Saturday, May 29, 2010

The 1965 B/W "Rapture" Stockwell, Gozzi, Douglas

I have always been a fan of Dean Stockwell, and the man has been acting since I can remember watching things. So many different periods for him from black and white child films to Quantum Leap and David Lynch and much in between. He's managed to keep finding ways to reinvigorate his role in cinematic history.

One of my favorite Dean Stockwell movies called, "Rapture," has been impossible for me to find, rent and watch, or forget... so I am putting it here in its entirety in 11 parts from YouTube. I'm not sure why it isn't available anywhere, but all my searches just end up with "The Rapture" with Mimi Rogers and David Duchovny, whereas I'm looking for the 1965 black and white version that is not about Revelations in literal terms.

This one stars Patricia Gozzi and Melvyn Douglas as well as Dean Stockwell.

There's something so poignant to me about this odd little film, and the performances are so tender and true. Well, it's not as simple as that. You can watch if you like. I'll warn you that it's rated 'MY' for Melancholy. Probably not for everyone, but this way you can just take a bit from any slice you want or eat the whole pie. It'll just be here, as long as the youtube folks leave it be.

Let's hear it for youtube! Quality looks pretty good too...

And now, return with me to a simpler time...  NOT!

Part One:

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And that is maybe that...
Though Postscript Girl wants me to tell you that if you go to keepvid.com and put in the url for each of these you can save them as mpeg4s and piece them together after. Don't ask me why she wanted you to know that tidbit, but now you have it.

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Friday, May 28, 2010

Found

Halfway through Life's Story
He's alienated himself from the most people
Who will ever be disdained
This time he goes around.

There is a brief but luxuriant
Intermission where everyone frolics happily.

The rest of the time, those same people will reenter
Once again, by various winding roads.
Welcoming and loyal, they
Individually come back for their scene
On the stage at the right tide of the moon
Surrounding communication and events

All is well in time for the Going Away party
In which the evening's speech must finally come
Minds and hearts are won into memory vivid

Small town tales are told and over the many years
Those bandied about the most owing to interest
In continuation and legacy,
Eventually, 'like mattter' will attract to the center
Become legend and enter the collective bloodstream

Strangers by The Kinks  
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Missing

http://photographyart.wordpress.com/2008/05/05/far-away/

You'll want to behave
Just like a young lady now
If you know what's good

They've taken me: bye
Bye. There is no need to cry
I'm missing away

Look for me, my son
You will be the only one
To come; lone and done.

 

Monomyth by Fin Fang Foom  
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Lost

http://salamandercandy.wordpress.com/2007/05/08/paradise-lost-all-jacked-up/

As I've watched Lost these past six years, and especially during this final season, I've often thought of The Day and Night of Brahma, as the show begins its Pilot with the full-screen opening of Jack's eye. Now that we have seen the ending I am reminded of my long-ago thought that this show has encompassed a full Day of Brahma.

"During the Night of Brahmâ, Brahmâ sleeps and there is no world. All karma sleeps with Brahmâ. When Brahmâ awakes, the world is created as he opens his eyes. The other cycles, as worlds are created and destroyed, are when Brahmâ blinks. After a Life of Brahmâ, all karma is annihilated. But Brahmâ is reborn," (quoted from http://www.friesian.com/gods.htm"

Today, after a gradual unfolding of the finale, and just the beginning of time to absorb and reflect on the banquet in which I have partaken, I look to find sources for some of the symbols of greater and lesser power that have integrated this experience with other models I look to about the cycle of life and consciousness.

This means a great deal to me. To try to put into words the connections I've had the opportunity to think, feel, dream about along with the characters, plot, and setting of Lost.

Here are some of those that  bubbled up for me today in addition to the Day of Brahma, and I will discuss each in successive posts: Joseph Campbell's Monomyth, Osiris and Seth, Kierkegaard's Ethical Mr. B and Knight of Faith, the Biblical story of Jacob's Ladder dream, the movie Jacob's Ladder, Cain and Abel, Jacob and Esau, the Yoni and Shiva Lingham, the reality TV show "Survivor," Kurt Vonnegut's 'Slaughterhouse Five,' and I'm sure the list will continue in coming days.

