
EarÂliÂer this month, we feaÂtured Oscar Wilde’s scanÂdalous play Salome as illusÂtratÂed by Aubrey BeardÂsÂley in 1894. Though BeardÂsÂley’s short life and career would end a scant four years latÂer at the age of 25, the illusÂtraÂtor still had more than enough time to develÂop a clear and bold, yet elabÂoÂrate and even decaÂdent style, still immeÂdiÂateÂly recÂogÂnizÂable and deeply influÂenÂtial today.
He also manÂaged to visuÂalÂize an impresÂsiveÂly wide range of mateÂrÂiÂal, one that includes — in the very same year — the transÂgresÂsiveÂly witÂty writÂing of Oscar Wilde as well as the groundÂbreakÂingÂly macabre writÂings of Edgar Allan Poe.

“Aubrey Beardsley’s four Poe illusÂtraÂtions were comÂmisÂsioned by HerÂbert S. Stone and ComÂpaÂny, ChicaÂgo, in 1894 as embellÂishÂment for a mulÂti-volÂume colÂlecÂtion of the author’s works,” writes artist and designÂer John Coulthart. “The Black Cat (above) is jusÂtiÂfiÂably the most reproÂduced of these.” The LitÂerÂary Archive blog argues that “what Beardsley’s illusÂtraÂtions do tell us of is that Poe’s stoÂries are not staÂtÂic, but livÂing works that each new genÂerÂaÂtion gets to expeÂriÂence in [its] own way,” and that they “give us a glimpse into a slight decaÂdence and gothÂic-ness still preÂferred in horÂror at the time (a giant orangÂutan envelopes the girl in his arms—King Kong anyÂone?)”
They also remind us that “our taste for creepiÂness, for hearÂing tales about the darkÂer side of human life, hasn’t changed appreÂciaÂbly in over 150 years.” If the AmerÂiÂcan author and the EngÂlish illusÂtraÂtor would seem to make for odd litÂerÂary and artisÂtic bedÂfelÂlows, well, thereÂin lies the appeal: when one strong creÂative senÂsiÂbilÂiÂty comes up against anothÂer, things can well go off in the kind of richÂly bizarre direcÂtions you see hintÂed at in the images here.
If you’d like to own a piece of this odd chapÂter in the hisÂtoÂry of illusÂtratÂed texts, keep your eye on SotheÂby’s — you’ll only have to come up with between 4,000 and 6,000 pounds.
via The Paris Review
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
GusÂtave Doré’s SplenÂdid IllusÂtraÂtions of Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven” (1884)
5 Hours of Edgar Allan Poe StoÂries Read by VinÂcent Price & Basil RathÂbone
ColÂin MarÂshall writes elseÂwhere on cities, lanÂguage, Asia, and men’s style. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer, the video series The City in CinÂeÂma, and the crowdÂfundÂed jourÂnalÂism project Where Is the City of the Future? FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall or on FaceÂbook.
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Image by Alan Light released under CreÂative ComÂmons license.
When he passed away in 2012, sciÂence ficÂtion masÂter Ray BradÂbury left us with a numÂber of instantÂly quotable lines. There are aphoÂrisms like “You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culÂture. Just get peoÂple to stop readÂing them.” There are more humorÂous, but no less memÂoÂrable lines he delivÂers in his advice to writÂers, such as, “writÂing is not a seriÂous busiÂness… I want you to envy me my joy.” A seemÂingÂly endÂless source of wisÂdom and enthuÂsiÂasm, Bradbury’s creÂative forces seemed in no danÂger of wanÂing in his latÂer years as he gave impasÂsioned talks and interÂviews well into his 70s and 80 and his work received renewed appreÂciÂaÂtion. As one writer declared in 2001, “Ray BradÂbury is on fire!”
Of course Bradbury’s been hot since the fifties. That headÂline alludes to his clasÂsic 1953 novÂel of futurÂisÂtic book-burnÂing, FahrenÂheit 451, which you’ve likeÂly read if you’ve read any BradÂbury at all. Or perÂhaps you’re familÂiar with Bradbury’s non-sci-fi novÂel of childÂhood lost, DanÂdeÂlion Wine? Both are excelÂlent books well-deservÂing of the awards and praise heaped upon them. But if they’re all you know of Ray BradÂbury, you’re seriÂousÂly missÂing out.
