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

El Cine Del Oro #12

El Monstruo Resucitado (Chano Urueta, 1953)

1 comment :

Rob said...

Now there's a twisted poster to go with a twisted movie. A hint of necrophilia, something which was to become all too familiar in the coming years in Mexican horror cinema.

Miroslava was one hot babe, IMHO, just watch "Ensayo de un crimen", the little Buñuel masterpiece about sexual obsession, or for a more conventional role - her only Hollywood movie, the under-rated "Stranger on Horseback", with Joel McCrea, made just B4 her way-too-early death. Too bad she killed herself, she coulda been a contender.