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

The Art of Cinema #277

The Bellboy
(Jerry Lewis; 1960)


Sam said...

I will fight to the death to say that this is one of the funiest comedies of all time.

Vanwall said...

En garde, my poor, deluded ami. But wait, in honor of my French in-laws, I will let this pass - each to his own.

Cinebeats said...

I assumed I was the only person in the world who thought this movie was funny, but I'm glad I'm not alone.

Vanwall said...

Ah, a budding folie à deux? ;-)

Too much, too soon, he always seemed to me - and he can be such a nice chap in the real world.

swac said...

I love The Bellboy (and its companion, The Errand Boy). I even made a point of visiting the Fountainbleu when I was in Miami a while back, although they've renovated all the fun out of that place. Thank goodness the Eden Roc was right next door.

r.j. said...

My mother pulled me out of this when I was a child (and, as I recall, I needed very little coaxing).