I was alive at the time, though too young to be conscious. I can remember my parents looking substantially like these characters. It’s a pleasure to see Alice Neel walking and moving around.
I met Ginsberg about 40 years ago, was still quite a gifted radical poet & silver tounged public speaker with a bit of a wicked wonderous twinkle in his eyes that was most endearing. "Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness"
Ginsberg was a disgusting pedophile and a member of NAMBLA who showed his support for NAMBLA in a 1994 documentary called Chicken Hawk: Men Who Love Boys.
Took me a long time to fully appreciate Jack. Seemed like he was very artistically ambitious, ie... creating a new poetic vision of consensus consciousness, referencing everything from traditional to fringe religion, ancient and experimental literature, Jazz vocabulary, outsider philosophy and hipster argot. He was also very self conscious and critical and his mission was fuelled by youthful exuberance which had faded by the time he was even published let alone recognised. Then came the sauce and the haunted decay and apocalyptic self doubt. He was also imperfect as are us all except me of course who plays it safe on every finger of every hand.
After the basic work of Kerouac , Burroughs and Ginsberg , this film is much more important than it looks . The films of Kesey's Acid Tests , and the taped ramblings of Neal round out the saga of these misfit visionaries .
Unh uh @peacenow42self absorbed is expecting our review to be read from the same device we view programs on. The me generation came after this. Now it's TiK Tok . The modern geist is founded on this the way conservativism was founded on letters about the French revolution
So much hate in the comments, which is wonderful. Squares, lol, gotta love em. As far as technique, if you don't think this man can freestyle, I don't think you can listen.
The Beats and later on the Hippies, were really quite desperate to present their frustration and dissatisfaction with conformity as deeply profound and significant - like it was the obvious way to be. They take over a social situation where a guest has been invited - then behave rudely, making the guest feel uncomfortable to the point that he leaves. Regardless of your societal point of view, that's just rude behavior, borne of drinking all day. That's it. Were they creative? Yes, of course.
@@lenilenape If you don't understand what he means by "innovation" then why don't you go back to your pathetic bourgeois life, with your worthless "middle america" narrow-minded reactionaries who are you & everyone around you.
@@duncangowans4036 Jami Cassady wrote me a couple thank you notes and we corresponded a bit after I bought some Tees from the Neal Cassady store! The family are true blue.
so good! thanks for putting up the whole thing...important to remember that this groovy stuff was born in the midst of institutional racism, sexism and the red-scare...a very fearful time in america... these guys had the courage to seek beauty and break the mold... the "great" america people try to "make again" wasn't so great...and it wasn't sustainable... kinda like...now. ...pray for us the beats!!!
Wanting to know more about Alice Neel brought me here. I imagine the depression and WWII among other experiences informed the formative years of most of the Beat Poets and generation. Hard times
Of the famous Beat Poets, only Ferlinghetti served in combat, and that in the Navy. Kerouac and Ginsberg, for example, served in the Merchant Marine toward the end of WWII. Burroughs enlisted but was declared unfit. Kurt Vonnegut, who was a contemporary, did serve in the war... and his work is substantially different in mentality from that of the Beats
You have to view this in the context of its time. Hollywood was making westerns. These guys were doing jazz, stream-of-consciousness, and Buddhism. Spontaneity and being in the moment were the thing.
As a Buddhist, I can tell you that the Beat Generation, with the exception of Allen Ginsberg, really didn't understand Buddhism in any significant way. I don't think anyone in the West did until the late 60s at earliest, after many westerners had a chance to study with actual monks in actual Buddhist lineages
Hey man looks like we're in this one together. It was watching this in class that made me finally pick it up. I've enjoyed just inhaling the book without taking too much time to absorb every detail but just getting the impression of everything as it goes by
I wonder what the Beats would have thought of late 70s New Wave, esp the deep cuts, such as the compilation album “No New York” and the band Throbbing Gristle.
Thanks for the upload - I've been interested in seeing that film for decades. I saw Allen Ginsburg live when he and Philip Glass performed their HYDROGEN JUKEBOX. Interesting to see here Alice Neal and Delphine Seyrig among the actors.