BradÂbury began his career as a writer of short sci-fi and horÂror stoÂries that excel in their richÂness of lanÂguage and careÂful plotÂting. So imagÂiÂnaÂtive is his work that it warÂrantÂed adapÂtaÂtion into a star-studÂded teleÂviÂsion series, The Ray BradÂbury TheÂater. And before that vehiÂcle brought Bradbury’s brilÂliance into people’s homes, many of those same stoÂries appeared in radio plays proÂduced by shows like NBC’s DimenÂsion X and X Minus One.
From the latÂter proÂgram, at the top, we bring you Mars is HeavÂen!, a disÂturbÂing 1948 tale of interÂstelÂlar decepÂtion. “When the first space rockÂet lands on Mars,” begins the announcÂer, “what will we find? Only the ruins of a dead, desertÂed planÂet, or will there be life?” PerÂtiÂnent quesÂtions indeed. BradÂbury specÂuÂlatÂed for decades about the meanÂing of Mars. “The MarÂtÂian ChronÂiÂcles,” adaptÂed above by DimenÂsion X, used a stoÂry about colÂoÂnizaÂtion of the planÂet as an alleÂgoÂry for humanity’s avarice and folÂly. Hear many more DimenÂsion X radio plays from The MarÂtÂian ChronÂiÂcles colÂlecÂtion here, and also the stoÂry, “There Will Come Soft Rains.”
The year after 1950’s The MarÂtÂian ChronÂiÂcles came 1951’s The IllusÂtratÂed Man, a colÂlecÂtion of shorts that includÂed the tragÂic, lost-in-space tale “KaleiÂdoÂscope,” draÂmaÂtized above by Mind Webs, a series from MadiÂson, WisÂconÂsin that ran from the 70s through the mid-90s. Though proÂduced well after the goldÂen age of radio draÂma, the series nonetheÂless manÂaged to perÂfectÂly capÂture the engrossÂing sound of that speÂcialÂized form—with omiÂnous music, and a bariÂtone-voiced narÂraÂtor with some seriÂous voice-actÂing chops.
While regionÂal proÂducÂtions like Mind Webs have kept the radio draÂma fires burnÂing in the U.S., the BBC has conÂtinÂued to proÂduce high-qualÂiÂty radio adapÂtaÂtions on a largÂer scale. In 1991, they took on eight stoÂries from anothÂer fifties BradÂbury colÂlecÂtion, The GoldÂen Apples of the Sun. The two hour proÂducÂtion draÂmaÂtized the title stoÂry and the tales “Hail and Farewell,” “The FlyÂing Machine,” “The Fruit at the BotÂtom of the Bowl,” “A Sound of ThunÂder,” “The MurÂderÂer,” “The April Witch,” and “The Foghorn.” You can hear them just above. Or stream and downÂload the comÂplete audio at the InterÂnet Archive.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
1,000 Free Audio Books: DownÂload Great Books for Free
X Minus One: More ClasÂsic 1950s Sci-Fi Radio from AsiÂmov, HeinÂlein, BradÂbury & Dick
Ray BradÂbury Gives 12 Pieces of WritÂing Advice to Young Authors (2001)
Hear Radio DraÂmas of Isaac Asimov’s FounÂdaÂtion TrilÂoÂgy & 7 ClasÂsic AsiÂmov StoÂries
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
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PopÂuÂlar music has a rich traÂdiÂtion of litÂerÂary songÂwritÂers, including—to name but a few—Leonard Cohen, Bob Dylan, PatÂti Smith, Kate Bush, and even Alan ParÂsons, who released not one, but two conÂcept albums based on the work of Edgar Allan Poe. And then there’s the inimÂitable Tom Waits, who doesÂn’t just work in a litÂerÂary vein, but is a sucÂcesÂsion of pulpy charÂacÂters, each one with the abilÂiÂty to light up a stage. Waits proved as much in 1988 when he toured his album Big Time, as alter-ego Frank O’Brien, a charÂacÂter he described as “a comÂbiÂnaÂtion of Will Rogers and Mark Twain, playÂing accordion—but withÂout the wisÂdom they posÂsessed.” The Big Time tour, writes DanÂgerÂous Minds, was “like enterÂing a sideshow tent in Tom Wait’s brain.”
