

A nitrate fever dream that somehow slipped past the archives, Dusk to Dawn is less a story than a double-exposed photograph of a soul arguing with its own reflection. Director Sidney Franklin, usually dispatched to prettify society romances, here operates like a man who has borrowed Murnau’s prism and decided to frac...

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Comparing the cinematic DNA and archive impact of two defining moments in cult history.

King Vidor

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" A nitrate fever dream that somehow slipped past the archives, Dusk to Dawn is less a story than a double-exposed photograph of a soul arguing with its own reflection. Director Sidney Franklin, usually dispatched to prettify society romances, here operates like a man who has borrowed Murnau’s prism and decided to fracture a woman’s mind instead of light. The film opens on a tram clanging through pre-dawn fog; inside, Eveline Vale (Florence Vidor) folds her gloved hands as if trying to crease t..."
Peter Burke
Frank Howard Clark, Katherine Hill
United States