The beats were talented,gifted guys, but I think their Achilles heel was believing everything they said or wrote was profound. Like a lot of us wannabe creators really
Agreed. An artist has to be strict and deliberate in his work, but of course the piece itself should create the illusion of spontanity, whimsy and ease of creation, of a naturall process. The ease of nature mirrored in art if you will. He himself should be his greatest critic. If you start believing that anything you do is gold and a masterpiece you're lost. I'm not promoting humbleness here but rather extraordinary expectations and comparison to the great masters remmembered in history. Even Geothe felt Shaekspeare was above him.
@@0live0wire0 If you're done pronouncing what all Artists Must Do, take a load off and ease back. Ginsberg worshipped at the feet of Blake and Whitman, he loved to constantly talk about the masters, as he considered them, that he learned from. I'm not a fan of these guys particularly--Burroughs is my guy--but I don't see how you can just harrumph and wave your dismissive hand like you're the king butterfly of all. These people, more than any poet since Byron or Wordsworth, made people want to read poetry and become poets. They spawned a million--probably literally that many, if not more--avid, passionate readers and would-be poets, some of them good, some of them great. They influenced the American vernacular, they influenced music--Kerouac and Ginsberg are in a line that leads to Patti Smith, who in turn leads to...and so on. Beyond one's own reaction to their work if one has actually read it, just for this, for the passion and fire that they brought to the entire field of poetry, they deserve better than your glib scorn.
Daddy-o disdains the average man; he holds in contempt the ordinary life yet he couldn't buy himself a cup of tea . Daddy-o doesn't like girls too much either ....... gee whiz I wish these clowns could just accept that they are gay and get over this silliness.
they mustve coppied the earlier 50s film -the end 1953- but this film is still very unknown and underground but a good example of beatnik life back then which was essentially the first dole culture and counter culture in the western world basically while everyone was buying new homes built overnight and new cars with new accessories the beatniks went against it
Life's a drag man.A king size bust.With bargain basement,going out business,final days clearance sale of satin voiced purveyors f of that cryptic game of words some call poetry just roll your eyes into the back of your head an dig the vacum Ghengis khan while you ride your steed of steel Harley into a chartreuse putrid sunset . Amen daddy-o a major league amen . Loosely based and Ido mean very loosely based on the reigning fictional empress of coffee house/beat poetry Fillippa from the teen cult movie classic High Schoo lConfidetial . The dialogue alone as the tired cliche goes ls worth a king's ransom. I gotta get back on the clock . Its splitville for me cat and kittys
I'm here because I've been reading Nica's Dream: The Life and Legend of the Jazz Baroness by David Kastin and this movie was mentioned. Kastin explains Pull My Daisy as coming out of the Five Spot scene (where Monk did an extended gig) with David Amram arriving on the scene as a student. This was inspired by the Paris Theater premiere of Cassavete's film Shadows (where Mingus was approached to improvise to the film because Cassavetes was all about translating jazz improv to the screen and Mingus told Cassavetes he would need 6 months to write material LOL). Sahib Shihab did the dub on Larry Rivers sax playing and Anita Ellis was the singer. That's an Amram piece in the opening.
I attended a poetry reading, by Gregory Corso at Umass/ Boston, and even shared an elevator ride with him down to the lobby, afterwards, whereby he mischievously hit on a middle aged lady, just for fun. He really did have a magical way with words, in the reading. I can see why he became such an icon. But this film is so obnoxiously pretentious! Cringeworthy! Also happened to meet Robert Frank at an awards ceremony in NYC, towards the end of his life. Totally full of himself. Not a friendly guy at all, in person. Probably believes all the praise heaped upon him. That’s my two cents…
Never meet your heroes. When I see the opportunity to “friend” someone I’ve been into for decades on StalinBook, I’ve learned to run the other way. Experience.
I read Kerouac's books and other so-called "beat" novels in my adolescence, but could barely get through Desolation Angels in more recent years. All I can say about this non-movie full of disconnected words is, what the hell is it supposed to be?
