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

Shutterbug Friday #12:
The 'Strangelove' of Weegee

In early 1963 Arthur Fellig, better known to time, tide and memory as Weegee, journeyed to Shepperton Studios in Merrie England to document, however briefly, the production of Stanley Kubrick's mirth-encrusted exploration of human dread, 'Dr. Strangelove.' In the process, the photographer not only captured more than one glimpse of moments that would not make it into the film's final cut, but -- Kubrick having been severely influenced by his images of liquor store robbery aftermaths, body dumps, tranny rousts, garden variety homicides, and all manner of life on the margins of American society -- confronted some measure of all that he had wrought in his time.







































2 comments :

Matthew Brady said...

Hmmmm.


Was Kubrick directing a movie, or

auditioning for the role of Barnabas Collins?

Tom Sutpen said...

A bit of both, I imagine.

Though Kubrick looks a little too pudgy for that role.