I love Walsh’s Warner period and even more those early ones (this, Roaring Twenties, Strawberry Blonde, Gentleman Jim) that seem like he is recapping 1930s American cinema. I prefer the early guys just scraping to make a living half to the plot-heavy second part, but they play off each other in fascinating ways.
"At one minute before 3pm on April the 16th, 1960, you're together with me. Because of you, I'll remember that one minute. From now on, we're friends for one minute. This is a fact, you can't deny. It's done"
No wonder Wong's characters are so attached to the moment, they can at best long for a past or future.