While clubbing in Malta, I could never shake the association in my mind with the classic film, The Maltese Falcon. Specifically, I decided that it was my duty to ape the taciturn charm of Humphrey Bogart. That was tough. I mean, Malta, the island, has almost nothing at all to do with The Maltese Falcon. It's just that I used to watch the movie often, fantasizing about an … [Read more...] about Being Bogart: A Night in Malta