Point Dume: you may not like what you find

Una distopía mayestática. Un cuento para niños. Una parábola. 
Una banda sonora milimétrica -Jerry Goldsmith-. Dos guionistas de armas tomar, de los de talento y beligerancia -Rod Serling Michael Wilson-. Un director bueno de la hostia -Franklin J. Schaffner-. Un elenco actoral maravilloso, incluso bajo las máscaras simiescas. El año, 1967, algo tendrá que ver también.
El otro día revisé la escena inicial y hoy, antes de pasar al lunes, la he vuelto a ver entera. Me he acordado mucho del comentario de Javier Ocaña. En realidad, yo lo reformularía así:
"Mantiene todo su esplendor, sobre todo por su apocalíptico final: si increíblemente no has visto la película aún, tienes toda mi envidia".
Qué maravilla cinematográfica. Eso sí, algunas escenas quedan para la antología de la ridiculez -los cigarros de Ch. Heston, por ejemplo-.
Dejo algunas fotografías que me han parecido curiosas. La escena final ya apareció por aquí hace tiempo, conectada con B. B. y su Ozymandias.


Planet Of The Apes - 1968

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recuerdos que al final son un cruce de caminos

Supongo que sería 2, quizás 3 de abril. Era 1984 y me dijo en clase: ha muerto Marvin Gaye. Pecados de juventud y soberbia: aquella adolescente frecuentaba una música que yo tardé en apreciar, y el tal Marvin me era completamente ajeno. Por suerte el error no fue eterno. A los quince uno aún está tratando de conformar su identidad, y ante la hipotética amenaza se cometen verdaderas imbecilidades.
Hoy me vino a la cabeza mientras pedaleaba y empecé por la única canción que teníamos de intersección, de su conjunto musical y el mío. Era esta que sigue. Da gusto verlos actuar, con esa frescura y diversión que trasmiten.





Años después escuché con detenimiento una cinta que me había grabado y que dormía el sueño de los justos. Me había regalado a The Crusaders y yo la había tenido criando polvo. Caí rendido a sus pies. Esta que sigue no sé cuántas veces la pude escuchar. La versión de 2006 es de genuflexión.





I still hang around
Neither lost nor found
Hear the lonely sound
Of music in the night
Nights are always bright
That's all that's left for me, yeah

I play the street life because there's no place I can go
Street life, it's the only life I know
Street life and there's a thousand cards to play
Street life, until you play your life away

You let the people see
Just who you wanna be
And every night you sang
Just like a superstar
The type of life that's played
A temptin' masquerade
You dress and walk and talk
You're who you think you are

Street life, you can run away from time
Street life, for a nickel, for a dime
Street life, but you better not get old
Street life, or you're gonna feel the cold

There's always love for sale
A grown up fairy tale
Prince charming always smiles
Behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young
Your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way
Beneath the silver moon

Street life
Street life
Street life
Oh, street life

I play the street life because there's no place I can go
Street life, it's the only life I know
Street life and there's a thousand cards to play
Street life, until you play your life away

You let the people see
Just who you wanna be
And every night you sang
Just like a superstar
The type of life that's played
A temptin' masquerade
You dress and walk and talk
You're who you think you are

Street life, you can run away from time
Street life, for a nickel, for a dime
Street life, but you better not get old
Street life, or you're gonna feel the cold

There's always love for sale
A grown up fairy tale
Prince charming always smiles
Behind a silver spoon
And if you keep it young
Your song is always sung
Your love will pay your way
Beneath the silver moon

Street life
Street life
Street life
Oh, street life
Oh, street life
Yeah, street life
Street life
Oh, street life




De Marvin y su calamitosa vida y muerte no quiero hablar hoy. Quien quiera lo tiene fácil para averiguar. Quiero recordar su lacerante belleza, su elegancia, su sonrisa, su música, aquella que tuve delante y no supe apreciar, aquellas pequeñas cosas de cuando quince y las escaleras que llevaban al instituto no sólo subían a un espacio académico.
El domingo ha ido tornando a gris conforme ha avanzado el día. Será eso.



Rockets, moon shots
Spend it on the have-nots
Money, we make it
'Fore we see it, you'll take it
Oh, make you wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
This ain't livin', this ain't livin'
No, no baby, this ain't livin'
No, no, no, no
Inflation, no chance
To increase finance
Bills pile up, sky high
Send that boy off to die
Oh, make me wanna holler
The way they do my life
Make me wanna holler
The way they do my life, oh baby
Hang ups, let downs
Bad breaks, set backs
Natural fact is
Honey, that I can't pay my taxes
Oh, make me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Yea, it makes me wanna holler
And throw up both my hands
Crime is increasing
Trigger happy policing
Panic is spreading
God knows where, where we're heading
Oh, they don't understand
Make me wanna holler
They don't understand
God bless you
And Lord keep you
And may you live, live, live a good life
God bless you
Lord keep you
And may you live, live, live a long long sweet life
Don't let the things get you down
Hold your hands, baby, walk around


Say God bless you
And I'll keep you
I'm praying a prayer for each and everyone of you
Heaven bless you
Heaven keep you




Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today - Ya

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some lovin' here today

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what's going on
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Ah, what's going on

In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on
Right on

Father, father, everybody thinks we're wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply because our hair is long
Oh, you know we've got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Oh

Picket lines and picket signs
Don't punish me with brutality
Talk to me
So you can see
What's going on
Ya, what's going on
Tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's going on - Uh
Right on baby
Right on baby


Y esta última, de guinda:

Dear Harry:

Te envidio no sabes cuánto. En verano y el resto del año.



The song took Dorset only ten minutes to compose on a second-hand Fender Stratocaster while he was taking time off work from his regular job, working in a lab for Timex.



In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find
If her daddy's rich take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a ton or a ton an' twenty-five
When the sun goes down
You can make it, make it good in a lay-by
We're no threat, people
We're not dirty, we're not mean
We love everybody but we do as we please
When the weather's fine
We go fishin' or go swimmin' in the sea
We're always happy
Life's for livin' yeah, that's our philosophy
Sing along with us
Dee dee dee-dee dee
Dah dah dah-dah dah
Yeah we're hap-happy
Dah dah-dah
Dee-dah-do dee-dah-do dah-do-dah
Dah-do-dah-dah-dah
Dah-dah-dah do-dah-dah
Alright ah



"I am the queen of the bittersweet song, everything is extremes to me. Gorgeous, awful, beautiful". Así comienza un artículo precioso que se puede leer aquí. Como ella, que del dolor y la sensibilidad ha conseguido extraer una gema.

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