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 #619

Charles Chaplin and Max Linder


swac said...

To Chaplin, he was always "The Professor."

Tom Degan's Daily Rant said...

Nice photograph. They both worked at the Essanay film company at the same time (1915)

swac said...

I'd read that Essanay hired Linder after Chaplin left for Mutual, hoping lightning would strike twice with comics from overseas(for whatever reason, it didn't). The building in the background looks like Chaplin's own studio near LaBrea and Sunset Boulevard (now the home of Jim Henson Studios), which he built in 1917.