Saturday, July 17, 2010
I must admit that the name of Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven was new to me, a dazzling Dada artist. And this biography seems to be a quite thorough work, beautiful volume, too.
(illustration: Offterdinger & Zweigle)
I was born in the Year 1632, in the City of York, of a good Family, tho' not of that Country, my Father being a Foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull: He got a good Estate by Merchandise, and leaving off his Trade, lived afterward at York, from whence he had married my Mother, Relations were named Robinson, a very good Family at Country, and from whom I was called Robinson Keutznaer; but by the usual Corruption of Words in England, we are now called, nay we call our Selves, and writer Name Crusoe, and so my Companions always call'd me.
This is an umcompleted movie by Henri-Georges Clouzot, but from which 15 hours of film material were discovered revealing that this may have been a masterpiece. Claude Chabrol would later realize his own version of the script. This DVD edition also includes a documentary on the movie and Clouzot's last movie, La prisonnière.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Notes from early 1984: My connection with Ruski is a basic factor in my life. Whenever I travel, someone Ruski knows and trusts must come and live in the house to look after him and call the vet if anything goes wrong. I will cover any expense.
When Ruski was in the hospital with pneumonia I called every few hours. I remember once there was a long pause and the doctor came on to say, "I'm sorry, Mr. Burroughs"...the grief and desolation that closed around me. But he was only apologizing for the long wait..."Ruski is doing fine...temperature down...I think he's going to make it." And my elation the following morning: "Down almost to normal. Another day and he can go home."