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 #390


Canon City
(Crane Wilbur; 1948)

3 comments :

Who Am Us Anyway? said...

And Furried with the Naked Fact of Film! Where it happened actually! With the same happened to people! In this fast-paced modern world in which we live in right now here today!

mister muleboy said...

I'm assuming that DeForest Kelley was not one of the original inmates or trustees [trustys] in the Big House; he must have just been "with" the people it actually happened to.

Either that, or after his stretch, he toned down his street smarts and adopted a slightly-tougher, slightly-more-cynical "Mayberry" approach by the time Gene Rodenberry got 'holt a'him. . . . .

Christopher said...

..and remember my friends..Future events such as these..will effect you in the future..