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

They Were Collaborators #671*

Blatty, Blair and O'Malley
William Peter Blatty, Linda Blair and Father William O'Malley.

*If only I'd been a little quicker on the draw this could've been
"They Were Collaborators #666."


Richmond Rambler said...

Scariest movie ever.

Rodrigo Arte said...

Good afternoon:

Great blog!
I found it after the nice picture above_with the ALWAYS KNOWN FATHER DYER in that controversial/strong production...
I guess it´s his TRADE MARK.
Some years ago, I have the pleasure/honor to change email with him: he seems to be a good person (like in the film)... He told me that HE HAD 15 MINUTES OF FAME (and WHAT 15 MINUTES!). Well, I bet he was shown more time (lol!)...
That´s it.

Rodrigo (Brazil)