Lowell Blues - « Mon doux, Tit-Jean...»

07:33, voix de Jack :
« Écris jamais rien que c'est que t'as pas vu toi-même, hein? [...] Écris de ce que t'as faite, de ce que t'as vu.  Mais c'est pas toujours à propos de toi-même. »

15:58 / 21:31, voix de Roger :
« Mon doux, tit-Jean, r'garde la grosse flotte qui va arriver [...]»
«Mon pauvre tit-Jean, si tu savais tout le trouble et toutes les larmes, et puis les pauvres voyages [...] pour la douleur, la grosse douleur impossible de cette vie où on se trouve condamné à la mort. Pourquoi? Pourquoi? Pourquoi? [...] For nothing, my boy, for nothing [...] »

Et tout du long, la Merrimack étincelante au nom sombre, le sax blues de Lee Konitz.

Lowell comme Noël, comme l'ami Brunelle.

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Lowell Blues: The Words of Jack Kerouac (2000) More at IMDbPro »

Lowell Blues remembers the place Jack Kerouac could not forget. By fusing visual history, language and jazz into a 30-minute film poem, Lowell Blues illuminates Kerouac's childhood holy land. Excerpts from Kerouac's novel, Dr. Sax, are read by: Gregory Corso, Johnny Depp, Carolyn Cassady, David Amram, Robert Creeley, and Joyce Johnson. Ferrini paints an illuminated landscape rich in mystery and possibility. Lowell Blues is a canvas in motion. A canvas made even more vivid by a haunting soundtrack by alto saxophonist Lee Konitz, drummer Jim Doherty and Boston's own "godfather of punk" Willie Alexander. The film interprets how place activates the writer's imagination, and how the writer's art reshapes his city with reverence and respect. Between the frames we recollect the life of a young writer exploring his origins - education, the Catholic church, birth and death. Kerouac's text speaks to the 1930s in which he grew up. By using both archival and contemporary footage, Lowell Blues melds modern experiences together with Kerouac's childhood to create a timeless sense of place. Lowell Blues, like Kerouac's writing, swirls word and image, music and movement into ethereal images of America's abundant, ever morphing, character. Lowell Blues remembers the city on the river where "memory and dream are intermixed in this mad universe." Written by Henry Ferrini