SCTV movie reviews
I’m not hear to smooth things over, but to blow things up
Checkout this great film blog, done by a good friend of mine (who was once a frequent poster on this very site):
Confessions of a Film Geek
My own film ratings are on Criticker as Enygma
“I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, de-briefed, or numbered. My life is my own.”
The Prisoner
Der Himmel über Berlin – Wings of Desire
The First Elegy
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels’ hierarchies?
and even if one of them pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure,
and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying.
And so I hold myself back and swallow the call-note of my dark sobbing.
Ah, whom can we ever turn to in our need?
Not angels, not humans, and already the knowing animals are aware
that we are not really at home in our interpreted world.
Perhaps there remains for us some tree on a hillside, which every day we can take into our vision;
there remains for us yesterday’s street and the loyalty of a habit so much at ease
when it stayed with us that it moved in and never left.
Oh and night: there is night, when a wind full of infinite space gnaws at our faces.
Whom would it not remain for—that longed-after, mildly disillusioning presence,
which the solitary heart so painfully meets.
Is it any less difficult for lovers?
But they keep on using each other to hide their own fate.
Don’t you know yet?
Fling the emptiness out of your arms into the spaces we breathe;
perhaps the birds will feel the expanded air with more passionate flying.
The First Elegy – Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke translated by Stephen Mitchell
‘Ein Engel, Leonora’ from Fidelio sung by Jon Vickers
Jane Darwell as Ma Joad in The Grapes of Wrath
