I’ve always thought that I was born in the wrong decade. I seem to have wistful thoughts about what it would have been like to live in the 30s and 40s. I love almost everything about that era, especially cinema, which explains my fascination with film noir.
So, when I gazed upon this Buick sedan from the mid-30s parked in front of the Casablanca Hotel in South Beach in Miami, I was transported back in time. I could imagine bank robbers, like the Barker gang, hanging on for dear life on the side of each step plate as they made their getaway with Eliot Ness closing in on them.
What can I say? I have an overactive imagination. But it does remind me of old films like Mildred Pierce, The Women and Double Indemnity that featured actors who had both talent and moxie. Yes, it’s pretty obvious that I was born too late.