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 Golden Age of Prurience #62


Orgy of the Dead
(Stephen C. Apostolof; 1965)

7 comments :

Maureen said...

Shocking! Sexicolor!

Tom Sutpen said...

It is quite a movie . . . what auteurist critics would call a transitional work in the canon of its screenwriter/producer, Edward D. Wood, Jr.

justjack said...

Plus a second payday for Criswell. Yay!

Christopher said...

"perHAPS shes caught the fancy of the WOLMAN!?"arrrRRROOOOOOoooo!
nothing but endless striptease acts..you gotta be a boobs man to stick this one out..

capewood said...

Criswell? The guy who used to do the goofy predictions on the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson?

Tom Sutpen said...

The one and only. He was a close friend and collaborator of the late Edward Wood, having appeared in two films of his (Plan 9 from Outer Space and Night of the Ghouls) along with this one.

swac said...

Plus Mae West sang a song about him. Hard to top that tribute.