There is also the issue of which is preferable and why: the means justifying the ends OR the ends justifying the means... I think both were exemplified - in the other 'Mother' and 'Hurley as good examples of two extremes... Ben tells Hurley that that(the past) was Jacob's way and you can do it your own way now.

There was the iconic structure of the yearly arcs: flash back, flash forward, flash who knows where (we do find out, in the end)

First of all: Did I like the conclusion of the series and the series as a whole?
"Absolutely yes, I did."

I've thought about doing something like this before, but I'm glad I waited until The End to begin.



Hawaii Five - O (Theme) - Original by Cathodic Orchestra  
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Quotes - Still thinking of leadis and Orissa


Howard David Johnson's "The Red Fairy"

Still thinking about leadis and her interest in place, I looked for some quotes concerning these beings...


Not surprisingly, I'm doing this because of previous post
About the state of Orissa in India & what's going on there,
Shakespeare comes the closest to where I see the bridge:


"Hand in hand, with Fairy grace,
Will we sing, and bless this place."
~ William Shakespeare (Titania, the Fairy queen in A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

"If you don't believe in Fairies, then how may I ask "can you believe in yourself"
~Terri Lynn

After that the lines from Peter Pan have always touched me with gladness:

"When a new baby laughs for the first time a new Fairy is born, and as there are always new babies there are always new Fairies"
~Peter Pan

And some others...

"Nothing can be truer than Fairy wisdom. It is as true as sunbeams."
~Douglas William Jerrold, Specimens of Jerrold's Wit--Fairy Tales

"Innocent eyes see Fairies at the bottom of the garden"
~ Idunna Elemiah

"If you see the magic in a Fairy tale, you can face the future"
~Danielle Steel

"Every time a child says, 'I don't believe in Fairies,' there is a Fairy somewhere that falls down dead."
~ Peter Pan

"Do you believe in Fairies? Say quick that you believe, clap your hands"
~Sir James M Barrie

"If you don't believe in Fairies, then how may I ask "can you believe in yourself"
~Terri Lynn

Quotes were already gathered and presented at:
http://www.lucylearns.com/fairy-sayings.html

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Real Life Imitating Fiction, Greater the Misfortune


www.galenfrysinger.com/orissa_india.htm


The heart of India is under attack
To justify enforcing a corporate land grab, the state needs an enemy – and it has chosen the Maoists
Arundhati Roy
Friday 30 October 2009, © The Guardian
The low, flat-topped hills of south Orissa have been home to the Dongria Kondh long before there was a country called India or a state called Orissa. The hills watched over the Kondh. The Kondh watched over the hills and worshipped them as living deities. Now these hills have been sold for the bauxite they contain. For the Kondh it's as though god had been sold. They ask how much god would go for if the god were Ram or Allah or Jesus Christ. . . .




I have been writing a series of pieces using the character of leadis, a sprite who lives on a hill in the Catskills in upstate New York, USA. Before ever coming across this piece in the Guardian UK, my story with leadis and her devotion to the place in which she has lived for countless aeons took the direction of a conflict with developers over the flattening of her beloved hill and the building of housing units there. I just finished writing the scene where she meets the convoy head on and uses her own special blend of action to address this most vital issue of her long lifetime.

Therefore, I was shocked to read - though I don't know why I would be - a story from 'real life' that mirrors this theme and some of the specifics rather eerily, though it's not at all a fantasy story. These people believe in the divinity of the land, and that can not be replaced somewhere else or purchased for some fair or unfair number of trinkets, such as money.

Sad, that it continues to be so.

I realize that some of my childhood thoughts have remained with me, long into adulthood. When I was much younger, I used to think that I could contain things if I thought about them (thus is born worry :( )

So, for example, if I could think of all the negative consequences of something, that would give me a certain amount of power to prevent 'those' things from ever occurring. Though naive, I realize that part of me must still retain that type of 'magical thinking,' as I thought somehow with some part of me that by writing those stories, I could contain damage to the earth, and I realize, of course, with other parts of me that it takes much more effort than that.

Fascinating what you learn about yourself - and remember - when you write... When I do, certainly.

Here's to the native people of Orissa. May their sacred places be left unmolested, thought it does sound as though it's a bit late... My childhood and adult selves can agree that weeping is in order.



