never say die!

Somehow, I've muddled along this far on the internet without finding out about this Tumblr until just the other day. It is, as you can tell, exactly the kind of online museum of cinematic magic that I (frankly) wish I could curate myself. I can't recommend heartily enough that you all go and get lost in it for a while; personally, I've lavished in all 69 pages. This post in particular has got me all choked up.

Happiness doesn’t last, however, and before long the two vagabonds are forced back onto the open road for one of cinema’s most beautifully wistful exits. Despairing alongside a country road, the gamin (Paulette Goddard) sobs, ‘What’s the use of trying?’ The Tramp — once again the scruffy no-surrender optimist the world had watched for an entire generation — urges her to ‘Buck up. Never say die. We’ll get along!’ Then he reminds her how to put a smile on her face. She agrees, and the spark returns to her eyes.

In Chaplin’s best-remembered fade-out, the two tramps set off hand in hand down the dusty road toward a mountainous horizon, silhouetted against a welcoming sunrise. Two survivors, resolute and no longer alone, with the totality of their worldly possessions tied up in kerchief bundles, walk away toward an unknown, but also unprescribed, future.

If you don’t think that last scene is a lump-in-the-throater, there’s no hope for you.

-excerpted from Mark Bourne’s Modern Times: The Chaplin Collection

That's very, very true. Now, find out if there's any hope for you:
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Writer's Block: On the Road

What's on your perfect playlist for a cross-country road trip?

I don't know that it's perfect, but I did recently create a playlist called "Amurrrrrrica", full of songs that are either about America, or completely unique to America: they couldn't have come from anywhere else, due either to subject matter, musical style, both, or something else. Some are a little abstract, and some refer more to history than to current events, but I think it's pretty neat.

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Carmencita, lui demandais-je..."One last word," I said in my horrible careful English, "are you quite, quite sure that - well, not tomorrow, of course, and not after tomorrow, but - well - some day, any day, you will not come to live with me? I will create a brand new God and thank him with piercing cries if you give me that microscopic hope" (to that effect).

"No," she said smiling, "no."

"It would have made all the difference," said Humbert Humbert.
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    Lost cause - Beck


I am 23 on the 23rd.

What I'd give to find that guy at 4:39 and scream "run, run, run" forever. I think I'll settle for brunch with Ming and a bottle of André after work.
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    Creep - Amanda Palmer

friends only

I don't much care for letting complete strangers read about my life, so unless I know you, I'm not likely to add you.
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    Romeo and Juliet - Prokofiev