Noir Femme Fatale Quotes

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Ever since I could remember, She was all that mattered.
James J. Caterino (She)
She looked hot enough to catch fire, but too lazy to do anything but just lie there and smoke.
Gil Brewer (The Vengeful Virgin)
I knew what she was, and it made no difference at all. She was hard, as ruthless as she was beautiful, as brittle as bone china.
Clifton Adams
Don't make a career out of underestimating me." — Claire de Haven
James Ellroy (The Big Nowhere (L.A. Quartet, #2))
I ripped all her clothes off. She twisted and turned, slow, so they would slip out from under her. Then she closed her eyes and lay back on the pillow. Her hair was falling over her shoulders in snaky curls. Her eye was all black, and her breasts weren’t drawn up and pointing up at me, but soft, and spread out in two big pink splotches. She looked like the great grandmother of every whore in the world. The devil got his money’s worth that night.
James M. Cain (The Postman Always Rings Twice)
She just stood there and looked at the empty highway, and you could almost tell how bored she was by the way she stood.
Clifton Adams
Le monde appartient À la femme africaine combattante, Ambitieuse, éduquée et indépendante. À celle qui ne craint ni la douleur ni la solitude. À celle qui, vêtue d'un esprit de tonnerre, Équipée de sang de guerrière, Éffraie l'échec.
Naide P Obiang
Evans made himself their spokesman. "Charlie and Joe," he offered. "Remember us? We brought a friend back with us this time." Girls evidently didn't count in this little subdivision of the underworld; a miscalculation many a shady character has made.
Cornell Woolrich (Marihuana)
The movie style eventually known as ‘Film Noir’ served up hard-bitten crime stories featuring morally bankrupt men and mysterious femme fatales, blending violence and sexual desire into bleak tales of modern life, without clear messages of morality. The comic book industry offered younger readers its own version of the Film Noir mood with a wave of crime comics that began sweeping the newsstands around 1947.
Mike Madrid (The Supergirls: Fashion, Feminism, Fantasy, and the History of Comic Book Heroines)
femme fatale, film noir, carte blanche, cause célèbre. When the French-speaking Normans conquered England, French became the language of official institutions and practices. That happens to be the area where we find a large number of noun-adjective phrases today. Terms like attorney general, heir apparent, body politic, notary public, court martial, fee simple, and ambassador plenipotentiary all belong to the domain of officialdom. As does time immemorial, which originally referred to time “out of memory,” or before recorded time, a concept that mattered in considering whether certain customs had the force of law.
Arika Okrent (Highly Irregular: Why Tough, Through, and Dough Don't Rhyme—And Other Oddities of the English Language)
On Dateline, Josephine wore red lipstick and smoked Newport Lights. Like a noir femme fatale, she was nonchalant and sanguine.
Rebecca Godfrey (Under the Bridge: The True Story of the Murder of Reena Virk)
Sometimes in life you meet a femme fatale and you can refuse them nothing they treat you like dirt but even the dirt they dish out has a taste you can resist? From the novel 'Adventures of a Dark Duke: The Pin
Russell C. Brennan (Adventures Of A Dark Duke : The Pin)
Appearing in neo noir, erotic thrillers, teen dramas, supernatural science fiction and horror and retro noir, the bisexually active femme fatale appears to be everywhere,
Julia Shaw (Bi: The Hidden Culture, History, and Science of Bisexuality)
It all unfurled like a mink from a femme fatale’s shoulders in an old film noir. All those tales of a taloned beauty with expensive tastes, her callow lover, the unwitting husband, a staged accident for a big insurance payout. They never ended well. Suddenly, Dara felt a coldness inside. It was all so tacky, so déclassé, a voice inside said. It was all so cheap. So unbearably sad.
Megan Abbott (The Turnout)
Sally the Sleuth” was a new twist on the usual format, and not just because it was a comic strip. From pulp novels to film noir, detective stories were hugely popular in the 1930s, and the women who appeared in them tended to fall into two categories. Some were assistants to the detective or, very rarely, detectives themselves, innocent women who needed men’s help to get the job done. Others were femme fatales, women on the side of evil who relied on their feminine wiles to steer good men wrong. With Sally, Barreaux combined both roles into a female detective who was willing to use her sexuality to nab crooks.
Tim Hanley (Sally the Sleuth)
Taliyah was heavily into fitness and healthy living. She spent much of her time listening to wellness podcasts and following yoga gurus on social media, although that didn’t stop her from mainlining caffeine and smoking like a film noir femme fatale to help maintain her rail-thin physique.
Nathan Allen (Horrorshow)
Los Angeles is the City of Dreams, the City of Angels, a city blessed and cursed with a glorious dream and façade of hopes -- glitter sprinkled on top if its sprawling expanse. It is a city without a center, a city with a rich and fabled past often bestowed with nostalgic memories not entirely based on fact; an erasure of memory. Without a distinct ancestry, it is often seen and referred to as a whore. The city is made up of so many distinct parts, communities intertwined and fraying at the edges. Sitting on top of one another, Los Angeles is seemingly without borders, an area of pulsing, moving bodies all swaying with the energy of the city’s rich and unique cultures. Navigating Los Angeles is an experience in itself. By way of its intricate mapping of freeways, streets and avenues, the veins and arteries of its body possess the inhabitant to follow these lifelines, dependent upon its circulating blood to survive. The body of Los Angeles makes one feel as if they can be instantly rewarded and punished by its beauty all in one moment. Los Angeles, the femme fatale, can lure one in with its bright lights, swaying palm trees, and warm sunshine yet punish at the same time – all in one sway of her hips. When the warm Santa Ana’s blow in on a summer’s night, dry and majestic, one can feel as though they have just kissed her lips, but the poison soon follows. Attracted to a dream, they pilgrimage to the City and become enraptured by the multi-faceted qualities of her magnificence. But what are we truly looking for? Many people come to the city, obsessed with an image and enraptured by an Angel. But the dichotomy that we find in her beauty is all too telling of how we see each other. Los Angeles is an angel, yet she is also a whore. Los Angeles as the femme fatale has been noted in Los Angeles film noir since the 1930s. The city itself is seductive, alluring, glamorous, and wanton. Yet she uses these qualities to her advantage, shattering the hopes and dreams of those who fall prey all too easily.
Gloria Álvarez