The Bouwerie. You know. The navel. The omphalos for reflexive sprezzatura broken sense that was supposed to liberate beautiful young men from da rulez. A greasy walk-up with bad lighting. A noplace to get to. And they got there, and it wasn't as good as they hoped.
I did the same thing. A nice diversion from the great literary canon of standard works, but it never really moved beyond adolescence. Same thing with Ken Kesey. Just a reflection of privileged self-indulgence that most in society didn't enjoy.
I was alive at the time, though too young to be conscious. I can remember my parents looking substantially like these characters.
It’s a pleasure to see Alice Neel walking and moving around.
I met Ginsberg about 40 years ago, was still quite a gifted radical poet & silver tounged public speaker with a bit of a wicked wonderous twinkle in his eyes that was most endearing.
"Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness"
Ginsberg was a disgusting pedophile and a member of NAMBLA who showed his support for NAMBLA in a 1994 documentary called Chicken Hawk: Men Who Love Boys.
I love how kerouac opens this with "early morning in the universe". That statement alone paints a great picture.
Grazie per questa rara gemma.
Took me a long time to fully appreciate Jack. Seemed like he was very artistically ambitious, ie... creating a new poetic vision of consensus consciousness, referencing everything from traditional to fringe religion, ancient and experimental literature, Jazz vocabulary, outsider philosophy and hipster argot. He was also very self conscious and critical and his mission was fuelled by youthful exuberance which had faded by the time he was even published let alone recognised. Then came the sauce and the haunted decay and apocalyptic self doubt. He was also imperfect as are us all except me of course who plays it safe on every finger of every hand.
He punished himself for his partial homosexuality.
@rev.jimjonesandth… Can you prove that?
After the basic work of Kerouac , Burroughs and Ginsberg , this film is much more important than it looks . The films of Kesey's Acid Tests , and the taped ramblings of Neal round out the saga of these misfit visionaries .
Unh uh @peacenow42self absorbed is expecting our review to be read from the same device we view programs on. The me generation came after this. Now it's TiK Tok . The modern geist is founded on this the way conservativism was founded on letters about the French revolution
So much hate in the comments, which is wonderful. Squares, lol, gotta love em. As far as technique, if you don't think this man can freestyle, I don't think you can listen.
Is your sister holy?? Holy holy holy? Lol.
Government cocksuckers.
I thought this was beautiful, very inspiring. But then again I'm a beatnik.
Thank you
Ooh you know you're blitzed when you realize you've made it 19 minutes into this. Once again, just like them
I made it to 12 minutes then decided to wash my dishes
I made it 9 minutes. Then I had breakfast.
I saw this bytch twice!
I made it about 11 min, when Ginsberg scooched between the grannies, but then I finished the dishes and returned. It's interesting.
Thank you for shareing this rare film
Scorsese cited this film as a major influence when he was making Goodfellas.
That's interesting! Any source you can share?
I don't see the connection. At all. This is a Beat Take on The Symposium - minus the insight.
The Beats and later on the Hippies, were really quite desperate to present their frustration and dissatisfaction with conformity as deeply profound and significant - like it was the obvious way to be.
They take over a social situation where a guest has been invited - then behave rudely, making the guest feel uncomfortable to the point that he leaves.
Regardless of your societal point of view, that's just rude behavior, borne of drinking all day. That's it.
Were they creative? Yes, of course.
@@TheRasianinarration probably. One guy’s running commentary as the movie is rolling.
@@WhiteWolfBlackStar Got it. Thanks!
RIP Robert Frank who made many innovative pieces like this one.
Where is the innovation?
@@lenilenape If you don't understand what he means by "innovation" then why don't you go back to your pathetic bourgeois life, with your worthless "middle america" narrow-minded reactionaries who are you & everyone around you.
Carolyn Cassady's book, Off The Road is a fascinating account into the lives of the main characters associated with the Beat Generation.
I read that in 2012, sent her an email saying how much I enjoyed it, sent me a lovely reply back. Gracious lady.