In a review of the conÂcert film of the same name, also released that year, the New York Times described Waits as a “gang of overÂlapÂping perÂsonas, a bunch of derelict philosoÂpher-kings who rasp out romanÂtic metaphors between wiseÂcracks,” inhabÂitÂing “a seedy urban world of pawnÂshops and tatÂtoos, of cigÂaÂrette butts and polyÂester and triple‑X movies.” It’s hard to know, lisÂtenÂing to Waits in the interÂview above from the year of Big Time the album, tour, and film, how many of his perÂsonÂae emerge from the woodÂshed and how many spring from grizÂzled voicÂes in that sideshow brain, which must sound like a cacophÂoÂny of old-time waltzes and scurÂrilous ragÂtimes; boozy big-band numÂbers carousÂing in louche cabarets; pianos drunkÂenÂly falling down stairs. Waits can tell stoÂries beauÂtiÂful and terÂriÂble, in talkÂing blues, broÂken balÂlads, and sprechgeÂsang, rivalÂing the best comÂpoÂsiÂtions of the Delta, the beats, and sailors and hoboes.
Or he can tell stories—as he does above—about moles, buildÂing under StoneÂhenge “the most elabÂoÂrate sysÂtem of mole catÂaÂcombs,” being rewardÂed for “havÂing the courage to tunÂnel under great rivers,” stagÂing exeÂcuÂtions. Then he shifts the scene to New York, and a MerÂcedes pulls up in a pudÂdle of blood. “I think you just write,” says Waits, “and you don’t try to make sense of it. You just put it down the way you got it.” Waits gets it in vivid, surÂreÂalÂist images, one bizarre and sorÂdid detail after anothÂer. To hear him speak is to hear him comÂpose. You can read the tranÂscript of the short interÂview, recordÂed in LonÂdon by Chris Roberts, but the effect of Waits-the-perÂformer is entireÂly lost. BetÂter to hear his cracked inflecÂtion, his driÂest of comÂic timÂing, and watch the excelÂlent aniÂmaÂtion of PBS’s Blank on Blank team, who have preÂviÂousÂly brought us amusÂing carÂtoon accomÂpaÂniÂments for interÂviews with B.B. King, Ray Charles, the BeastÂie Boys, and even Fidel CasÂtro. Tom Waits, I think, has givÂen them their best mateÂrÂiÂal yet.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Tom Waits, PlayÂing the Down-and-Out Barfly, Appears in ClasÂsic 1978 TV PerÂforÂmance
Tom Waits Reads Two Charles BukowsÂki Poems, “The LaughÂing Heart” and “NirÂvana”
Watch Tom Waits’ ClasÂsic AppearÂance on AusÂtralian TV, 1979
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
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These days, if you like a piece of music, you might well say that you’re “feelÂing it” — or you might have said it a decade or two ago, anyÂway. But deaf music-lovers (who, as one may not immeÂdiÂateÂly assume, exist) do litÂerÂalÂly that, feelÂing the actuÂal vibraÂtions of the sound with not their ears, but the rest of their bodÂies. Not only could the deaf and blind Helen Keller, a pioÂneer in so many ways, enjoy music, she could do it over the radio and articÂuÂlate the expeÂriÂence vividÂly. We know that thanks to a 1924 piece of corÂreÂsponÂdence postÂed at LetÂters of Note.
“On the evening of FebÂruÂary 1st, 1924, the New York SymÂphoÂny OrchesÂtra played Beethoven’s Ninth SymÂphoÂny at Carnegie Hall in New York,” writes the site’s author Shaun UshÂer. “ThankÂfulÂly for those who couldÂn’t attend, the perÂforÂmance was broadÂcast live on the radio. A couÂple of days latÂer, the orchesÂtra received a stunÂning letÂter of thanks from the unlikeÂliÂest of sources: Helen Keller.” The first ecstaÂtÂic paraÂgraph of her misÂsive, which you can read whole at the origÂiÂnal post, runs as folÂlows:
