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

Art of Cinema #468

The Lost Honour of Kathrina Blum
Die verlorene Ehre der Katharina Blum oder: Wie Gewalt entstehen und wohin sie führen kann(aka The Lost Honour of Kathrina Blum)
(Volker Schlöndorff and Margarethe von Trotta; 1975)


marietta said...

It is not the way,that i feel a little bit similar to Katharina Blum,but the methods don`t change.many years ago i was imployed by this big newspaper many years.this ressort for fashionand pictures they want economise,to expensiv.they wanted to get ride of startet a time of harassment mobbing,sans egal.i have to do dissimilar jobs,they have nothing to do with my proffesion,i dont go in the details.on the end according to expectations

marietta said...

PS,this comment is intended.