Tuesday’s pic (as always, click to embiggen) is another shot of Timothy in his literally don’t-blink-or-you’ll-miss-him appearance in fellow Brooklynite Daniel Mann‘s I’ll Cry Tomorrow (1955). A drunken bum in a slovenly flophouse, he’s only onscreen for a few seconds and received no screen credit.

I’m digging the artful composition of this shot. It has a kind of degenerate elegance all its own.