Isn't that something? Middle of a drought and the water commissioner drowns. Only in L.A.
Seedy and stylish, I love the way chinatown exists in this film as some sort of altered plane of reality, maybe its just seeing it in LA and coming off of a wave of lynch rewatches that I have this feeling like this whole city is on the thinnest stretch of the vale, that nearly anywhere in this city could at some point become a hub of strangeness and sudden ugliness beyond explanation.
Film looked amazing at the Egyptian, what a fun theater, tacky but I dig it.
