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 #359


Du rififi chez les hommes
(Jules Dassin; 1955)

4 comments :

Vanwall said...

I love this film. It's a joy to watch, and repeated viewings always reveal something new. Very adult for its time compared with Hollywood. A good double billing with "Bob le Flambeur".

swac said...

Or Big Deal on Madonna Street...

Anonymous said...

raise a glass of ouzo to the great Jules Dassin, maker of Rififi, Naked City, Night and the City, Thieves Highway, Brute Force, and my personal fave, Topkapi, recently celebrating his 94th birthday and just about the last of his kind still among us.

Jsangspar said...

I think I'm the only person who doesn't like Rififi. It seems to get the atmosphere wrong - I know it's authentically contemporaneous.