So having said, a while he stood, expecting
Their universal shout and high applause
To fill his ear, when contrary he hears
On all sides, from innumerable tongues
A dismal universal hiss, the sound
Of public scorn, he wondered, but not for long
Had leisure, wond'ring at himself now more;
His visage drawn he felt to sharp and spare,
His arms clung to his ribs, his legs entwining
Each other, till supplanted down he fell
A monstrous serpent on his belly prone,
Reluctant, but in vain, a greater power
Now ruled him, punished in the shape he sinned
According to his doom; he would have spoke,
But hiss for hiss returned with forkèd tongue
To forkèdtongue, for now were all transformed
Alike, to serpents all as accesories
To his bold riot; dreadful was the din
Of hissing through the hall, thick swarming now
With complicated monsters head and tail,
Scorpion and asp, and amphisbaena dire,
Cerasts horned, hydrus, and ellops drear,
And dipsas (not so thick swarm'd once the soil
Bedropped with blood of Gorgon, or the Isle
Ophiusa), but still greater he the midst
Now dragon grown, larger than whom the sun
Engendered in the Pythian vale on slime,
Huge Python, and his power no less he seemed
Above the rest still to retain; they all
Him followed issuing forth to th' open field,
Where all yet left of that revolted tout
Heav'n-fall'n, in station stood of just array,
Sublime with expectation when to see
In triumph issuing forth their glorious chief;
They saw, but other sight instead, a crowd
Of ugly serpents; horror on them fell,
And horrid sympathy; for what they saw,
They felt themselves now changing; down their arms,
Down fell both spear and shield, down they as fast,
And the dire hiss renewed, and the dire form
Catched by contagion, like in punishment,
As in their crime. Thus was th' applause they meant,
Turned to exploding hiss, triumph to shame
Cast on themselves from their own mouths. There stood
A grove hard by, sprung up with this their change,
His will who reigns above, to aggravate
Their presence, laden with fair fruit like that
Which grew in Paradise, the bait of Eve
Used by the Tempter: on that prospect strange
Their earnest eyes they fixed, imagining
For one forbidden tree a multitude
Now ris'n, to work them further woe or shame;
Yet parched with scalding thirst and huger fierce
Though to delude them sent, could not abstain,
But on they rolled in heaps, and up the trees
Climbing, sat thicker than the curly locks
Thar curled Megaera: greedily they plucked
The fruitage fair to sight, like that which grew
Near that bituminous lake where Sodom flamed;
This more delusive, not the touch, but taste
Deceived; they fondly thinking to allay
Their appetite with gust, instead of fruit
Chewed bitter ashes, which th' offended taste
With spattering noise rejected; oft they assayed,
Hunger and thirst constraining, dragged as oft,
With hatefulest derelish writhed their jaws
With soot and cinders filled; so oft they fell
Into the same illusion, not as man
Whom they triumphed once lapsed.
—John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book X. Illustration: Plate 43, Gustave Doré.
AVE MARIA
Mothers of America let your kids go to the movies! get them out of the house so they won't know what you're up to it's true that fresh air is good for the body but what about the soul that grows in darkness, embossed by silvery images and when you grow old as grow old you must they won't hate you they won't criticize you they won't know they'll be in some glamorous country they first saw on a Saturday afternoon or playing hookey
they may even be grateful to you
for their first sexual experience
which only cost you a quarter
and didn't upset the peaceful home
they will know where candy bars come from
and gratuitous bags of popcorn
as gratuitous as leaving the movie before it's over
with a pleasant stranger whose apartment is in the Heaven on Earth Bldg
near the Williamsburg Bridge
oh mothers you will have made the little tykes
so happy because if nobody does pick them up in the movies
they won't know the difference
and if somebody does it'll be sheer gravy
and they'll have been truly entertained either way
instead of hanging around the yard
or up in their room
hating you
prematurely since you won't have done anything horribly mean yet
except keeping them from the darker joys
it's unforgivable the latter
so don't blame me if you won't take this advice
and the family breaks up
and your children grow old and blind in front of a TV set
seeing
movies you wouldn't let them see when they were young
--Frank O'Hara[1960]
Posted by: David Ehrenstein | December 09, 2012 at 08:14 PM
Glenn, why do I have a glum feeling this is your way of prepping us for your verdict on Django Unchained?
Posted by: Tom Carson | December 09, 2012 at 11:52 PM
You know Tom, it's funny how the mind works. I've had that passage highlighted for almost two years, and for some reasons, the main one of which I thought was "hey, I really need to put something new on the ole blog," I decided to do this. But now that you mention it...
Did you like it? I'm still half in shock, myself.
Posted by: Glenn Kenny | December 09, 2012 at 11:57 PM
How about your other half?
Posted by: David Ehrenstein | December 10, 2012 at 09:59 AM
I had figured it was about BEE.
