Actually, Zabriskie Point is named after a distant cousin among our ancestors. It’s also the name of the movie Michelangelo Antonioni made right after his classic “Blow-Up.” “Blow-Up” is the more interesting film, although after years of reflection, I finally figured out that what “Zabriskie Point” is all about is inter-generational disaffection and alienation, so, although it’s VERY period specific, it may be worth watching again.
There are three great staggering images in the film. One is when Mark Frechette, the male lead, drops in a local bar at the edge of Death Valley. The only other customer in the bar has this incredibly wrinkled, leather-like face and is smoking. Patti Page is singing “Tennessee Waltz” on the soundtrack. Another comes when Frechette steals a Piper Cub at a private airport and takes off to the strains of “Dark Star” by the Grateful Dead. The third comes when Daria Halprin, the female lead, blows up her sugar daddy’s desert mansion while Pink Floyd plays in the background and the house explodes in slow motion over and over again.
It’s been over 50 years since I’ve seen this picture, so maybe it’s time to look at it again.
“Oooo — Las Vegas!
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me —
Every time I see you, Crystal City
You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me!” — Gram Parsons
Re: your Diet Coke blog:
You put two ounces of Bacardi Light Rum in it and it DOESN’T make any DIFFERENCE!
Pour it into a glass, serve with a slice of lime and you can pretend you’re drinking Cuba Libres with Meyer, Santo and Desi Arnez!
Hi Jake, What an amazing opportunity for you! Thanks so much for sharing your journey. I am greatly enjoying your Blog.
Safe travels!
Actually, Zabriskie Point is named after a distant cousin among our ancestors. It’s also the name of the movie Michelangelo Antonioni made right after his classic “Blow-Up.” “Blow-Up” is the more interesting film, although after years of reflection, I finally figured out that what “Zabriskie Point” is all about is inter-generational disaffection and alienation, so, although it’s VERY period specific, it may be worth watching again.
There are three great staggering images in the film. One is when Mark Frechette, the male lead, drops in a local bar at the edge of Death Valley. The only other customer in the bar has this incredibly wrinkled, leather-like face and is smoking. Patti Page is singing “Tennessee Waltz” on the soundtrack. Another comes when Frechette steals a Piper Cub at a private airport and takes off to the strains of “Dark Star” by the Grateful Dead. The third comes when Daria Halprin, the female lead, blows up her sugar daddy’s desert mansion while Pink Floyd plays in the background and the house explodes in slow motion over and over again.
It’s been over 50 years since I’ve seen this picture, so maybe it’s time to look at it again.
“Oooo — Las Vegas!
Ain’t no place for a poor boy like me —
Every time I see you, Crystal City
You know you’re gonna make a wreck out of me!” — Gram Parsons
Diet Coke – Sicily, Italy
No fizz, flat, tasteless.
– Assessment supported by Tina
Disgusting
Bryce is my favorite of them all! Enjoying your travels ❤️
Thanks for sharing! Be safe and aware of your surroundings while you’re hiking!
Re: your Diet Coke blog:
You put two ounces of Bacardi Light Rum in it and it DOESN’T make any DIFFERENCE!
Pour it into a glass, serve with a slice of lime and you can pretend you’re drinking Cuba Libres with Meyer, Santo and Desi Arnez!