@@duncangowans4036 Jami Cassady wrote me a couple thank you notes and we corresponded a bit after I bought some Tees from the Neal Cassady store! The family are true blue.
so good! thanks for putting up the whole thing...important to remember that this groovy stuff was born in the midst of institutional racism, sexism and the red-scare...a very fearful time in america... these guys had the courage to seek beauty and break the mold... the "great" america people try to "make again" wasn't so great...and it wasn't sustainable... kinda like...now.
...pray for us the beats!!!
And it has proven to be not positive for our society.
@@rev.jimjonesandthekool-aid4488 institutional racism and sexism are not positive for society indeed.
You don't understand what the maga movement is about, it goes right over your head.
You said it brother..
"And here comes old Mezz McGillicuddy" Love that line.
Thank you for posting this!!
Thanks for watching
Wanting to know more about Alice Neel brought me here. I imagine the depression and WWII among other experiences informed the formative years of most of the Beat Poets and generation. Hard times
Of the famous Beat Poets, only Ferlinghetti served in combat, and that in the Navy. Kerouac and Ginsberg, for example, served in the Merchant Marine toward the end of WWII. Burroughs enlisted but was declared unfit. Kurt Vonnegut, who was a contemporary, did serve in the war... and his work is substantially different in mentality from that of the Beats
You have to view this in the context of its time. Hollywood was making westerns. These guys were doing jazz, stream-of-consciousness, and Buddhism. Spontaneity and being in the moment were the thing.
As a Buddhist, I can tell you that the Beat Generation, with the exception of Allen Ginsberg, really didn't understand Buddhism in any significant way. I don't think anyone in the West did until the late 60s at earliest, after many westerners had a chance to study with actual monks in actual Buddhist lineages
Westerns were better
Ha ha what about Gary Snyder?
James Dean used to boil peyote with Ginsburg, If I recall correctly?
Brilliant.
Whatever. They can,t all be homeruns. Good to see them this young.
This is hilarious, thank you, i really enjoyed it. Very well fone and very entertaining.
Thanks for whatching
I see where Neal Cassady aquired his
"Knack-O'- the-Rap", hanging around Kerouac so much (sounds just like him) - lol.
Jack, you want Italian or Thousand Island with that word salad?
I just started to read On the Road.
Hey man looks like we're in this one together. It was watching this in class that made me finally pick it up. I've enjoyed just inhaling the book without taking too much time to absorb every detail but just getting the impression of everything as it goes by
Dharma Bums is great too!
Fun fact- This was the actress Beltiane's (Milo's wife) first film, and her next role would be the female lead in Last Year at Marienbad.
that IS fun! what a jump
Son vrai nom est Delphine Seyrig, l’une des plus grandes actrices françaises.
that's delphine seyrig, probably best known for playing jeanne dielman. she also played elizabeth bathory one time.
If you like this movie I also recommend you India Song directed by Marguerite Duras
Why is Delphine Seyrig billed as Beltiane?
Greatest film ev-ah!
Fun. Fly in amber. Many thanks!
It's a mood.
if you like this then check out - the end 1953- and adebar 1957 both similar yet more experimental and shadows 1959
I have and they both suck.
Apparently, this was Kerouac's favourite trick. He'd say to girls: "Pull my daisy" - and then fart.
grazie per averlo messo!
Prego!!
@@RedPill-experience love that spaghetti sauce, and this upload!
It reminds me of Puccini’s Boheme, especially act I. Did anyone find this similarity?
PS: Goodbye-ology is pure wit
If you can't just let it be, you're too uptight. 'Open your mind'😅
I wonder what the Beats would have thought of late 70s New Wave, esp the deep cuts, such as the compilation album “No New York” and the band Throbbing Gristle.
Well, now I can say I've seen it.
Did you notice the air pollution in that picture of the street it was all gray...
Leaded
⛽️
My first place I was so poor I just had a wicked
Chair...
Summer / out side
Winter / inside with a blanket.
