Pickup on South Street follows two FBI agents who are watching a young woman named Candy on the Subway, for what reason we are unaware of. Enter Skip McCoy, a cannon (pickpocket) on his third strike who has just been released from jail, (one more strike and he gets life.) The temptation of easy prey in the form of Candy overcomes Skip who uses his trademark paper routine to steal her wallet. Expecting to come away with a nice wad of cash, he finds out in due time that he has stolen microfilm meant for communist spies. Skip has opened Pandora’s box and brings on a shit storm of police investigations, communist plots, homicides and lots of other juicy affairs.
I’m not a fan of the term “the Golden Age of Television”. Whatever this so called great period of television was must well and truly be over because every new “hit show” I watch is boring the heck out of me. One genre that never fails to deliver though are the Scandinavian-noir-crime-dramas.