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 #707

Soy Cuba
(I Am Cuba)
(Mikhail Kalatozov; 1964)

Guest Contributor: Jeff Duncanson


Richard Gibson said...

Confession time - I've never seen this but heard a lot about it quite recently. Recommended?

Jeff Duncanson said...

Absolutely - The film is really just a sappy valentine to Communism, but the imagery is just out of this world, from start to finish.

swac said... did you narrow it down to just one image?

Jeff Duncanson said...

Yeah, I could almost literally do a random screen capture and get something special. This one, however is my favorite, with the way the camera pans up and away, and with the overcast sky and the pounding surf. Sheer poetry.