While munching on a rum nougat See’s Candy, celebrating between Valentine’s and St Patrick’s Day, I realized that I figured out the film The Ninth Gate by Roman Polanski. The film is running along the same lines as The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri, A puzzle or a comedy of divine proportions. A mockery of a contemporary world filled with greed, power, money and materialism.
A savvy book dealer, a Professor who wants to summons the Devil for power to control his own destiny, and all the other characters that enhance this mockery play a handsome part in this film. A strange and delightful film with a bewildering soundtrack. A slow-moving film that is very film Noir.
Who is that strange otherworldly female with green eyes with a trace of darkness calling up our shadows to an evil agency? This is not the case. She is a protector, witness and watcher. She is illustrated in a book and mocks the pages of this strange book. Almost similar to a strange cosmic comic book character.
The film is all about a book or are there three books? Maybe only three remain because the rest of the books were destroyed and burned with the author during the Inquisition. That time and place in history where any folk’s tale or ancient religion was destroyed by the Catholic Church of greed, power, money and materialism. Are you catching the karma of this film? It is a Divine Comedy! The game is to solve this riddle.
The Nine Gates to the Kingdom of Shadows, written by Aristide Torchia, Venice 1666 is the strange book that everyone seems to want to have. Yet the joke is on those that pursue it for the wrong reason. A book of magic is a book of alchemists and witchcraft. An ancient tradition almost killed off by the Inquisition and more indirectly by our wonderful religious patriarchs.
That “castle and the ninth gate” is a mystery to some. Enlightenment is a strange woman I assume. A witch that protects and shows the way. No Devil just a simple woman with the power of her sexuality. This is strangely hidden and what is so powerfully impressive about this film is that she shows us the key to the ninth gate. Silence, wisdom and patience are the protectors of enlightenment.
My favorite Marilyn Monroe film is Clash By Night. It is a rather unknown Noir film with leading lady Barbara Stanwyck. The reason I like this film is because Marilyn’s character is so good. She is charming, sexy, cute and loyal. The beginning of a great dramatic actress. There are some remarkable scenes shared by Barbara and Marilyn. One particular scene I love is when they do a walk tight togther.
They connect and do a deep dip walk with long strids. As if the whole world disappears and it is just them on stage.
Defiantly affirming their place in the world. It makes me cry and feel as if I could join right in. In general their relationship portrayed in this film seems good, playful and accepting; the older actress making way for the younger one. I enjoy studying Barabara Stanwyck’s Noir films. They have that dip into the dark side of reality that is pulling at all the right emotions. There is nothing like her type of Film Noir.
Someone who claims to be of higher intelligence than others, understands the finer thing in life, and generally deems themself a higher being than most others; they often refer to the ‘lesser beings’ as peasant or philistines. In simple terms, snobs are wankers.
I saw a film Noir the other night. It was with Dick Powell. He was real mad. He picked a guy up and slapped his face, back and forth & back and forth. Then he put him down. The scene was perfect!!
“Ya know what I mean?”
When it comes to people driving their vehicles I would apply this perfection !! I would take it further. My madness after seeing bad driving and those that lack common car intelligence and after pulling the fool our of their car, picking them up, slapping them back and forth & back and forth; I would then take their car keys and toss the fucking keys. Somewhere where no one could find them. With my nose in the air!!
Enduring the riptide of unaware and inconsiderate assholes in their cars is my ambition for correctness. I bitch about it all the time on my blog too. I am considering taking a job as a Parking Enforcer. Using the law and my genius would make my manifesto complete. No more yelling and using my finger. My black sharpie pen in the air writing tickets is my call to greatness!!
I know the game and I am one of the best drivers !! Ever !!
We are twisted in soul because soul is by nature and of necessity in a tortuous condition…We might also be less threatened by the grotesque, horrible, and obscene , since, from the imaginal perspective, the bizarre would simple belong. ~ The Myth of Analysis, James Hillman
I am watching an old film Noir way to much. It is Crime of Passion featuring Bararab Starbuck, Sterling Hayden and Raymond Burr. Each time I watch it I study a different part of the film from a different perspective or character. A well written essay Noir. It is basically about passion put in the wrong place or misdirected passion. Maybe it is about ambition misdirected by love. I think this film has a message about the American dream. I like this film because it does keep the sexual passion in the glance of an eye, or the move towards the bedroom. Subtle words that leave the imagination to glow.
The soundtrack does tell you, very well, what the film is all about. A few twisted souls in this film, YES…. I will most likely watch it again…there is something beautiful waiting to be discovered that I just have not found yet.