El Greco is a 1966 Italian drama film and movie biography of the master painter El Greco directed by Luciano Salce and starring Mel Ferrer and Rosanna Schiaffino.
Can Darkness Win Light?
El Greco: You once reached out for God, and your fingers closed on emptiness ; and you didn't learn. How can God speak to you when instead of loving you burn, ruin and spread hatred all around?::El Greco: Now, of course, my turn has come - but you can't burn me... and I'll tell you why :::El Greco: Because I've been burning all my life, my entire life ; not in the fire, in the light. I threw myself into the blaze of it.::El Greco: You light fires because you're afraid to burn. You are afraid of the light and this is why I pity you, my old friend, Niño de Guevara.::El Greco: Because you aren't wrong to be afraid, but every flame you light drives you deeper into the darkness and no matter how many people you burn, you will never escape it.::El Greco: Can the darkness condemn the light?
Can Darkness Win Light?
El Greco: You once reached out for God, and your fingers closed on emptiness ; and you didn't learn. How can God speak to you when instead of loving you burn, ruin and spread hatred all around?::El Greco: Now, of course, my turn has come - but you can't burn me... and I'll tell you why :::El Greco: Because I've been burning all my life, my entire life ; not in the fire, in the light. I threw myself into the blaze of it.::El Greco: You light fires because you're afraid to burn. You are afraid of the light and this is why I pity you, my old friend, Niño de Guevara.::El Greco: Because you aren't wrong to be afraid, but every flame you light drives you deeper into the darkness and no matter how many people you burn, you will never escape it.::El Greco: Can the darkness condemn the light?
Plot
Peter Sellers stars as Harold Fine, a self-described square--a 35-year-old Los Angeles Lawyer who is not looking forward to middle age and his upcoming wedding. His life changes, however, when he falls in love with Nancy, a free-spirited, innocent, and beautiful young hippie. After Harold and his family enjoy some of her "groovy" brownies, he decides to "drop out" with her and become a hippie too. But can he return to his old life when he discovers that the hippie lifestyle is just a little too independent and irresponsible for his tastes?
Keywords: 1960s, auto-repair, bathtub, broken-engagement, brother-brother-relationship, cannabis, car-accident, cemetery, drugs, fantasy-girl
The saga of Harold...from dedicated lawyer to dedicated dropout.
Harold Fine: I'm trying to stop trying, guru.
Harold Fine: Mondo Teeth. What a concept. Teeth, teeth, and yet, more teeth!
Harold: I've got pot, I've got acid, I've got LSD cubes, I've got... I've got this thing here... I'm probably the hippest guy around here. I'm so hip, it hurts!
Mrs. Fine: Lose some weight!::Crying hippie: But all I eat is grass and acid.
Guru: [Walking on beach] Do you know youself?::Harold Fine: I'm trying to know myself.::Guru: You will know yourself when you stop trying.::Harold Fine: I'm trying to stop trying.
The Man...The Age...Both on Fire...Now on Film!
The Lavish Courts of Spain...The Savage Torture of the Inquisition...The Treachery of Love...All Storming Across the Canvas of the Man Called El Greco
Plot
A greedy but successful professional gambler wants to join the British Establishment when he falls in love with a blue-blooded lady. But first he must mend his ways and then dump his nightclub singer girl friend. She's not so easy to get rid of, neither is his past.
Keywords: 21-year-old, 21st-birthday, alcoholic, alcoholic-drink, bad-temper, betting-on-a-horse, birthday, birthday-cake, bookkeeper, bounced-check
Plot
While casing a bank he intends to rob, tough-gangster Leo discovers that Antonio, a meek, mild clerk in the bank is his exact double. Leo kidnaps Antonio and robs the bank. making certain there are plenty of witnesses to testify that Antonio was the bank robber. But Leo hadn't accounted for the involvement of Antonio's wife, Dorothy.
Keywords: 1940s, alibi, bandit, bank-clerk, bank-robbery, based-on-play, cigarette-smoking, confusion, deception, double
I'm black on blacker velvet,
Milk skin and veins,
Like some El Greco painting,
So full of pain.
So full of longing for light of day.
I thought I knew who I was in the world.
But here I am twice blind at being born,
Crawling to my buried voice, within.
And I've forgotten who I used to be.
And I've forgotten the woman in red,
Living her dream.
And I've forgotten the courage I used to be.
Happiness is overrated,
It never lasts.
Skating the surface of oceanic depths.
Oh may the fruit of my life be meaning.
So please forgive me all my seriousness,
My so-called spirituality,
I'm just a mess.
I'm tears and anxiety,
But I'm unafraid to See.
And I've forgotten who I used to be,
The leader in her glory shining, divining.
And I've forgotten, the courage I used to be,
The middle passage is so damned humbling, persona crumbling,
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know,
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try.
Like some El Greco painting,
No sun or sky.
No lantern, no candle needed to light,
The holy radiance behind the eyes.
And I've forgotten who I used to be.
And I've forgotten the woman in red, living her dream.
And I've forgotten the courage I used to be.