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 #404


Gli invasori
(Erik the Conqueror)
(Mario Bava; 1961)

5 comments :

Fred said...

Flesh swords are always the reason most folks lived for these gladiator flicks!

Tempest said...

I bet you any anything that Rama is not a virgin.

erik hogstrom said...

This is my new favorite film title.

Christopher said...

Its got westal wirgins!...He lived only for the Food and the Parties!
meeeh..not my favorite Bava by a long shot!

Marshall P. Smith said...

Ive added this to my to see list.