Yes, I am full o' crap. Not so long ago I said I was going home to watch John Sayles Passion Fish ... but I didn't. Yesterday I said I was going to watch Howard Hawk's Ball of Fire ... but I didn't. And tonight ... well, I'm saying I'm going to watch Fritz Lang's 1953 noir classic The Big Heat. Third time the charm? You bet. I haven't seen this one in years and I just picked up the DVD. There's the exciting quality of something new here, even if it's old.