Cornell Woolrich’s American novel “The Black Curtain” (1941) is part of the series of “black” novels he wrote at the end of the 1930s and the beginning of the 1940s (including also “Black Alibi,” “Black Road of Fear,” “Black Angel,” etc.). These are detective stories in which a certain almost mystical secret is always included—something that can captivate the reader’s imagination. The plot of “The Black Curtain” is likewise built around solving such a secret.
"...Virginia returned and held out a glass to him. He gripped the glass tightly with his fingers, as if his very life depended on that object.
— Virginia, I feel strange somehow. As if I were lost. I can’t understand anything. Maybe it’s because of the blow to my head. I want to know everything from you. Amazing things happened to me outside, though they don’t really matter. What matters is what made you do this? Why did you move so suddenly, without even warning me? Why, when I went to work this morning…
She quickly raised her hands and clamped her mouth with her interlaced fingers. A muffled cry was heard. He sprang up from the bed and pushed her hands away with force.
— Virginia, tell me!
— Frank, my God, what are you saying? This morning?.. I moved here from Rutherford Street more than a year and a half ago!.."