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 #583


Lana Turner, Ross Hunter and Constance Bennett, 1965.

4 comments :

Timmy said...

Lana always struck me as a deeply troubled woman. She seathed of a repressed tragedy that marked her as a target of sadness. I can't explain further. I think she was a beauty gone sour. Yet, somehow she held her head up above the mire.

Damien said...

Constance Bennett died in July of 1965...so this must have been one of her last images

Richard Gibson said...

At first I thought this gathering might be 'Sirk' related but now I am thinking not.

Greg said...

The photo was taken March 12, 1965 on the set of MADAME X. Ross Hunter had a small party to welcome Bennett back to the movies.