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

The Art of Cinema #138

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They Live By Night
(Nicholas Ray; 1948)

1 comment :

Vanwall said...

This movie grows more interesting with time, amazingly. Nice poster - best one of Farley ever. However - DeSilva has a goddam Nambu? WTF? Those could barely shoot twice in a row without jamming - real P.O.S. - oops, milhist intruding into movie madness. Happened a lot to me back then, still does, sadly. Anyway, no wonder his character was a loser - it makes him look like he couldn't choose an A-1 rod to save his life. Getta real piece, pal - .45 M1911. ;-)

I really identified with Bowie and Keechie when I saw this as a callow youth - hell, I wanted to bust out on the road myself after that. Good thing I was such an indecisive schmoe - there were plenty of opportunities, but certain friends looked out for me, the big saps. I was a big Granger and O'Donnell fan after that - too bad they aren't more appreciated today.