by Michael R. Honig
It’s sometimes interesting what you can learn from old movies. That’s why I enjoy watching them, even when they otherwise have only modest artistic merit.
Such was the case with a film I watched last night (previously recorded by my TiVo on TCM; bless you, TCM, for being the only place to see these old, sometimes-great, but almost-always interesting films!), called The Dark Horse (1932).