I killed t once provoked suc quiet as if, e afternoon ,  t of ttered its foamy peripant cinema organs.

    Id never get used to California. After till ted visitor. ly I ed, I still couldnt , I still tingled ation, still al t somet happen.

    Call me t Abroad.

    All take t of London but you cant take London out of tic but s;petrolquot;, and so on. I dont intend to go native, Im not al of a foggy, t is only good for er-colourists to to ap it, Light was made Flesh.

    I am a student of Lig is, of cinema.  I clapped my eyes on t y no, I t Id glimpsed the holy Grail.

    And no  everyday to meet a legend. A living legend, op like a forlorn seabird.

    I  iated since I left t brougerminated. I s oyota truck t, some time ago, ter days. traransportation for a legend. But I kne of me, and I needed a little time along ryst began. I climbed out of t close to the precipice.

    tittered like an audience ure.

    t time I sa not t even Botticellis prime 36B cup blonde ever came in on tire European mytannia never ruled and t to no myt trangest eyes, lenses on stalks t go flicker, flicker, and give you truty-four times a second. torsos luminesce in every sec ance, no dimensionality. Beings from a iful -- but alien.

    Aliens ed myself in LA, but also due to te. y in an apartment over a Ne ion freak Id met at a mucage of studentimacy of tual runs in Barcelona. Noesy of tress from doairs, imate terms, and alking about aliens.  most of t on treets ing  t.

    ested y quotient sufficiently and s I guessed from  too sure about me. t sayed out of t my  scried to manifest y as eous if curiously impersonal embraces. Noing into leat soon be time to move?

    It must be t t sends t  Pacific, t t, illed, becomes t Umbrae, t Art of Lig it, inkered erns four centuries ago in th.

    And from t Got of t t brougo top -- a long-dead teutonic illusionist ;dark genius of t;, tor ;t touc;, t neglected giant etc. etc. etc.

    But stay, you may ask, ter  ouc of a quest?

    A cliff-top  t of whose legend was she was his widow.

    imate  (silent movies) scic co Viennese tenor for a season of kitscurned o an icon after  up marital sirely, and y of one appreciating, if someedly, tinence. Sher.

    If you are a true buff, you kno itles in talogues survive from  UFA, plus a cills.

    My correspondence , conducted tation. Id been unned and, ing my t Mann, my hobby, my obsession.

    But you must understand t I ing out of pure nerves. For sar of Stars, no less, test of time magazine t;Spirit of t; s cover for time, ory and a illa on t time s inexorable peroxide. And  invited me, me! to call for a c, a drink, at tini-time, t it aing night?

    Only surely s tation of exciting times. S ;living national treasurequot;. Decade after ageless decade, movie after movie, quot;test star in ;. t ric, ty to reveal otain touc t made ural for film noir in ties. Otraordinary durability of inually incarnated afresime due to some occult operation of t Art of Light and Shade.

    One odd t  (s;leading playerquot; up till t toucer o t cutting room in the sky.

    t of jasmine bloed breat my briefcase: notebook, recorder, tapes. I c tained tape. I , briefcase in o summon ts to stride up to e.

    It e  of zinc be squiggles so you couldnt see to ring te creaked open of its oo let me in and to being, definitive clang. So there I was.

    A plane broke t sealed up again be. Inside t . Nobody came to meet me.

    A flig stone steps led up to a pool surrounded by clumps of s-smelling ree or te summer leaves on scummy er and,  , I started to sell you  untended pool, in  of algae, along y gin bottle.

    On terrace, a couple of rusty, omeria, to be erected for his bride.

    t ere cube of pure glass, it exed try of transparency at its most severe. Yet, just at t moment, it took all t of tting sun into itself and flas glittering lounge gaped open to admit me, and only me, but I t,  stick around on terrace for a  looks like not Sno t to me.

    No sound but tant bass of two; pines, her.

    So I ed. And ed. And I found myself

    of jasmine reminded me of, in order to take my mind off  Boulevard, of course. And I kne t even I nor my blessed mot, o so muche floor.

    I ed until I found myself groient.  of Cinema? Burn a little offering of popcorn and old fan magazines? Offer a libation of Jeyes Fluid mixed h Kia Ora orange?

    I found myself vengefully asserting t I kne  per). I kne tting-room floor. I talked to t bely after conceiving ies, retired bank clerk, prisoner of  Englis terness. Broug Frau Mannress. ill. Ko car of Mann. Frau von Mannim of tterness at t, eit asil old me sress of a fairly nasty Nazi. t better.

    Id actually got to meet tired office cleaner and full-time lusoarlet; lack of exposure terminated erminated  o ment. Sill . God, sed ten bucks off me  grace of ual custom. I couldnt t remember.

    Anyer Id donated ten bucks and packed up my tape recorder, s sarted to rummage around amongst tes -- ency ly furnisipped and slitin dancing slippers, old s, artificial flo of triumpograph.

    Not as out-of-date porn. It fully posed spanking pic. I kne, pale, malleable face, tace of tockings;  ted a long-line leats. o smack ty, surned upon toote pretty, in a spit-curled ig and t it  add muco tory of film.

    Foresig Germany in good time, but arted over in  ttom (forgive tendre). , ant art director, assistant director, director.

    terpiece of Manns on. Laug bulk so pools of scalding lig of greater or lesser s monster of t, black  try to give you a sense of t; instead, Paracelsus looks as if it  roped world, of chronic, cramped unfreedom.

    t of Cinema cameos in Paracelsus as tic goddess of ed ,  time and eventually o s only ing above suggestive sive, indeed; from  of ed by aficionados of t of  s knockers in t sernum to tant director believed tter. quot;Furry as a spider,quot; erised ;And just as damn let; Id smuggled a  of Jack Daniels into ric ake a snake-bite kit to terview.

    Paracelsus o say, one of test box-office disasters in tory of t,  eitcopcop  intervieo perpetrate a  as twins, a good girl in a blonde wig and a bad girl in a black one, from wruly miraculous.

    Sly after torious stinker o universal jeers, ar is Born bit, alt into t into t one over t now disposes of her glassware.

    As for t, sor, o tle, a very little plastic surgery, and, t year,  time on soppable, tragedy  widows veil, giving aine.

    o keep s ing.

    In my nervous ennui, I cast my eyes round and round terrace until I came upon sometrange in t earth of a flowerbed.

    Moist, tered, t by   I could , impressed on te outside Graumanns Cre, , unless tiger lilies left it, of a large, clawed paw.

    Did you kno. But tric feline t noomeria aken aback to see me as I o bump into ilted o one side, opened  movement of Beet bloed me arse over tip off to  say it o see eet.

    quot;A to be gummed to deat; said a cracked, ;Go fetc;