I don’t want to draw too many analogies between the sagas of Donald Trump and James Cagney‘s Cody Jarrett. Both are sociopaths, of course, but the world is full of those. It struck me yesterday that Trump appears to be going through a kind of last-stand defiance that resembles Jarrett’s during the final five minutes of White Heat (’49).
“They think they’ve got Cody Jarrett,” Cagney says with a kind of madman chuckle. “They haven’t got Cody Jarrett!”
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