Sam the Man

A B-list director gets his due

The newshound-turned-auteur Sam Fuller always made good copy — whether pounding it out from behind an Underwood, cigar in hand, whiskey bottle in the top drawer, or posing for the flashbulbs while playing grouchy elder statesman to an adoring court of cub filmmakers. As journalist, cartoonist, photographer, novelist, screenwriter, and director, he produced reams of hard-boiled prose and reels of tabloid-brewed imagery, ripped, as they say, from

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