Sunday, February 9, 2014

Larisa Shepitko

Criterion's Eclipse releases films that the curators feel have been unjustly neglected.  About half the time, or maybe a third, I think they're right; the rest in my opinion fall into the "justly neglected" category -- but, a worthy endeavor, and of course one man's stinker is another's masterwork.   

The Eclipse re-release of Shepitova's 1966 Wings is one of the good ones -- very good indeed.  Celebrated WWII pilot Nadia Petrukhina (Maya Bulgakova) finds herself, twenty years later, principal of a vocational college and provincial Soviet functionary.  Like Fellini's protagonists in il Bidone and Dolce Vita, she is discovering, unwillingly, that her inner life has shrivelled.  Bulgakova is in almost every shot:  she has the face, and she is enough of an actress, to carry the film, brilliantly -- you can't take your eyes off her.

Christopher Duffy on Frederick II of Prussia:

In 1768 Frederick raised the peace establishment to 161,000 troops, and the annexation of West Prussia in 1772 made it possible for him to increase this figure to some 190,000, which made the Prussian army the third largest in Europe after Austria (297,000) and Russia (224,000).


The character of the army had by then undergone a profound change, which was the consequence of the strictness, amounting almost to contempt and hatred, which Frederick displayed towards his officers and men. Frederick believed that only harsh measures were capable of restoring discipline, and Curt Jany detects the work­ing of the Seven Years War on the king's character: 'His judgments of men became harder and more bitter, and their inner qualities became of less interest to him' (Jany, 1903, 9). The army which had been destroyed in the war was effectively the one he had inherited from his father. The army of Frederick the Great, properly speaking, came into existence only from 1763, and it was to be inferior in almost every respect to its predecessor.  (emphasis added, Kurtz.)

from Mr. Clemens:



SUSY: You must know a wonderful deal, Papa.

MT:  I have that reputation -- in Europe; but here the best minds think I am superficial. However, I am content; I make no defense; my pictures show what I am.

SUSY: Papa, I should think you would take pupils.

MT:  No, I have no desire for riches. Honest poverty and a con­science torpid through virtuous inaction are more to me than corner lots and praise.

The only piece of Popper I ever liked:

In commenting on the relationship of evidence and theory in the study
of history, Karl Popper wrote that

although facts are collected with an eye upon the theory, and will confirm
it as long as the theory stands up to these tests, they are more than
merely a kind of empty repetition of a preconceived theory. They confirm
the theory only if they are the results of unsuccessful attempts to
overthrow its predictions, and therefore a telling testimony in its favor.
So it is, I hold, the possibility of overthrowing it, or its falsifiability,
that constitutes the possibilit y of testing it, and therefore the scientific
character of a theory; and the fact that all tests of a theory are attempted
falsifications of predictions derived with its help, furnishes the
clue to scientific rnethod.69

(quoted in David Henige, Niumbers From Nowhere.)

Sunday, January 26, 2014

Among the works of Carlos Salzedo is



Four Preludes to the Afternoon of a Telephone, for harp duo (1921)
  • Audubon 530
  • Plaza 4570
  • Prospect 7272
  • Riverside 4937
(Wiki)

Friday, January 17, 2014

from THE LONDON GAZETTE, 16 MARCH, 1926., p 1918

Whitehall, March 15, 1926.
The KING has been pleased to give and grant unto Dashwood Poyntz Ricketts, Esq., Engineer-in-Chief Peking-Mukden Railway, His Majesty's Royal licence and authority to wear the Insignia of the Fourth Class of the Order of the Excellent Crop, which Decoration has been conferred upon him by the President of the Republic of China in recognition of valuable services rendered by him.

 

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Francis Bacon said in 1623,

audacter calumniare, aliquid semper haeret,
  (which is to say,)

      Slander boldly, something always sticks.

(De Augmentis Scientarum)

Of course by that point a fair amount had stuck to him....