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

Video Indulgence #1

A Sermon to end your week.


estiv said...

This is Albert Finney recreating his Broadway (or London) stage performance in Luther, right? I remember seeing (what I now know thanks to Google is) the TV version with Robert Shaw in 1967. said...

is this the tv version with Robert Shaw?

Tom Sutpen said...

Nein. This is from the George Devine Memorial gala/benefit at the Royal Court Theatre in 1966. Everybody . . . and I mean, everybody was present that night; either onstage or in the audience. So much so that it was literally one of those scenarios where if a A-bomb had been dropped on the Royal Court, everyone of any consequence in contemporary British Theater (actors, directors, playwrights, journalists, critics; you name 'em and they were there) would have been wiped out in an instant.

mark said...

I was blessed to attend a similar evening in, I think, 1975, as a H.S. student on a school trip. It was "Tribute to the Lady," a gala farewell to the Old Vic. Gielgud, Finney, the house, among others, Sybil Thorndike.
Olivier, absent due to illness, characteristically upstaged all those present as his image as Henry V was projected while a recording was played. And so while everyone else was seen aged and life-sized, Olivier was present in his prime, twice life-sized and amplified.