Saturday, June 4, 2016

"The Lobster" movie

Yesterday, having been encouraged by a comment on a Buddhist bulletin board, I watched a movie called "The Lobster." Not that the movie concerns Buddhism -- it just sounded like imaginative fun.

And, having watched it, I returned to the bulletin board with...
I found it carefully crafted...
But I dislike artful creations about which the first and perhaps most heart-felt words out of an onlooker's mouth might be, "I can explain that."
More broadly than just this movie, I really don't like art works whose "explanation" is the best anyone can bestow. Isn't art first and foremost about falling in love? And when was the last time anyone came up with a credible explanation of love?

"The Lobster" was as cuddly as "Ulysses" or some see-the-symbolism existential puzzler. If I want that, I can buy a box of Legos.

But then, of course, taste is just taste.

1 comment:

  1. "Ain't No Cure For Love"

    I loved you for a long, long time
    I know this love is real
    It don't matter how it all went wrong
    That don't change the way I feel
    And I can't believe that time's
    Gonna heal this wound I'm speaking of
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure for love
    I'm aching for you baby
    I can't pretend I'm not
    I need to see you naked
    In your body and your thought
    I've got you like a habit
    And I'll never get enough
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure for love

    There ain't no cure for love
    There ain't no cure for love
    All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
    The holy books are open wide
    The doctors working day and night
    But they'll never ever find that cure for love
    There ain't no drink no drug
    (Ah tell them, angels)
    There's nothing pure enough to be a cure for love

    I see you in the subway and I see you on the bus
    I see you lying down with me, I see you waking up
    I see your hand, I see your hair
    Your bracelets and your brush
    And I call to you, I call to you
    But I don't call soft enough
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure for love

    I walked into this empty church I had no place else to go
    When the sweetest voice I ever heard, whispered to my soul
    I don't need to be forgiven for loving you so much
    It's written in the scriptures
    It's written there in blood
    I even heard the angels declare it from above
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure,
    There ain't no cure for love

    There ain't no cure for love
    There ain't no cure for love
    All the rocket ships are climbing through the sky
    The holy books are open wide
    The doctors working day and night
    But they'll never ever find that cure,
    That cure for love

    Leonard Cohen

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