Montag, 18. Juli 2011

Lassie Come Home!

Wau wau, mit dem Schwanz wedelnd, dem Blondschopf hinterherspringend... so haben wir Lassie aus den Sechzigern in Erinnerung... der Film "Lassie Come Home" von 1943 ist für viele vielleicht altbacken, langweilig, noneventish, Kinderkram o.ä., aber der Film ist echt ergreifend... Lassie der treue Freund, der bis fast zur totalen Erschöpfung sein Herrlein sucht... (nebenbei: Scotland the Brave - was für ein schönes Land!) 


http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0036098/









Schaut mal Liz so young!!!







ich bin eh Fan von diesen ollen Schunken, und ein grosser Melancholiker... Der deutsche Titel (Heimweh) geht in die Richtung...  jedoch von den Acteuren wichtiger für mich denn Liz Taylor ist Elsa Lanchester.... die war schliesslich THE BRIDE!!!! (1935) - Nicht fragen, wenn Ihr's nid wisst:


http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0026138/


Elsa!







Fantastic Girl!!!!!!















































Dies Bild oben ist genau so intensiv wie jenes wo Frankenstein's Monster das Rauchen entdeckt... der Rauch, sein erstauntes Gesicht... marvellous (im 1. Film) ... 














hier ein Bild von Elsa und mir...





etc...




Reminiszent der eponyme unbekannte New Wave Slow von Alphaville von 1986... perfect für Raum Installationen... daher hier mal eine Referenz gesetzt:


Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
People drifting cross the surface of the twilight day
There's a Little Yellow Man, standing by the railway station
Painting portraits on the brickwalls of Billie Holloway
Lovely Lady S.M.I.L.E.
Dance, my dear, I'm only operating on "Lassie Come Home"
"This was authentic you" she spoke, "this was authentic
you who blew me cold"
He had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
So I've been told

In the park, she's giving out some photographs
on which she's giving out some photos of what she hands around
"They videoed a ghost tonight", she said before I turned it out
"It rode an orange paper-bike, and left without a sound."
Keep on riding, Sir
Open up the door and shout it out: "Lassie Come Home,
Come Home!!"
"This was authentic you?" she spoke, "this was authentic
you who blew, who blew me cold"
I had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
So I've been told

Lonely Girl dancing in the music-hall
Lightning struck her silver starship and turned it into stone
And now it's falling all the time into that void beyond her grey eyes
Somewhere a telephone is ringing, but nobody's at home
"Hello Junkie-Sweetheart, listen now this is your Captain calling:
Your Captain is dead."
Keep on riding, Sir, open up the door and shout it out --
shout it out... shout it out... shout it out...

Lassie come home -- Lassie come home -- Lassie come home
Lassie come home... 

shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out shout it out



Linky video:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmu_RQAVk_4




wow..!! 


P.S. - Only for the real afictionado: there is a really strange reference to Laurie Anderson, and I suspect few having spotted it...


The first reference is made in "O Superman" (1981) - The Uebersong of Laurie, even known by uncool people...


O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad.
O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad.
Hi. I'm not home right now. But if you want to leave a
message, just start talking at the sound of the tone.
Hello? This is your Mother. Are you there? Are you
coming home?
Hello? Is anybody home? Well, you don't know me,
but I know you.
And I've got a message to give to you.
Here come the planes.
So you better get ready. Ready to go. You can come
as you are, but pay as you go. Pay as you go.

And I said: OK. Who is this really? And the voice said:
This is the hand, the hand that takes. This is the
hand, the hand that takes.
This is the hand, the hand that takes.
Here come the planes.
They're American planes. Made in America.
Smoking or non-smoking?
And the voice said: Neither snow nor rain nor gloom
of night shall stay these couriers from the swift
completion of their appointed rounds.

'Cause when love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justive is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, there's always Mom. Hi Mom!

So hold me, Mom, in your long arms. So hold me,
Mom, in your long arms.
In your automatic arms. Your electronic arms.
In your arms.
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms.
Your petrochemical arms. Your military arms.
In your electronic arms.





With all the references to petrochemical, electronic arms she was locker mal 10 Jahre ahead of Umsetzung... 


then there we go: From The Air (1982):


Good evening. This is your Captain.
We are about to attempt a crash landing.
Please extinuish all cigarettes.
Place your tray tables in their
upright, locked position.
Your Captain says: Put your head on your knees.
Your Captain says: Put your head on your hands.
Captain says: Put your hands on your head.
Put your hands on your hips. Heh heh.
This is your Captain-and we are going down.
We are all going down, together.
And I said: Uh oh. This is gonna be some day.
Standby. This is the time.
And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.

Uh-this is your Captain again.
You know, I've got a funny feeling I've seen this all
before.
Why? Cause I'm a caveman.
Why? Cause I've got eyes in the back of my head.
Why? It's the heat. Standby.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.

Put your hands over your eyes. Jump out of the plane.
There is no pilot. You are not alone. Standby.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.





Perfekt!!!


Besides, is it a joke that the next song on the LP is ... siehe:

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