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

When Legends Gather #281

Errol Flynn and Brigitte Bardot

Guest Contributor: Rob Carver


Brent McKee said...

She was clearly too old for him.

She'd only too crazy for him later in life.

John McElwee said...

Unbelievable image of Flynn and Bardot, Tom. I never knew such a thing existed. You've surpassed yourself with this one.

Tom Sutpen said...

Thanks, John! But much as I would love to take credit, all I did on this occasion was post the image. If Rob Carver (aka Vanwall) hadn't sent it, I probably would never have come across it. All praises are due unto him.

Vanwall said...

There is a whole sequence of this shoot, and at the time, French newspapers from the Côte d’Azur area speculated wildly about the pair.

Susanna said...

Giacolombo shot this image. He was one of the most terrific italian photographer, and my father.