I have the joy of being able to tell you that, though deaf and blind, I spent a gloÂriÂous hour last night lisÂtenÂing over the radio to Beethoven’s “Ninth SymÂphoÂny.” I do not mean to say that I “heard” the music in the sense that othÂer peoÂple heard it; and I do not know whether I can make you underÂstand how it was posÂsiÂble for me to derive pleaÂsure from the symÂphoÂny. It was a great surÂprise to myself. I had been readÂing in my magÂaÂzine for the blind of the hapÂpiÂness that the radio was bringÂing to the sightÂless everyÂwhere. I was delightÂed to know that the blind had gained a new source of enjoyÂment; but I did not dream that I could have any part in their joy. Last night, when the famÂiÂly was lisÂtenÂing to your wonÂderÂful renÂderÂing of the immorÂtal symÂphoÂny someÂone sugÂgestÂed that I put my hand on the receivÂer and see if I could get any of the vibraÂtions. He unscrewed the cap, and I lightÂly touched the senÂsiÂtive diaphragm. What was my amazeÂment to disÂcovÂer that I could feel, not only the vibraÂtions, but also the impasÂsioned rhythm, the throb and the urge of the music! The interÂtwined and interÂminÂgling vibraÂtions from difÂferÂent instruÂments enchantÂed me. I could actuÂalÂly disÂtinÂguish the corÂnets, the roll of the drums, deep-toned vioÂlas and vioÂlins singing in exquisÂite uniÂson. How the loveÂly speech of the vioÂlins flowed and plowed over the deepÂest tones of the othÂer instruÂments! When the human voice leaped up trilling from the surge of harÂmoÂny, I recÂogÂnized them instantÂly as voicÂes. I felt the choÂrus grow more exulÂtant, more ecstaÂtÂic, upcurvÂing swift and flame-like, until my heart almost stood still. The womÂen’s voicÂes seemed an embodÂiÂment of all the angelÂic voicÂes rushÂing in a harÂmoÂnious flood of beauÂtiÂful and inspirÂing sound. The great choÂrus throbbed against my finÂgers with poignant pause and flow. Then all the instruÂments and voicÂes togethÂer burst forth—an ocean of heavÂenÂly vibration—and died away like winds when the atom is spent, endÂing in a delÂiÂcate showÂer of sweet notes.
Keller ends the letÂter by emphaÂsizÂing her desire to “thank StaÂtion WEAF for the joy they are broadÂcastÂing in the world,” and since she first enjoyed the symÂphoÂny on the radio, it makes sense, in a way, that we should enjoy her letÂter on the radio. Not long after LetÂters of Note made its post, NPR picked up on the stoÂry, and WeekÂend EdiÂtion’s Scott Simon read an excerpt over a musiÂcal backÂdrop, which you can hear above. And if we have any deaf readÂers who lisÂten to, say, NPR in Keller’s manÂner, let me say how curiÂous I’d be to hear the details of that expeÂriÂence as well.
And deaf, hearÂing, or othÂerÂwise, you’ll find much more of this sort of thing in LetÂters of Note’s immacÂuÂlateÂly designed new print colÂlecÂtion More LetÂters of Note, about which you can find all the details here. It goes on sale on OctoÂber 1.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Helen Keller Speaks About Her GreatÂest Regret — NevÂer MasÂterÂing Speech
Helen Keller & Annie SulÂliÂvan Appear TogethÂer in MovÂing 1930 NewsÂreel
Leonard BernÂstein ConÂducts Beethoven’s 9th in a ClasÂsic 1979 PerÂforÂmance
Slavoj Ĺ˝iĹľek ExamÂines the PerÂverse IdeÂolÂoÂgy of Beethoven’s Ode to Joy
ColÂin MarÂshall writes elseÂwhere on cities, lanÂguage, Asia, and men’s style. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer, the video series The City in CinÂeÂma, and the crowdÂfundÂed jourÂnalÂism project Where Is the City of the Future? FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall or on FaceÂbook.
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What is it that makes us human? And how best to ensure that we all get our fair say?
For direcÂtor, phoÂtogÂraÂphÂer, and enviÂronÂmenÂtal activist Yann Arthus-Bertrand, the answers lay in framÂing all of his interÂview subÂjects using the same sinÂgle image layÂout. The forÂmal simÂplicÂiÂty and unwaÂverÂing gaze of his new docÂuÂmenÂtary, Human, encourÂage viewÂers to perÂceive his 2,020 subÂjects as equals in the stoÂryÂtelling realm.
There’s a deep diverÂsiÂty of expeÂriÂences on disÂplay here, arranged for maxÂiÂmum resÂoÂnance.
The quiÂetÂly conÂtent first wife of a polygÂaÂmist marÂriage is folÂlowed by a polyamorous felÂlow, whose unconÂvenÂtionÂal lifestyle is a source of both torÂment and joy.
There’s a death row inmate. A lady so conÂfiÂdent she appears with her hair in curlers.
Where on earth did he find them?
