Ascenseur pour l'échafaud . . .

. . . is going on my list of films overshadowed by their soundtracks, along with Superfly. I've been a fan of the score for a long time, with Miles Davis's lonely lonely trumpet nearly bringing a tear to my eye. I just got around to watching the film, which is pretty good--great imagery, intrigue, everything not spelled out for the thinking viewer, and nice bookends for the start and end. But . . . the score is head and shoulders above the film. I don't know if the film's been written that could live up to that score, which was largely improvised over the film itself.

I could never be a film or music critic--I like too much of what I see and hear!