In order to be near the job, Jack and I got a room on Rampart. After work we’d sometimes catch a bus up Wilshire and go to the New Beverly Cinema near Hancock Park, where they show the old movies. We watched Key Largo and Little Caesar. We were both crazy about Edward G. Robinson, yesterday’s Carlito Brigante. I thought about Dionisio. Nabbed and deported? Gunned down by the cops? Or was he raking it in at El Paraisio? We saw Casablanca and The Big Sleep too. Tony had pretty much dropped off the... Sign in to see full entry.