The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

Seminal Image #32


Head (Bob Rafelson; 1968)

4 comments :

Anonymous said...

I always forget to put Head on my list of favourite films. Yet I've watched it more times than Ran and The Man Who Would Be King, and only slightly fewer than The Treasure of the Sierra Madre. I'd better fix that.

swac
"That sounded pretty white..."

Tom Sutpen said...

"So'm I; what can I tell ya."

Tom Sutpen said...

Seriously, though, "Head" is an amazing piece of work. One of the angriest films ever made; and every time I see it it gets better.

Anonymous said...

I find it interesting that no more incisive disection of pop culture has been seen on the screen since.

swac