His subÂjects hail from 60 counÂtries. Arthus-Bertrand obviÂousÂly went out of his way to be incluÂsive, resultÂing in a wide specÂtrum of genÂder and sexÂuÂal oriÂenÂtaÂtions, and subÂjects with disÂabilÂiÂties, one a HiroshiÂma surÂvivor.
Tears, laughÂter, conÂflictÂing emoÂtions… stuÂdents of theÂater and psyÂchiÂaÂtry would do well to bookÂmark this page. There’s a lot one can glean from observÂing these subÂjects’ unguardÂed faces.
The project was inspired by an imprompÂtu chat with a Malian farmer. The direcÂtor was impressed by the frankÂness with which this stranger spoke of his life and dreams:
I dreamed of a film in which the powÂer of words would resÂonate with the beauÂty of the world. Putting the ills of humanÂiÂty at the heart of my work—poverty, war, immiÂgraÂtion, homophobia—I made cerÂtain choicÂes. ComÂmitÂted, politÂiÂcal choicÂes. But the men talked to me about everyÂthing: their difÂfiÂculÂty in growÂing as well as their love and hapÂpiÂness. This richÂness of the human word lies at the heart of Human.
In VolÂume I, above, the interÂvieÂwees conÂsidÂer love, women, work, and poverÂty. VolÂume II deals with war, forÂgiveÂness, homoÂsexÂuÂalÂiÂty, famÂiÂly, and the afterÂlife. HapÂpiÂness, eduÂcaÂtion, disÂabilÂiÂty, immiÂgraÂtion, corÂrupÂtion, and the meanÂing of life are the conÂcerns of the third volÂume .
The interÂview segÂments are broÂken up by aerÂiÂal sequences, remÂiÂnisÂcent of the images in Arthus-Bertrand’s book, The Earth from Above. It’s a good reminder of how small we all are in the grand scheme of things.
ApproÂpriÂateÂly, givÂen the subÂject matÂter, and the director’s longÂtime interÂest in enviÂronÂmenÂtal issues, the filmÂing and proÂmoÂtion were accomÂplished in the most susÂtainÂable way, with the supÂport of the GoodÂPlanÂet FounÂdaÂtion and the UnitÂed CarÂbon Action proÂgram. It would be loveÂly for all humanÂiÂty if this is a feaÂture of filmÂmakÂing going forÂward.
The Google CulÂturÂal InstiÂtute has a colÂlecÂtion of relatÂed mateÂrÂiÂal, from the makÂing of the soundÂtrack to behind-the-scenes remÂiÂnisÂcences of the interÂview team.
Human will be added to our colÂlecÂtion, 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great ClasÂsics, Indies, Noir, WestÂerns, DocÂuÂmenÂtaries & More.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
What Makes Us Human?: ChomÂsky, Locke & Marx IntroÂduced by New AniÂmatÂed Videos from the BBC
Richard Dawkins Explains Why There Was NevÂer a First Human Being
BiolÂoÂgy That Makes Us Tick: Free StanÂford Course by Robert SapolÂsky
Ayun HalÂlÂiÂday is an author, illusÂtraÂtor, and Chief PriÂmaÂtolÂoÂgist of the East VilÂlage Inky zine. Her new play, FawnÂbook, opens in New York City latÂer this fall. FolÂlow her @AyunHalliday.
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In this short stop-motion film, AlexanÂdra Lemay draws some creÂative inspiÂraÂtion from Wes AnderÂson and StanÂley Kubrick and leaves us with a “cauÂtionÂary tale of what hapÂpens when we don’t think enough about what we buy.” ProÂduced as part of the NationÂal Film Board of Canada’s HotÂhouse apprenÂticeÂship proÂgram, All the Rage folÂlows a mink’s expeÂriÂence shopÂping in a luxÂuÂry fur store. It’s perÂhaps not too much of a spoilÂer to say, it doesÂn’t end well. Lemay tells you more about the makÂing of the film here. And don’t miss the many great films in the AniÂmaÂtion secÂtion of our colÂlecÂtion, 4,000+ Free Movies Online: Great ClasÂsics, Indies, Noir, WestÂerns, DocÂuÂmenÂtaries & More.
