I had paid my last farewell to Harry a week ago,when his coffin was lowered into the frozen February ground, so that it was with incredulity that I saw him pass by, without a sign of recognition, among the host of strangers in the Strand.
The lines of inspiration for the film that became The Third Man. In a rather unique turn of events, these lines never made it into the book, the film was set in Vienna and Graham Green’s book (never meant to be anything other than a draft to help plan the screenplay), was published after the success of the 1949 British film noir. It’s still my favourite film. Feel free to share any examples of any time you have preferred the silver screen adaptation to the original novel.