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

Artists in Action #594

Anna Karina and her husband hit the dance floor


José said...

«And her husband»? Lol.

MichaelRyerson said...

Even Goddard can't quite pull off the wearing-sunglasses-in-dark-places schtick. She was a pretty girl though.

estiv said...

Recently watched Pierrot le Fou for the first time. When he feels like it, the man knows how to create some wonderful cinema. Which is not the same as creating a wonderful film, alas.

Trader said...

Goddard has been really inspiring with his early work. In this respect he has left his marks in cinema, no doubt.

That's unfortunate he could not spare some time for the people in his intimacy.

Such is life with genius...

A few years ago, on an European channel, Ms Karina was facing her former partner Goddard and, so far, the meet-up on TV didn't turn out too good.