Cause I can't think of a better way to great 2014 then watching the new film by the king of cool-Jim Jarmusch "Only Lovers Left Alive". A never-ending love story between the eerily elegant Tilda Swinton and the dashing rocker Tom Hiddleston. Against the no-mans land that is modern day Detroit we follow the afterhours wanderings of Adam and Eve, a couple that can't live without music, books and blood. Cause as Eve says, the only way to make eternity bearable and to deal with the way humanity, "the zombies", are raping and pillaging Earth, is to fill your time with love, compassion and DANCING.
"The most important thing is love,...I know that now. There's no point in saving the world if it means losing the moon...I'm not quite twenty, but, thanks to you, I've learned something that many women these days never learn; Prince Charming really is a toad. And the Beautiful Princess has halitosis. The bottom line is that (a) people are never perfect, but love can be, (b) that is the one and only way that the mediocre and the vile can be transformed and (c) doing that makes it that. Loving makes love. Loving makes love. We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love. Wouldn't that be to make love stay?"
"Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won't adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words "make" and "stay" become inappropriate. My love for you has no strings attached. I love you for free."
"Still Life with Woodpecker" Tom Robbins
"Barking at the moon?"
"What about it?"
"That's all our love was to you?"
'That's all love ever is. Love is not a harpsichord concert in a genteel drawing room. And it sure as hell ain't Social Security, Laetrile, the Irish Sweepstakes, or roller disco. Love is private and primitive and a bit on the funky and frightening side. I think of the Luna card in the Tarot deck: some strange, huge crustacean, its armor glistening and its pinchers wiggling, clatters out of a pool while wild dogs howl at a bulging moon. Underneath the hearts and flowers, love is loony like that. Attempts to housebreak it, to refine it, to dress the crabs up like doves and make them sing soprano always result in thin blood. You end up with a parody. There're lots of pretty sounds that describe 'like', but 'love' is more on the order of barking."
"Still Life with Woodpecker" Tom Robbins
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