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The relaÂtionÂship between litÂerÂary writÂers and the film indusÂtry has givÂen us many a stoÂry of major creÂative tenÂsion or downÂward mobilÂiÂty. Most famousÂly, we have FitzgerÂald—who gravÂiÂtatÂed to HolÂlyÂwood like most writÂers did, includÂing the more sucÂcessÂful FaulknÂer—for monÂey. When we look at the career of one of Latin AmerÂiÂca’s most celÂeÂbratÂed writÂers, howÂevÂer, we find a very difÂferÂent dynamÂic. Although Gabriel GarÂcĂa Márquez did not have what we might conÂsidÂer a sucÂcessÂful career in the movies, his interÂest in cinema—as a screenÂwriter, critÂic, and even as an actor—stemmed from a genÂuine, lifeÂlong love of the mediÂum, which he conÂsidÂered equal to or surÂpassÂing litÂerÂaÂture as a form of stoÂryÂtelling.
“I thought of myself as a writer of litÂerÂaÂture,” says Márquez at the beginÂning of the docÂuÂmenÂtary MarÂquez: Tales Beyond SoliÂtude, “but it was my conÂvicÂtion that the cinÂeÂma, the image, had more posÂsiÂbilÂiÂties of expresÂsion than litÂerÂaÂture.” And yet, he goes on…
Films and teleÂviÂsion have indusÂtriÂal, techÂniÂcal and mechanÂiÂcal limÂiÂtaÂtions that litÂerÂaÂture doesn’t have. That’s why I said once, in a periÂod of falling out with films, “My relaÂtionÂship with film has always been that of an uneasy marÂriage. We can’t live togethÂer or apart.”
Film evenÂtuÂalÂly needÂed Márquez more than he needÂed film. And yet he nevÂer disÂdained more popÂuÂlar enterÂtainÂments, “proÂducÂing more than twenÂty screenÂplays, some of them for teleÂviÂsion,” accordÂing to AlessanÂdro RocÂco’s Gabriel GarÂcia MarÂquez and the CinÂeÂma. He even relÂished the chance to write soap operas. In 1987, he told an interÂviewÂer, “I’ve always wantÂed to write soap operas. They’re wonÂderÂful. They reach far more peoÂple than books do…. The probÂlem is that we’re conÂdiÂtion [sic] to think that a soap opera is necÂesÂsarÂiÂly in bad taste, and I don’t believe this to be so.” Márquez felt that the “only difÂferÂence between La belÂla palomÂera” [a TV film based on his Love in the Time of Cholera] and “a bad soap opera is that the forÂmer is well writÂten.” Though his proÂnounceÂments on the creÂative potenÂtial of teleÂviÂsion may seem preÂscient today, they did not seem so at the time.
In 1989, Márquez got his chance to write for teleÂviÂsion soap operas, with a script, The TeleÂgraph tells us, “about an EngÂlish govÂerness in Venezuela called I Rent Myself Out to Dream.” In the clip above from Tales Beyond SoliÂtude, Márquez gives us his demoÂcÂraÂtÂic phiÂlosÂoÂphy of the arts: “To me music, litÂerÂaÂture, film, soap operas are difÂferÂent genÂres with one comÂmon end: to reach peoÂple…. In one sinÂgle night, one episode of a TV soap can reach, in ColomÂbia alone, 10 to 15 milÂlion peoÂple.” He conÂtrasts this with his book sales and conÂcludes, “it’s only natÂurÂal that someÂone who wants to reach peoÂple is attractÂed to TV soap like to a magÂnetÂic pole. He canÂnot resist it.”
Márquez also served as the presÂiÂdent of the InterÂnaÂtionÂal Film and TeleÂviÂsion School, in which posiÂtion, he said, “I can’t start by being scornÂful of TV.” And yet the novÂelÂist’s regard for soaps was not simÂply a matÂter of proÂfesÂsionÂalÂism. “For me,” he said, “there’s no dividÂing line between cinÂeÂma and teleÂviÂsion, they’re just images in motion.” UltiÂmateÂly, we can see GarÂcia Márquez’s total faith in the narÂraÂtive potenÂtial of all forms of popÂuÂlar narrative—film, folk tale, the cherÂished telenÂovÂela—as an essenÂtial part of his writerÂly ethos, which has takÂen him from the daiÂly scrum of the newsÂroom to the Nobel cerÂeÂmoÂny stage in StockÂholm. “UltiÂmateÂly all culÂture,” he says elseÂwhere in the docÂuÂmenÂtary, “is popÂuÂlar culÂture.”
