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

Before and After #77:
Montgomery Clift



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Richard Gibson said...

I was telling a Canadian fellow last Friday about 'I, Confess' and 'La Confessional'. He'd not seen either.

Jeremy Richey said...

Such a lovely man and one of the most gifted American actors of all time. Even at the end he had still had more soul and spirit than most actors in their prime could even come close to...great photos, thanks for posting

swac said...

Looks like the right profile.

La Musee des Beaux Arts in Montreal had a great Hitchcock exhibit a number of years ago, with a special segment devoted to the filming of I Confess in Quebec City, with lots of candid shots of Hitchcock in the streets of the old city, interacting with locals inbetween shots. Clift looked suitably intense, whether in character or not.

Vanwall said...

There were scenes in "Red River", Clift whipcord-thin and intense, that made me wonder if they had somehow managed to shape a panther into the form of a man - when he lights up a smoke, or grins a little at Joanne Dru in the hotel room, or takes a .45 caliber shave from Wayne at the end; all his movements and looks were those of a hungry and patiently stalking big cat. Nobody was ever like him, one of the best of all time, and unworldly handsome.

Lex10 said...

Say, where did I see this guy?
In Red River?
Or A Place in the Sun?
Maybe the Misfits?
Or From Here to Eternity?

Everybody say, "Is he all right?"
And everybody say, "What's he like?"
Everybody say, "He sure look funny."
That's...Montgomery Clift, honey!

New York, New York, New York, 42nd Street
Hustlers rustle and pimps pimp the beat
Monty Clift is recognized at dawn
He ain't got no shoes and his clothes are torn

I see a car smashed at night
Cut the applause and dim the light
Monty's face is broken on a wheel
Is he alive? Can he still feel?

Nembutal numbs it all
But I prefer........alcohol

He said go out and get me my old movie stills
Go out and get me another roll of pills
There I go again shaking, but I ain't got the chills


Joe Strummer/Mick Jones "The Right Profile"

LK said...

I was positively in love with Monty. I loved all his movies. My favorite "From Here to Eternity" I saw it many times and now have it on a disc.