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

El Cine del Oro #31

(Emilio Fernandez; 1948)

1 comment :

Vanwall said...

This may have been the most beautifully filmed Mexican film - it's lyrical and lush. The story line is only average, but the leads were well up to making it so much more - they had screen presence and skill in abundance. This was one of the films that I was viewing with my Hispanic friends and they were translating it in a much more interesting fashion than the subtitles indicated - the script was quite a bit richer than the rather flat Anglo interpretations. At that time, in high school, I was unaware of the cultural conflicts that had been going on for years between the Indios and the mainly Spanish-heritage middle and upper classes, so it was much more interesting just for that aspect, as well.