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Read 10 Short StoÂries by Gabriel GarÂcĂa Márquez Free Online (Plus More Essays & InterÂviews)
LitÂerÂary Remains of Gabriel GarÂcĂa Márquez Will Rest in Texas
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
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What’s your favorite colÂor? A simÂple quesÂtion, sure — the very first one many of us learn to ask — but one to conÂsidÂer seriÂousÂly if you see a future for yourÂself in filmÂmakÂing. EarÂliÂer this year, we feaÂtured video studÂies on the use of the colÂor red by Wes AnderÂson and StanÂley Kubrick. YasuÂjiro Ozu, as Jonathan Crow points out in that post, “made the jump to colÂor movies very relucÂtantÂly late in his career and promptÂly became obsessed with the colÂor red,” and a teaketÂtle of that colÂor even became his visuÂal sigÂnaÂture. No less an auteur than Krzysztof KieĹ›lowsÂki made not just a picÂture called Red, but anothÂer called Blue and anothÂer called White, which togethÂer form the acclaimed “Three ColÂors” trilÂoÂgy.
Jean-Luc Godard, nevÂer one to be outÂdone, has also made vivid use throughÂout his career of not just red but white and blue as well. The video above, “Bleu, Blanc, Rouge — A Godard SuperÂcut,” comÂpiles three minÂutes of such colÂorÂful moments from the Godard filÂmogÂraÂphy, drawÂing from his works A Woman Is a Woman, ConÂtempt, PierÂrot le Fou, and Made in U.S.A., all of which did much to define 1960s world cinÂeÂma, capÂturÂing with their vivid colÂors perÂforÂmances by GodarÂdÂian icons Jean-Paul BelÂmonÂdo and Anna KariÂna.
“Bleu, Blanc, Rouge” comes from CinÂeÂma Sem Lei, the source of anothÂer aesÂthetÂiÂcalÂly driÂven video essay we’ve preÂviÂousÂly feaÂtured on how GerÂman ExpresÂsionÂism influÂenced Tim BurÂton. This one makes less of an arguÂment than that one did, but truÂly obsesÂsive cinephiles may still find themÂselves able to conÂstruct one. An obviÂous startÂing point: we conÂsidÂer few filmÂmakÂers as French as Godard, and which counÂtry’s flag has these very colÂors? Well, besides those of AmerÂiÂca, AusÂtralia, CamÂboÂdia, Chile, Cuba, IceÂland, North Korea, LuxÂemÂbourg, Schleswig-HolÂstein, ThaiÂland, and so on. And in interÂviews, Godard has disÂtanced himÂself from pure FrenchÂness, preÂferÂring the desÂigÂnaÂtion “FranÂco-Swiss.” But still, you can start thinkÂing there. Or you can just enjoy the images.
RelatÂed Content:
How GerÂman ExpresÂsionÂism InfluÂenced Tim BurÂton: A Video Essay
Wes AnderÂson Likes the ColÂor Red (and YelÂlow)
A Young Jean-Luc Godard Picks the 10 Best AmerÂiÂcan Films Ever Made (1963)
Jean-Luc Godard’s After-Shave ComÂmerÂcial for Schick (1971)
Jean-Luc Godard’s Debut, OpĂ©raÂtion bĂ©ton(1955) — a ConÂstrucÂtion DocÂuÂmenÂtary
ColÂin MarÂshall writes elseÂwhere on cities, lanÂguage, Asia, and men’s style. He’s at work on a book about Los AngeÂles, A Los AngeÂles Primer, the video series The City in CinÂeÂma, and the crowdÂfundÂed jourÂnalÂism project Where Is the City of the Future? FolÂlow him on TwitÂter at @colinmarshall or on FaceÂbook.
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Would John Lennon’s “ImagÂine” have been such a big hit if it had come from an unknown singer/songwriter instead of one of the most famous rock stars in the world? ImposÂsiÂble to say. Maybe a betÂter quesÂtion is: could anyÂone else have writÂten the song? “ImagÂine” has become much more than a soft rock anthem since its release in 1971; it has become a globÂal pheÂnomÂeÂnon. Among the innuÂmerÂable big events at which the humanÂist hymn appears we can include, since 2005, New York’s New Year’s Eve celÂeÂbraÂtion and, just recentÂly, a perÂforÂmance by pop star ShakiÂra at the UN GenÂerÂal AssemÂbly just before Pope FranÂcis’ hisÂtorÂiÂcal appearÂance.
