The Third Man: The unquiet American

"Oh, Holly, you and I aren't heroes. The world doesn't make any heroes outside of your stories."

Holly Martins is a stumbler. That’s the best way to describe him. The pulp novelist has arrived in postwar Vienna at the behest of his friend Harry Lime. But Harry is nowhere to be found. Holly soon finds out he’s dead, run over in the street by a car.

The sensible thing would be to turn around and go back to America, but in The Third Man, the noir maste…