I get into very specific moods sometimes. About five years ago, I watched Louis Malle’s the 1958 film Elevator to the Gallows (Ascenseur pour l’échafaud) on a rainy night, and couldn’t stop thinking about the Miles Davis score for it. I’d actually heard the music before I’d seen the film, and like Richard Brody pointed out for The New Yorker in 2016, “I…
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