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

Elisha Cook Jr. Gets the Shaft Again #6

It's not just dames that are poison in The Big Sleep.
(Howard Hawks; 1946)


Frank Coleman said...

Of all the things I've done in my life, the fact that this series is a hit is one of my proudest accomplishments.

No foolin'.

swac said...

A worthy achievement! And so much material to choose from. How will poor Elisha get it next?

davidly said...

I think they'll find him half-eaten by dogs. (hint, hint)

Ace89 said...

Poor Jonesey!