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Thursday, May 27, 2010

Perceval Press


Jessie M. King, Perceval Winneth the Golden Cup

I've been looking at recommended reading lists
For as long as I can remember.
This is the best one I'd seen in a long time,
So I thought I'd share it.

This is Viggo Mortensen's Perceval Press.
If that name sounds familiar, he is an actor
As well as a poet, painter, photographer, author,
And more. You might have seen one of his things. :)

http://www.percevalpress.com/recommend.html

Here is the Wikipedia page for the press
And a snippet of information quoted from the top:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perceval_Press

"Perceval Press is actor/artist Viggo Mortensen's publishing company, established 2002 with partner Pilar Perez. Based in Santa Monica, California, the press specializes in books of art, critical writing, and poetry.

Mortensen started Perceval Press to publish individuals that may otherwise have gone unnoticed and to do so without compromise while keeping prices as low as possible.[1].

Perceval Press is known for its use of extremely high-quality printing materials and press procedures which are personally supervised by Mortensen himself, who has been called an "Indie Publishing Mogul"[2] by the New York Times.

I go over all the books with a fine-tooth comb before they go out. – Viggo Mortensen"

So named for one of the Knights of the Round Table
Most closely associated with the Holy Grail.

"Perceval Press, which takes its name from a part of the Holy Grail myth that particularly appeals to Mr. Mortensen’s sense of independence, was born."
From the NY Times article still found at:

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/01/movies/01viggo.html

Here is the plot of Perceval's story, once again
From Wikipedia:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Perceval,_the_Story_of_the_Grail

"The poem opens with Perceval, whose mother has raised him apart from civilization in the forests of Wales since his father's death, encountering knights and realizing he wants to be one. Despite his mother's objections, the boy heads to King Arthur's court, where a young girl predicts greatness for him. He is taunted by Sir Kay, but amazes everyone by killing a knight who had been troubling King Arthur and taking his vermilion armor. He then sets out for adventure. He rescues and falls in love with the young princess Blanchefleur, and trains under the experienced Gornemant.

Eventually he comes across the Fisher King, who invites him to stay at his castle. While there, he witnesses a strange procession in which young men and women carry magnificent objects from one chamber to another, passing before him at each course of the meal. First comes a young man carrying a bleeding lance, then two boys carrying candelabras. Finally, a beautiful young girl emerges bearing an elaborately decorated graal, or "grail". The Grail contains a single Mass wafer, which miraculously sustains the Fisher King’s wounded father. Perceval, who had been warned against talking too much, remains silent through all of this, and wakes up the next morning alone. He returns to Arthur's court.

Before long, a loathly lady enters the court and admonishes Perceval for failing to ask his host about the Grail, as the appropriate question would have healed the wounded king. The lady announces other quests that the Knights of the Round Table proceed to take up.

The next section of the poem deals with Arthur's nephew and best knight Gawain, who has been challenged to a duel by a knight who claims Gawain had slain his lord. Gawain offers a contrast and complement to Perceval's naiveté, and his adventures showcase a courtly knight having to function in un-courtly settings. One of the section's most interesting episodes is Gawain's liberation of a castle whose inhabitants include his long lost mother and grandmother, as well as his sister Clarissant, whose existence was unknown to him. After this point, Perceval is mentioned only briefly until the completed section nears its end. He meets a hermit, his uncle, who instructs him in the ways of the spirit and teaches him about the Grail. After Perceval has received his uncle's wisdom, the narrative returns to Gawain, but breaks off shortly after."

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The book from this list that I'd most like to
Tackle in the near future would be:
A Most Dangerous Method
The Story of Jung, Freud, and Sabina Spielrein

Written by John Kerr

The book from this list that I've read and would most
Recommend would be:
The Pen and the Sword
Conversations with Edward Said

The CD from this list that I'd most like to
Re'read' in the near future would be:
War and Civil Disobedience (Compact Disc)
by Howard Zinn

I guess it's really a mixed-media list of recommendations.
And you may notice a trend. Is it just me, or is it
The recommendations as well, you may wonder?

Wander over and see. Look around the site from
A number of different angles, and especially check
Out its 'Home' mission statement as it were.

http://www.percevalpress.com/recommend.html

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