Soliloquy
Where Words Become Keepsakes
👁️ 10 viewsSatluj: A Film That Does Not Wound the Body, It Wounds the Soul
A haunting review of Satluj, formerly known as Punjab 95, a film that does not rely on loud violence but on memory, silence, grief, and the terrible weight of buried truth.
👁️ 44 viewsThe Last Client Post-Script: Rain, Shadows, and Unanswered Questions
While attending a sales conference in San Diego, a few evenings spent watching classic film noir sparked an idea. What began as notes inspired by The Maltese Falcon and In a Lonely Place eventually became The Last Client, a rain-soaked mystery set in Portland, Oregon. This post-script explores the inspirations behind the story, the appeal of noir fiction, and why some mysteries are more satisfying when they end with questions rather than answers.
👁️ 29 viewsThe Enterprise of Evil Operates on the Illusion of Invincibility
Evil often survives by convincing itself, and everyone around it, that it cannot be challenged. This essay explores how corrupt people, toxic institutions, and power-hungry systems build their empires on fear, silence, and the illusion of invincibility.
👁️ 46 viewsThe Last Client, Act III – The Woman Who Died
As Mercer digs deeper into Richard Gray’s past, he uncovers a troubled marriage, missing records, and a fatal accident that may never have happened. The more he learns, the more one possibility emerges: Eleanor Gray may still be alive.
👁️ 56 viewsThe Last Client, Act II – The Dead Woman
Richard Gray’s body is found near Portland’s waterfront only hours after his wife hires Mercer to find him. But when Mercer begins searching for Eleanor Gray, he discovers an impossible truth: according to official records, she died ten years ago.
👁️ 60 viewsThe Last Client, Act I – A Portland Noir Mystery
On the evening he plans to close his detective agency for good, Portland private investigator Jack Mercer receives one final client. Eleanor Gray claims her husband has disappeared. She leaves behind a photograph, a retainer, and a question that makes no sense. By the next morning, everything she told him will unravel.