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 #473

As the Christmas whirlwind dies down, few films capture the seedy, bloated, hungover post-holiday mocus state of mind as accurately as this bargain basement fiasco that was originally released in 1964. To watch its opening credits, set to the Milton Delugg/Roy Alfred theme song “Hooray for Santa Claus”, click here.


Brent McKee said...

Infamous for many reasons including being Pia Zadora's first film. Many believe it was also her best film.

Flickhead said...

I dunno... we may have to watch it back-to-back with Butterfly to be sure!

swac said...

Where did I put my VHS copy of The Lonely Lady....?