December 2, 2011 § Leave a comment
Dr. Mabuse, der Spieler – Ein Bild der Zeit (Fritz Lang, 1922)
March 22, 2011 § Leave a comment
With this poem, it’s perhaps needless to say that I fell in love with the Tree imagery… (along with the poetic, dreamy-yet-melancholic atmosphere the poem evokes)
“It’s in the trees!”
I’m fond of her stance.
She perfectly prefers the branches
To the many reaching arms ,
Company she could keep.
She’s astonished of dishonest pleasantries.
Some/many dreams she would sleep;
Along with all the strong, capital B Beauty,
Among all the windsongs her highest treetops played,
She waited on a favorite.
It felt like when she prayed.
November 8, 2010 § Leave a comment
Double cross / Role reversal (Le Cercle Rouge, Jean Pierre Melville 1970)
Il n’y a pas d’innocents. Les hommes sont coupables. Ils viennent au monde innocents mais ça ne dure pas.
November 6, 2010 § 2 Comments
“We were still attentive to the trunk, believing that it might wish to say more to us, when we were surprised by an uproar, as one who perceives the wild boar and the chase coming toward his stand and hears the Feasts and the branches crashing. And behold two on the left hand, naked and scratched, flying so violently that they broke all the limbs of the wood. The one in front was shouting, “Now, help, help, Death!” and the other, who seemed to himself too slow, “Lano, thy legs were not so nimble at the jousts of the Toppo:” and when perhaps his breath was failing, of himself and of a bush he made a group. Behind them the wood was full of black bitches, ravenous and running like greyhounds that have been unleashed. On him that had squatted they set their teeth and tore him to pieces, bit by bit, then carried off his woeful limbs.”
Canto XIII, Inferno
October 27, 2010 § 2 Comments
CHAPTER 91.—TREES THAT HAVE BEEN RENDERED FAMOUS BY REMARKABLE EVENTS:
Pliny tells of a grove in Tusculum; formed of beeches and consecrated to the goddess Diana. This grove contained an outstanding tree that excited the affection of the the distinguished orator Passenius Crispus, famous for marrying Agrippina and becoming Nero’s step-father. Crispus was so passionately attached to this beech tree that not only would he lie down beneath it, but he would also kiss and embrace it, as well as pour wine over it so that its roots would be moistened with wine.
Another tree near this grove, a holm-oak, were just as famous – for its trunk were no less than 34 feet in circumference, and sending out what looked like ten other trees of remarkable size, forming a wood of itself. No other holm-oak has ever been known to attain this size.