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

Jack Palance dies at 87

Fondly remembered as a heavy in noir and westerns, and a foil for Jean Luc Godard in Contempt, Jack Palance has gone to his great reward.

Palance obituary in The Guardian.


Vanwall said...

"You know, Jack, you're the only actor to play Jekyll & Hyde, that had to be made up to be Dr.Jekyll, and left alone to be Mr.Hyde" - Lee Marvin, over drinks and dinner in Vegas.


Anonymous said...

I saw him, when I first moved out here (LA -10 yrs), late night at a supermarket. He was by himself, had a wagon full of tomato paste, and was wearing an Ascot.