Great share thanks blood
Kudos to the Italian translator for trying to make sense of Kerouac’s stream of consciousness.
Also, I thought he’d have more of an accent.
Just like his books!
Excellent......
No it isn't.
❤
This seems like a shorter version of "I Vitelloni" (1953) by Fellini.
Thanks for the upload - I've been interested in seeing that film for decades. I saw Allen Ginsburg live when he and Philip Glass performed their HYDROGEN JUKEBOX. Interesting to see here Alice Neal and Delphine Seyrig among the actors.
The beats were talented,gifted guys, but I think their Achilles heel was believing everything they said or wrote was profound. Like a lot of us wannabe creators really
Agreed. An artist has to be strict and deliberate in his work, but of course the piece itself should create the illusion of spontanity, whimsy and ease of creation, of a naturall process. The ease of nature mirrored in art if you will. He himself should be his greatest critic. If you start believing that anything you do is gold and a masterpiece you're lost. I'm not promoting humbleness here but rather extraordinary expectations and comparison to the great masters remmembered in history. Even Geothe felt Shaekspeare was above him.
@@0live0wire0 If you're done pronouncing what all Artists Must Do, take a load off and ease back. Ginsberg worshipped at the feet of Blake and Whitman, he loved to constantly talk about the masters, as he considered them, that he learned from. I'm not a fan of these guys particularly--Burroughs is my guy--but I don't see how you can just harrumph and wave your dismissive hand like you're the king butterfly of all. These people, more than any poet since Byron or Wordsworth, made people want to read poetry and become poets. They spawned a million--probably literally that many, if not more--avid, passionate readers and would-be poets, some of them good, some of them great. They influenced the American vernacular, they influenced music--Kerouac and Ginsberg are in a line that leads to Patti Smith, who in turn leads to...and so on. Beyond one's own reaction to their work if one has actually read it, just for this, for the passion and fire that they brought to the entire field of poetry, they deserve better than your glib scorn.
@@0live0wire0 tell me more about what an artist must do
@@seanocalaghan2225 he must do art
@@0live0wire0 must he but he must do it in a certain manner for it to be art must he
There is a much better version of this film posted elsewhere on YT.
BEATNIKS !
Just like Andy Griffith!
Burl Ives.
THE BEAT GOES ONANDONANDON....
Do you think this will help with jazz ride cymbol?
This was avant guard then
And then 10 years later we get Yoko Ono! 😆
Pull my finger
Daddy-o disdains the average man; he holds in contempt the ordinary life yet he couldn't buy himself a cup of tea . Daddy-o doesn't like girls too much either ....... gee whiz I wish these clowns could just accept that they are gay and get over this silliness.
"All them 'ologies'..."
they mustve coppied the earlier 50s film -the end 1953- but this film is still very unknown and underground but a good example of beatnik life back then which was essentially the first dole culture and counter culture in the western world basically while everyone was buying new homes built overnight and new cars with new accessories the beatniks went against it
I did a comment and the numbers didn't change...
Still
#113
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love it boys'1
❤️🎶👍😺🎶🙏❤️😎
anyone knows what a Sheriffiane dove is?
Life's a drag man.A king size bust.With bargain basement,going out business,final days clearance sale of satin voiced purveyors f of that cryptic game of words some call poetry just roll your eyes into the back of your head an dig the vacum Ghengis khan while you ride your steed of steel Harley into a chartreuse putrid sunset . Amen daddy-o a major league amen . Loosely based and Ido mean very loosely based on the reigning fictional empress of coffee house/beat poetry Fillippa from the teen cult movie classic High Schoo lConfidetial . The dialogue alone as the tired cliche goes ls worth a king's ransom. I gotta get back on the clock . Its splitville for me cat and kittys
You're a real hep-cat dude! Nelson Allgren!
For a moment, I thought this was the beat poem from "High School Confidential!" (my favorite '50's teen flick.) Regardless...I dig it, daddy-o.
Robert Frank
Alice *Neel (1900-1984)
Baseball is Holey !!! At foam and bedarwelled windows
Secret scatalogical thought
Well, it was.
