TCM Remembers: It's Been a Hard Year

 

When I went to the film and saw all the black-and-white feelings that nobody felt,
And heard the audience sighing and sobbing with all the emotions they none of them felt,
And saw them cuddling with rising passions they none of them for a moment felt,
And caught them moaning from close-up kisses, black-and-white kisses that could not be felt,
It was like being in heaven, which I am sure has a white atmosphere
Upon which shadows of people, pure personalities
Are cast in black and white, and move
In flat ecstasy, supremely unfelt
And heavenly.

 

D. H. Lawrence wrote that.  Of course - the films he saw were silent.  No glorious voices crying down the heavens - extolling natures virtues, decrying humanity's callous disregard. I wonder who it was moved him so eloquently.  Those actors are long gone, I'm afraid.  As with today.  Too many gone; many gone too young.  Ricardo Montalban, Eartha Kitt, Patrick Swayze.  Makes one consider the importance of life.  God knows it's been on my mind of late.  As my health continues to deteriorate, I wonder what legacy I'll leave behind.  Not much of one, I fear.  A bit like Wordsworth's 'Lucy' poems, I think: She dwelt among the untrodden ways, beside the springs of Dove.  A maid whom there were none to praise, and very few to love.  A violet by a mossy stone, half hidden from the eye!  Bright as a star, when only one is shining in the sky.  She lived unknown, and few could know when Lucy ceased to be; but she is in her grave, and oh, the difference to me!

 

May the New Year bring everyone joy.....

TFLS 

Comments

[Ronald Horvath]

Good to hear from you. I was worried.

Sad to have lost so many but glad, too, to have known them, to have been touched in some simple yet irrevocable way by all of them, to have had my life made more full by them. I would not be who I am without them, probably in ways I will never fathom even in my certainty.

Surely humanity is a river of life in which we all flow into each other. Individually we live and we die, but the river goes on and we will, all of us, always be part of it.

“Death closes all; but something ere the end,

Some work of noble note, may yet be done,

Not unbecoming men that strove with Gods.

The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks;

The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs; the deep

Moans round with many voices.

Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are”

And always will be. Of that I am certain.

[Jude]

Yes we've lost too many in recent months, and it's sad.

I too was worried and I'm glad to hear from you again. We'll all leave a legacy of our own sort honey, those who have known us will never forget us.

How are you doing? I wish you better health/health care in 2010!

[Sister Faith]

I too have been worried and send my best to you.

This video is great...thank you for posting it...I would probably have missed it otherwise.

[Jude]

How are you doing M., I hope you are okay?

[JACK KNIGHT]

I TOO HAVE BEEN TOUCHED IN SOME IRREVOCABLE WAY , WHY EVEN MY NEIBORE SAID I WAS TOUCHED. YES YES THE RIVER OF LIFE IN WHICH WE ALL WILL BE PART OF COULD BE LIKE THE RIVER I CROSSED INTERING & LEAVING SUBIC BAY P.I......FATJAX