Posted by: That Fuzzy Bastard | December 10, 2012 at 11:24 AM
Does this have something to do with SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK?
Posted by: bill | December 10, 2012 at 12:37 PM
No screenings yet in NOLA, so I'm out of the loop, GK. But given what I've heard so far, I'm seriously wondering WTFIU.
Posted by: Tom Carson | December 10, 2012 at 01:10 PM
The only specific negative things I've read make me very curious. Like a supposedly very boring last hour. I want to know what a boring last hour in a Tarantino revenge movie looks like. But I, too, am very, very concerned.
Posted by: bill | December 10, 2012 at 03:20 PM
Maybe it has to do with the upcoming complete Pasolini retrospective at MoMA -- two weeks of unabashed cinematic joy (longer if you see each movie twice).
Posted by: Brian Dauth | December 10, 2012 at 03:24 PM
OK, I know this is pure crosstalk, but if Tom Carson is still listening: I read your review of Albert Brooks' 2030 not long ago and would agree with a great deal of it, but would take quasi-serious issue with you over your description of Defending Your Life's tendencies toward "mawkishness." To me the film was a quite successful attempt at growth - instead of having his character ending the film firmly stuck in the same self-absorbed hellhole he began in he aimed for his own version of a learning moment, but did it as honestly as possible and, IMO, fully earned it - I found myself more than a little surprised but very pleased that the ending brought some tears, and still does.
Posted by: Grant L | December 10, 2012 at 03:30 PM
@Grant L: not to hijack the thread, but you ask, so I answer. I haven't seen Defending Yr Life since it came out and might think differently/better of it now. But at the time, as I recall, I just thought the whole concept of "redemption" in that one was something a younger Brooks would have scoffed at. Or put between air quotes the size of a tiger's fangs, anyway.
Posted by: Tom Carson | December 10, 2012 at 11:38 PM
I agree that a younger Brooks certainly would've. It just seemed to me as the film progressed that after nailing obsessive narcissism so well and thoroughly in the three previous films he was quite weary of just doing it again, and ready to expand his palette and make his characters a little more complex. Not so much redemption as recognizing that in life people go around in circles but they also do make the choice to change. End of hijack.
Posted by: Grant L | December 11, 2012 at 12:09 AM
Sorry, almost the end: from a great interview with the Onion AV Club: "Well, I really do believe, more than anything, that fear is the great issue of all of our lives. I think all of the horrible things are done out of some form of fear mixed in with religion. You know, those two create a lot of issues that people have to deal with. We seem to, as a species, be very afraid, and I just sort of imagined, "What would that be like, if you removed that? How would you function?" I'm not saying you don't keep enough so if a lion's chasing you, you run, but do you need to be afraid going for a job interview? What does that do for you?"
Posted by: Grant L | December 11, 2012 at 12:47 AM
That's a good quote from Brooks, and I don't fully agree with Tom about the film overall, but the last time I watched DEFENDING YOUR LIFE, while I still thought it was pretty excellent, I thought I could see the beginning of the draining that would eventually lead to THE MUSE and LOOKING FOR COMEDY IN THE MUSLIM WORLD. Brooks is one of my favorite people, one of my idols, and I consider DEFENDING YOUR LIFE to be one of his four best movies. But it's the fourth best out of four. In terms of comedy, I don't really think it can stand long against REAL LIFE, LOST IN AMERICA, and especially MODERN ROMANCE. MODERN ROMANCE has extended scenes that almost function as stand-alone sketches -- the quaaludes scene, for isntance, or when he goes to the sporting good store -- and all the stuff about his job as a film editor is frankly ingenious, and they're all almost beside the "point" of the rest of the film. There's a ballsiness to that which DEFENDING YOUR LIFE, for all its inventiveness, doesn't have.
I don't know where I'm going with this. I just like talking about Albert Brooks.
Posted by: bill | December 11, 2012 at 10:19 AM
So much for unhijacking. If I can trust my memory, Defending Your Life is definitely much stronger than what followed it. I just remember it was the first time I'd seen weak spots and a hint of mush in a Brooks movie, faults that got more dominant in the flimsy stuff later on. I can see Grant L's point about him wanting to move on from just satirizing narcissism, but I don't think he came up with especially good answers about what he should move on to -- maybe because he kept himself front and center. It might have been interesting to see him direct a movie he didn't act in.
Posted by: Tom Carson | December 11, 2012 at 12:04 PM
The ending is mawkish but the movie went wrong with all the stuff about Brooks having to "overcome his fear". That concept sounds more Oprah than Albert Brooks from the start, but it still could've been a decent Groundhog Day knockoff if only Brooks' bravery had been tested in some meaningful way, like by taking up an unpopular cause or something. Instead, the thing that gets his passport stamped for Heaven is his admitting that he loves a completely adorable (and beckoning) Meryl Streep! That's not just fake--it's weak as all hell, too.