Artaud influence!
Nearly indistinguishable from "Drinking Out of Cups" (2006)
Doe anyone know if Larry Rivers (Milo) was in the band that played the score?
I'm here because I've been reading Nica's Dream: The Life and Legend of the Jazz Baroness by David Kastin and this movie was mentioned. Kastin explains Pull My Daisy as coming out of the Five Spot scene (where Monk did an extended gig) with David Amram arriving on the scene as a student. This was inspired by the Paris Theater premiere of Cassavete's film Shadows (where Mingus was approached to improvise to the film because Cassavetes was all about translating jazz improv to the screen and Mingus told Cassavetes he would need 6 months to write material LOL). Sahib Shihab did the dub on Larry Rivers sax playing and Anita Ellis was the singer. That's an Amram piece in the opening.
Larry Rivers was a jazz saxophonist, but the sax music here is overdubbed by someone else.
i hear the ghost of lenny bruce
I must be missing something. This weird.
RIP Alfred Leslie
Desolation Angels!!!
I going into the Kindness. LAMB in cities
He sort of stopped sounding like Jack Kerouac....and got too caught up in imitating Lenny Bruce.
Crazy Man! get me another crate of bourbon 'cos we'll all be dead in ten years! Years! Years! Years!
When it was Benzadrine instead of Adderall
Wow I thought the child with the cereal was Corso for a moment.
I think it's Robert Frank's son, Pablo, who sadly committed suicide at a young age.
Scatalogical?...yep thats me
Hey they're showing a new way to be! These are the first me. Codependent shut ins and dissidents!
Oh this takes place on one of those universal mornings? 🙄
Porco il Clero arriva il Vescovooooooooooooo!
I attended a poetry reading, by Gregory Corso at Umass/ Boston, and even shared an elevator ride with him down to the lobby, afterwards, whereby he mischievously hit on a middle aged lady, just for fun.
He really did have a magical way with words, in the reading. I can see why he became such an icon.
But this film is so obnoxiously pretentious! Cringeworthy! Also happened to meet Robert Frank at an awards ceremony in NYC, towards the end of his life. Totally full of himself.
Not a friendly guy at all, in person. Probably believes all the praise heaped upon him.
That’s my two cents…
Never meet your heroes. When I see the opportunity to “friend” someone I’ve been into for decades on StalinBook, I’ve learned to run the other way. Experience.
Was this made in a foreign country and then the narrate is the closed caption guy???
#114
Closed caption in French...
Merci becoup.
ummm, is this good?
😱😱😱😨😵😵
1959 Chinese invasion Tibet.... 63 years 😔
smoking weed in '59 haha
Ain't no body got time for this shit!
Yee haw.
Speed freaks
the railroad guy 's voice and manner of speaking very similar to Bukowski........
Kitchen sink drama
good title they could have used !
Kerouac would be a drunken mess 10 years after this. Too bad.
Legends, but the movie is boring.
2:51
This didn't age well
A very long tic toc of its day, no more or less meaningful than the most recent 15 viral dance,
7:41
The Mise En Scene.......might have been ignored........( Ghetto Tenements NYCity )..........
gibberish of some type, thanks for the video
I read Kerouac's books and other so-called "beat" novels in my adolescence, but could barely get through Desolation Angels in more recent years. All I can say about this non-movie full of disconnected words is, what the hell is it supposed to be?
The Bouwerie. You know. The navel. The omphalos for reflexive sprezzatura broken sense that was supposed to liberate beautiful young men from da rulez. A greasy walk-up with bad lighting. A noplace to get to. And they got there, and it wasn't as good as they hoped.
Not for ppl like you :)
An inquiry into the nature of holiness.
I did the same thing. A nice diversion from the great literary canon of standard works, but it never really moved beyond adolescence. Same thing with Ken Kesey. Just a reflection of privileged self-indulgence that most in society didn't enjoy.
Unfortunately vein and selfpossed,.
Pretentious waste of time or Genius?
Boring slow intro