It seems an odd choice, givÂen the song’s apparÂent anti-reliÂgious mesÂsage. And yet, though Lennon was no fan of orgaÂnized reliÂgion, he told PlayÂboy magÂaÂzine in a 1980 interÂview that the song was inspired by “the conÂcept of posÂiÂtive prayer” in a ChrisÂtÂian prayer book givÂen to him by Dick GreÂgoÂry. “If you can imagÂine a world at peace,” said Lennon, “with no denomÂiÂnaÂtions of religion—not withÂout reliÂgion but withÂout this my God-is-bigger-than-your-God-thing—then it can be true….” As if to underÂscore that parÂticÂuÂlar point in his adapÂtaÂtion of “ImagÂine” in the video above, carÂtoonÂist Pablo StanÂley includes such reliÂgiousÂly diverse, yet ecuÂmeniÂcal figÂures as the agnosÂtic Albert EinÂstein, ProtesÂtant MarÂtin Luther King, Jr., HinÂdu MahatÂma GandÂhi, and RastaÂfarÂiÂan Bob MarÂley, along with less-famous freeÂdom fightÂers like HarÂvey Milk and murÂdered RussÂian jourÂnalÂist Anna Politkovskaya.
StanÂley’s “ImagÂine” origÂiÂnalÂly appeared in webÂcomÂic form, sans music, on his blog Stanleycolors.com. It seems that sevÂerÂal peoÂple took excepÂtion to an earÂliÂer, mostÂly black-and-white draft (which also includÂed what looks like the once-very-SouthÂern-BapÂtist JimÂmy Carter), so StanÂley issued a mulÂti-point disÂclaimer under his revised, full-colÂor verÂsion. He states that this “is NOT an anti-reliÂgion/atheÂist proÂpaÂganÂda comic”—charges also unfairÂly levied at Lennon’s song. StanÂley doesÂn’t address the fact that most of the famous peoÂple in his comÂic, includÂing Lennon, were assasÂsiÂnatÂed, though this blog post offers a sugÂgesÂtive theÂoÂry with interÂview footage from Lennon himÂself.
In every respect, the comÂic adapÂtion of “ImagÂine” hews pretÂty closeÂly to Lennon’s call for world peace. In anothÂer BeaÂtÂles-penned balÂlad-adapÂtaÂtion, howÂevÂer, things take a much darkÂer turn. StanÂley uses his perÂsonÂal expeÂriÂence of near-suiÂciÂdal depresÂsion in his comÂic realÂizaÂtion of Paul McCartÂney’s song of lost love, “YesÂterÂday.” (See a video verÂsion above, webÂcomÂic verÂsion here.) This is grim stuff, to be sure, but StanÂley assures us that he “overÂcame that sitÂuÂaÂtion.” His comÂmenÂtary offers a hopeÂful take on the painful endÂing: “LookÂing at the yesÂterÂday reminds me that I should thrive for the tomorÂrow.” I’m sure McCartÂney would agree with the senÂtiÂment.
For many more smart, moving—though non-Beatles-related—comics from Pablo StanÂley, see his blog, StanÂley ColÂors.
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
Hear John Lennon’s Final InterÂview, Taped on the Last Day of His Life (DecemÂber 8, 1980)
The Rolling Stone InterÂview with John Lennon (1970)
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in Durham, NC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness
Read More...Above, we have what The On-Line MuseÂum and EncyÂcloÂpeÂdia of Vision Aids believes is the world’s oldÂest surÂvivÂing pair of glassÂes. DatÂing back to the 15th cenÂtuÂry, the glassÂes belonged to the Eighth Shogun, YoshiÂmasa AshikÂaÂga, who reigned from 1449 to 1473, durÂing the MuroÂmachi periÂod of JapanÂese hisÂtoÂry. Both the glassÂes and their accomÂpaÂnyÂing case were made of hand-carved white ivory.
GlassÂes were actuÂalÂly first inventÂed, howÂevÂer, in Italy (some say FloÂrence, to be preÂcise) in 1286 or thereÂabouts. In a serÂmon from 1306, a DominiÂcan friÂar wrote: “It is not yet twenÂty years since there was found the art of makÂing eyeÂglassÂes, which make for good vision… And it is so short a time that this new art, nevÂer before extant, was disÂcovÂered.” In the mid 14th cenÂtuÂry, paintÂings startÂed to appear with peoÂple wearÂing eyeÂglassÂes. (Take for examÂple TomÂmaÂso da ModÂeÂna’s 1352 porÂtrait showÂing the carÂdiÂnal Hugh de Provence readÂing.) A gallery of othÂer hisÂtoric eyeÂwear can be viewed here.
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