The Moving Finger

$90,000 in stolen cash shakes up a bunch of grubby bohemians when they discover a wounded bank robber hiding in the basement of a beatnik coffee house run by a phony poet (gravelly-voiced Lionel Stander) in The Moving Finger, a theatrically unreleased art house/exploitation film about Greenwich Village lowlifes that perfectly captures the hazy twilight of the Fifties beat scene: "The bus tourists are in! Start looking decadent!" (Verleiher-Text)