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

Antonioni Lives!


We here at If Charlie Parker Was a Gunslinger . . . would like to take this opportunity to mark the 93rd birthday of Michelangelo Antonioni, the director of Gente de Po, Cronoca di un amore, Le Amiche, and probably best known and best loved of all, Chung Kuo: Cina.

In six decades of masterful Cinema, uneven bouts with the zeitgeist, and extraordinary resillience, it gives any cinephile with a constant heart great relief and even a rare assurance to know that, where so many of his co-conspirators in the construction of our mutual obsession and dream life have fallen, he remains. And if his work no longer commands our ardor as it once did, he at least inspires the multitudes by the persistence of his will to forge ahead through the winter of his art; staring down mortality, if only for a time.

2 comments :

swac said...

Happy birthday Mike, you blowed up real good.

Bill Chinaski said...

"I feel like a father towards my old films. You bring children into the world, then they grow up and go off on their own. From time to time you get together and it's always a pleasure to see them again.'
—Michelangelo Antonioni