Henry Miller's writing has redifined my conception of adjectives. More importantly, the word cunt has never been spoken so eloquently.
An excerpt of an interview with him by George Wickes, for The Paris Review, conducted in London, in September 1961:
"Interviewer- You wrote several essays in the thirties on the art of the film. Did you ever get a chance to practice that art?
Miller- No, but I still hope to meet the man who will give me a chance. What I deplore most is that the medium of the film has never been properly exploited. It's a poetic medium with all sorts of possibilities. Just think of the element of dream and fantasy. But how often do we get it? Now and then a little touch of it, and we're agape. And think of all the technical devices at our command. But my God, we haven't even begun to use them. We could have incredible marvels, wonders, limitless joy and beauty. And what do we get? Sheer crap. The film is the freest of all media, you can do marvels with it. In fact I would welcome the day when the film would displace literature, when there'd be no more need to read. You remember faces in films, and gestures, as you never do when you read a book. If the film can hold you at all, you give yourself to it completely. Even when you listen to music, it's not like that. You go to the concert hall and the atmosphere is bad, the people are yawning, or falling asleep, the program is too long, it hasn't got the things you like, and so on. You know what I mean. But in the cinema, sitting there in the dark, the images coming and going, it's like a rain of meteorites hitting you."
You can read the rest of the interview
here.
I'm writing a
song about this quote, I'll post it later on.