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 Frame Within the Frame #29

The Party
The Party
(Blake Edwards; 1968).

7 comments :

Iain said...

Showed this movie to a friend the other night. That house is so freaking cool.

swac said...

Weird, I just bought a copy of this for my partner's dad a few days ago (and we were watching I Love You Alice B. Toklas last night).

Time for a re-watch.

John said...

The lovely, statuesque Carol Wayne.

Christopher said...

I love it when he goes messing with the gadgets in the house,especially the intercom and the pee pee boy statue..

Fred said...

Birdie num-num.

Alphonse said...

Birdie num-num

gerry said...

Hooowdieeeeeeeeee... PARDENER!!!