Showing posts with label Am I Really Marcel?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Am I Really Marcel?. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2014

HIGH ON THE AMPHETAMINE OF FEAR





The subjects of this book share an obsession.  They have all been driven to interpret life in terms of melodrama.  Raymond Chandler made perhaps the best definition of melodrama when he called it 'an exaggeration of violence and fear beyond what one normally experiences,’ and yet all art exaggerates some kind of experience.  The enigma of the crime-artist – a generic term for this group of novelists and a film-maker - is why he chooses to inhabit this particular world, the brutal and menacing and conflicted world of melodrama.


 


To trace the separate lives of crime-artists, from Wilkie Collins to Alfred Hitchcock, is like trying to find the vital but hidden link between the different travellers who passed each other on the Bridge of San Luis Rey. Relating the biographical material to the work and looking for figures in both carpets, I found that they not only have projected a continuous universe in which the dominant reality is criminal, but unfolded a continuous secret autobiography.  For these men to reach the dangerous edge is to find a point of no return.  The crime-artist ends where he began, high on the amphetamine of fear.






Gavin Lambert, The Dangerous Edge -- An Inquiry Into The Lives  of Nine Masters Of Suspense, New York, Grossman Publishers, 1976 

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Am I Really Marcel? (Kevin Ayers Lyric)





I've got no ambition, guess I'm out of place
Cos I'd rather go fishing than run in the race.

I'm naturally lazy but what can I do?
I was born in the wrong place, wrong time too.

Some people say its just running away,
But then everyone's running somewhere.
And I still believe that the best we can do
Is to know where we are and be there.

Just working for money, working for pay,
All seems so pointless day after day.
I'm happy dreaming and it's good for my health,
And only when I'm dreaming am I really myself.

Some people say its just running away
But then everyone's running somewhere,
And I still believe that the best we can do
Is to know where we are and be there.

For what we call progress,
We're selling our soul.
And there's just too much going on out there
Beyond my control.





Note to reader:  Click on song title for link to play this remarkable recording from the Falling Up lp, featuring the marvelous Ollie Halsall (a good friend and great man) on lead guitar.  Then click on  THIS and THIS.  'Pataphysics is the science.  Happy Sunday to you all.