…One film that passed our pillow-clutch test with flying colors was one we didn’t see again on air for a very long time: the 1947 film noir Nightmare Alley.
As a kid, all I knew was that it was a creepy, eerie film starring handsome Tyrone Power. I didn’t know that it had been a novel, nor that the novelist’s eventful life made Power’s character’s adventures seem tame. And that novel had not yet been made into a moody, faithful comics adaptation by the great Spain Rodriguez.
But now I know these things, and the existence of the same story in three media is as interesting to me as the story itself. The questions of adaptation, interpretation, and inter-medium translation that these three versions present are, I believe, worthy of study.