me. I had him wait."