Posted by: Tom Block | December 11, 2012 at 01:38 PM
Might as well chime in: I also like early Brooks a lot, although I haven't seen all of them. I did catch up with Defending Your Life recently, and I thought it was pretty great. Not perfect, maybe showing some of the flaws listed above, but a pretty sharp rendering of a great idea.
Posted by: Zach | December 11, 2012 at 01:42 PM
He gets his ticket to heaven because he bucks the cosmic system, jumps out of his tramcar and makes the run across the tarmac that he's been told more than once is very dangerous, in order to be with the woman he's admitted to loving. I'm sure I have a weakness towards the overcoming fear thing because I'm right there with him on that quote. Fear certainly underlies rabid self-absorption, for one thing. And I'm sure it's also a matter of taste - one person's mawk is another's earned heart.
bill, I think the quaalude scene fits because it's not only hysterical it also illustrates his character. The scenes of him at his job I'm of two minds about - they're also great and I'm glad they were committed to film, but they sort of feel like padding in the movie, like he felt his central premise couldn't sustain to full feature length.
Posted by: Grant L | December 11, 2012 at 02:56 PM
Yeah, the overcoming of his fear is a hell of a lot more involved than Tom B gives it credit for. And given that GROUNDHOG DAY was 1993 and DEFENDING YOUR LIFE was 1991, I don't believe Brooks's film was ever going to be a knockoff of Ramis's.
And Grant, I didn't mean to imply that the quaaludes scene didn't fit. I think it's great, and obviously fits in with the character and the situation. My point was that and the sporting goods store scenes are extended comic sketches that go beyond whatever the plot requires. This is one of the many reasons I love both.
And the film editing stuff doesn't feel like padding at all. It's just filling out the guy's life, and providing room for different kinds of comedy than just relationship stuff. I think MODERN ROMANCE is his masterpiece.
Posted by: bill | December 11, 2012 at 03:26 PM
Feeling like the chipmunks in the Warners cartoon - "no no, it was my mistake, after you..." Although "adore" may not quite be the word to use for a movie as harsh as "Modern Romance" is for a lot of its running time, its one I'd use to describe it. I'm definitely with you on the greatness of the structure of those scenes.
Tom, would fully agree that it was downhill after Defending (though I don't think the serious slide started until The Muse).
Relistened to A Star is Bought just a couple of days ago and it remains brilliant, too.
Posted by: Grant L | December 11, 2012 at 03:40 PM
And if his choice to open himself up a little was indeed the central factor in the movies following not being so hot...well, can't change it now, and we've got those four great (and one pretty good [Mother]) ones.
Posted by: Grant L | December 11, 2012 at 05:25 PM
I remember DYL very fondly, not least for letting Streep relax into a rare, Jean Arthur/Irene Dunne groove sans accented angst. Haven't heard if Brooks plans to direct again after the last one flopped. Of course, his psychopathic villain stylings also show great promise...
Posted by: Chris L. | December 11, 2012 at 08:41 PM
Also, a salute to Mr. Carson for his sharply concise article on "Zero Dark Thirty." It slices through a lot of the other stuff swirling 'round the film (which I won't get to see until wide release.)
https://prospect.org/article/zero-dark-thirtys-morality-brigade#.UMdBQmgPOrw.twitter
Posted by: Chris L. | December 11, 2012 at 09:21 PM
Now that this is played out, perfect time to drop in and admit that for me Brooks is 7 for 7*, with Looking for Comedy in the Muslim World's beautifully staged Taj Mahal scene one of the great self-defeats any Brooks hero has endured, right up with Modern Romance's first date drive and Mother's moving-the-chair opening.
*More if you count the shorts.
Posted by: Bruce Reid | December 12, 2012 at 03:47 PM
I'm at a place where it would tak very little for me to want to reassess Brooks's last two, and that's much more than a little, Bruce. I did see the shorts again when I watched the SNL Season One box straight through a few years ago (an experience I recommend). To me there were a few good bits here and there, but it seemed like the strained relationship he had with Lorne Michaels suffused too much of it, and not in a good way.
Posted by: Grant L | December 12, 2012 at 07:58 PM
In all honesty, I don't dislike Brooks's last two films. It's just that they can't compare to the first four. Neither can MOTHER, but that one's more obviously strong, and needs no excuses made for it.
Posted by: bill | December 12, 2012 at 10:23 PM
I'd agree with Bill that Brooks's later films are something of a drop-off, but he began so strong it's not like we're suddenly talking about Tom Phillips level of quality or anything. And no, any film that gave us "It tastes like an orange foot!" needs no excuses at all.
Posted by: Bruce Reid | December 12, 2012 at 11:39 PM
*Todd* Phillips
Posted by: Bruce Reid | December 12, 2012 at 11:40 PM