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 #391

Yoidore tenshi
(Drunken Angel)
(Akira Kurosawa; 1948)

1 comment :

Vanwall said...

I love these post-war period Japanese social and crime films - the admixture of Western and Eastern cultures is fascinating. These were the first real foreign films I was able to see as a lad, and the allure was hypnotic - I still look for movies from that period just to see the visual conflicts of style. I recently read "The Tattoo Murder Case" by Akimitsu Takagi, and it was like watching those films all over again - I must have a jones for civilizations in disarray. ;-)