It might be cliché, but I think this scene should have ended with a freeze frame right before Bob phases through the wall. It hammers in the theme of this movie, that it's not about believing in the results of the method, its about believing that peace is possible
I’ll thank my mom this Mother’s Day for playing me this sound and the original on an old cd :) some years back . She reintroduced me in adulthood to the glorious Stan Rogers who she and my dad had played in my childhood. The song transports me . What an artist ! And love the story: a journey , fear , pain, defensiveness and aggression met with tenderness , wisdom, healing , magic , a sexy sexy night , and possible invulnerability / immorality ???
The Witch of the Westmorland Lyrics Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field Saying "Beck water cold and clear will never clean your wound There's none but the witch of the Westmoreland can make thee hale and soond" So turn, turn your stallion's head 'til his red mane flies in the wind And the rider of the moon goes by and the bright star falls behind And clear was the paley moon when his shadow passed him by Below the hills were the brightest stars when he heard the owlet cry Saying "Why do you ride this way, and wherefore came you here?" "I seek the Witch of the Westmorland that dwells by the winding mere" And it's weary by the Ullswater and the misty brake fern way Til throught the cleft in the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay He said "Lie down, by brindled hound and rest ye, my good grey hawk And thee, my steed may graze thy fill for I must dismount and walk But come when you hear my horn and answer swift the call For I fear ere the sun will rise this morn ye will serve me best of all" And it's down to the water's brim he's born the rowan shield And the goldenrod he has cast in to see what the lake might yield And wet she rose from the lake, and fast and fleet went she One half the form of a maiden fair with a jet black mare's body And loud, long and shrill he blew til his steed was by his side High overhead the grey hawk flew and swiftly did he ride Saying "Course well, my brindled hound, and fetch me the jet black mare Stoop and strike, my good grey hawk, and bring me the maiden fair" She said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rowan shield For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field" And she stood in a gown of the velvet blue, bound round with a silver chain And she's kissed his pale lips once and twice and three times round again And she's bound his wounds with the goldenrod, full fast in her arms he lay And he has risen hale and sound with the sun high in the day She said "Ride with your brindled hound at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand There's none can harm the knight who's lain with the Witch of the Westmorland. "
I was at a Yes concert at Maple Leaf Gardens just a few blocks away from where this live album was being recorded. The Yes concert changed my life but if only I could have seen both because Stan’s show would have done the same. Feel lucky to have found his music years later and this incredible live version of this gem.
The proposal "I am proposing to myself" following move, for move, reflecting the unseen workings of the mind, and operating within the constraints of the game...
so like.....did he hallucinate phasing through the wall and actually bash his face into it or did he actually phase and just let the world know superpowers are real?
Ewan Macgregor can actually pass through solid objects at will. You didn't know this? He first manifested the power during the filming of Trainspotting and has been broadly known for it ever since. Didn't you hear about it?
My brother, Phil first pointed me to this song many years ago. On my first listen I was enthralled... A couple of years ago, as my brother lay dying in the hospital from cancer (I had gone to say my goodbyes that day), I sat waiting for the news the that he had passed. Late at night I called and there was a nurse who was sitting with him in his room. I asked "Can I play him a song?" She held the phone to his ear while I played this song for him. Afterward, that nurse asked me about it. We had a wonderful chat about the song, what t meant to Phil. It was one of the most powerful moments of my life. I miss you, Phil Thanks for showing me this song
Throughout the seventies until his death, he played many venues in Toronto Canada: Mariposa, The Groaning Board, Tranzac Club. I was supposed to see him the day he died.
I wish someone would make a music video with these scenes played out live action. If someone lives in California and wants to help, I think I could do it.
