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From: Keith DeWeese x422 <kpd000@dns.colum.edu>
Date: Thu, 10 Nov 1994 10:07:25 -0600 (CST)
Subject: More: \ X U
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"[...feather on the breath of God...]," an association with Hildegaard von Bingen. I believe this woman who is dancing is always dancing with preternatural beings, hence her surprise by, but not fear of, the malicious, red-shoed tricksie. And though I know the feathered adornment atop the trickster's head is a representation of some small, black bird, I like toying with the idea that the woman is the Black Swan of the lake. The burned and bandaged hands are part of a ruse, of course, but, perhaps, her fingers came too close to the devil's fork, from which red slippers once dangled--an old French folktale, "The Old Maid's Red Slippers," comes to mind. Also, Karen, of Andersen's story, snatches her ragged, red shoes from the stove. I have memory of this, from an early December 1993 telephone interview session: when asked, "What inspired the song and your film?" Kate answered, "The story I know is about a young woman who wears magic, red slippers each night and goes off dancing with the fairies until she's exhausted." I'm intrigued by this answer because it does not recall the plot of Andersen's tale but does recall the story collected by the Grimms, "The Dancing Princesses," I believe, and the British folktale of Kate Crackernuts or Crackercorn. Seemingly, too, the woman tricked is compelled to journey to not just one but, at least, three underworlds by agents of increasing power and spiritual dominion. The coniving diva is something of a dwindled entity, perhaps a fallen angel of one of the lower orders. She is rather like the doppelganger of Dante's Virgil leading the woman to the snowy, frozen, innermost point of the Inferno. I might conjecture, too, that Lily, as an extension of the Mary concept, is seated in Purgatory, a place of weeping but not inescapable. Lily is motherly, she is enthroned, she is in blue, she is first seen through a veil of water-like substance (Mary, meri, mer-). She knows there is suffering, yet certain prayers will deliver the woman from eternal damnation. Then, oddly, the most harrowing excursion...into "Moments of Pleasure." The woman is known to cherish family and friends, so imagine the horror of never or barely touching them again, seeing them float just outside of reach, Tantalus's reach for sure, in desolation, in a snow storm, without anchor. Then a sobering slap, a crash to a field of snow spread over by her heart. Seems rather like a season in Hell to me. \ X U is personal and catholic at once. The woman's race to snatch back her symbols leads her to the Elysian Fields for a time. There, once she has recovered her three golden apples, she is fortified. But it is not only her strength that defeats the wicked one: she stuns her enemy against a wall of running, purifying water. I do believe that Lily-Mary takes care of the rest. Like so many baroque and renaissance paintings of mixed-metaphysical and mixed-cultural elements, Kate does a very good job of depicting "where Hell and Heaven dance." I like knowing that she is "quite a happy little soul." I have neglected Kemp's character in the film. Next time. Thanks for reading. Keith