Süre                : 1 Saat 36 dakika
Çıkış Tarihi     : 15 Ağustos 1947 Cuma, Yapım Yılı : 1947
Türü                : Cinayet,Drama,Romantik,Heyecanlı
Taglar             : Eşcinsel alt yazı,Nevada,Haraç sahibi,Casino,köprü
Ülke                : ABD
Yapımcı          :  Hal Wallis Productions
Yönetmen       : Lewis Allen (IMDB)(ekşi)
Senarist          : Robert Rossen (IMDB)(ekşi),Ramona Stewart (IMDB),A.I. Bezzerides (IMDB)(ekşi)
Oyuncular      : John Hodiak (IMDB)(ekşi), Lizabeth Scott (IMDB)(ekşi), Burt Lancaster (IMDB)(ekşi), Wendell Corey (IMDB)(ekşi), Mary Astor (IMDB)(ekşi), Kristine Miller (IMDB), William Harrigan (IMDB)(ekşi), James Flavin (IMDB), Jane Novak (IMDB), Anna Camargo (IMDB), John Farrell (IMDB), Lew Harvey (IMDB), Milton Kibbee (IMDB), Mike Lally (IMDB), Ralph Peters (IMDB), Ed Randolph (IMDB), Tom Schamp (IMDB), Ray Teal (IMDB), Harland Tucker (IMDB)

Desert Fury (~ Gönül Firtinasi) ' Filminin Konusu :
Desert Fury is a movie starring John Hodiak, Lizabeth Scott, and Burt Lancaster. The daughter of a Nevada casino owner gets involved with a racketeer, despite everyone's efforts to separate them.





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    bir sylvia plath şiiri..

    out here there are no hearthstones,
    hot grains, simply. it is dry, dry.
    and the air dangerous. noonday acts queerly
    on the mind's eye erecting a line
    of poplars in the middle distance, the only
    object beside the mad, straight road
    one can remember men and houses by.
    a cool wind should inhabit these leaves
    and a dew collect on them, dearer than money,
    in the blue hour before sunup.
    yet they recede, untouchable as tomorrow,
    or those glittery fictions of spilt water
    that glide ahead of the very thirsty.

    i think of the lizards airing their tongues
    in the crevice of an extremely small shadow
    and the toad guarding his heart's droplet.
    the desert is white as a blind man's eye,
    comfortless as salt. snake and bird
    doze behind the old maskss of fury.
    we swelter like firedogs in the wind.
    the sun puts its cinder out. where we lie
    the heat-cracked crickets congregate
    in their black armorplate and cry.
    the day-moon lights up like a sorry mother,
    and the crickets come creeping into our hair
    to fiddle the short night away.


    (crawling king snake - 3 Ocak 2011 22:18)

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