Moustacheudødelighed

(fra Guardian-artikel)

"Experts who exhumed the body of Salvador Dalí to collect samples for use in a paternity claim have revealed that the enigmatic artist’s trademark moustache still graces his face almost three decades after he died.
Narcís Bardalet, the embalmer who tended Dalí’s body after his death in 1989 and helped with the exhumation on Thursday night, said he had been delighted to see the surrealist’s best-known feature once again.
“His moustache is still intact, [like clock hands at] 10 past 10, just as he liked it. It’s a miracle,” he told the Catalan radio station RAC1.
Dalí is buried in a crypt beneath the museum he designed for himself in his home town of Figueres, Catalonia.
His remains were disinterred to help settle a long-running paternity claim from a 61-year-old fortune-teller who insists she is his only child.
Bardalet described the moment he had laid eyes on Dalí. “His face was covered with a silk handkerchief – a magnificent handkerchief,” he told RAC1.
“When it was removed, I was delighted to see his moustache was intact … I was quite moved. You could also see his hair.”
He said Dali’s body resembled “a mummy; it was like wood”, adding that it was so hard that experts had to use an electric saw rather than a scalpel to collect bone samples.
Bardalet predicted Dalí’s body would last a good while longer. “The moustache is still there and will be for centuries,” he said."

Anti-duchampisten Trump

- fra artikel i Washington Post om Trumps ansættelsesæstetik:

"Trump’s closest aides have come to accept that he is likely to rule out candidates if they are not attractive or not do not match his image of the type of person who should hold a certain job.
“That’s the language he speaks. He’s very aesthetic,” said one person familiar with the transition team’s internal deliberations who spoke on the condition of anonymity. “You can come with somebody who is very much qualified for the job, but if they don’t look the part, they’re not going anywhere.”

 

John R. Bolton, former U.S. ambassador to the United Nations, at the elevator at Trump Tower on Dec. 2 (Justin Lane/Bloomberg News)

Several of Trump’s associates said they thought that John R. Bolton’s brush-like mustache was one of the factors that handicapped the bombastic former United Nations ambassador in the sweepstakes for secretary of state.
“Donald was not going to like that mustache,” said one associate, who spoke on the condition of anonymity to speak frankly. “I can’t think of anyone that’s really close to Donald that has a beard that he likes.”
Trump was drawn to Tillerson and 2012 GOP nominee Mitt Romney for secretary of state because of their presence and the way they command a room when they walk in."

Alle digte om/med overskæg er gode og vigtige

som nu i særdeleshed dette, fra Nicolaj Stochholms digtsamling med den geniale, allerede blog-roste titel Titlen i paradis, der udkommer i dag, og digteren sover ikke:

charles bronson

alene jeg er vågnet med dit navn
på min overlæbe en permanent
skygge der diskuterer alle dine
afslag på mig selv som uskyldig
sammen med digtet igen der
forhindrer mig i at udtrykke
mit inderste ufrivillige ønske
en orange stribe lys slår ind
mellem søens skove af vokaler
jeg kravler på indersiden med
en løkke af antikveret trækpapir
omkring min hals en klokke
af læderede landskaber og tre
stærke ord bortført af drømmen



- her har digteren selv plantet sig et moustache

Ugens overskægsanalyse

(fra yndlings-B/C/D-filmanalytikere Jacob Lillemose & Karsten Wind Meyhoffs lille, patos-tætte Space Poetry-bog En engel af sten. Charles Bronsons vision:

"Bronsons forankring i en arbejderkultur udtrykkes på legendarisk vis i hans overskæg. Film efter film insisterer Bronson på dette overskæg. I alle varianter fremstår overskægget som en del af den fysiske signatur. det er overskæg, man husker. Et overskæg, hvsi prægnans kun kan sammenlignes med Jack Nicholsons øjenbryn og James Coburns smil. Ingen anden skuespiller har i filmhistorien vist en så overlegen parade af dette det mest maskuline skæg som Bronson. Kun skuespillere som Burt Reynolds og Tom Selleck kommer tæt på. Det er antitesen til Clark Gables feminine og velplejede overskæg. Bronsons overskæg har ikke en særlig tæt masse og er ofte forbavsende sjusket. Adskilt i to dele på midten som et kattedyrs knurhår er der noget primitivt over det. Noget tilfældigt. Det vokser indefra, dybt indefra, og er ikke modtagelig for pleje. Det er et emblem på en manglende forfængelighed, men også en aseksuel gestus i modsætning til Reynolds og Selleck, der bærer deres prægtige overlæber som markører for virilitet og seksuel styrke. Bronsons skæg er en markør for identitet. Han svarer som Gud i tornebusken: "Jeg er den, jeg er.""

Blegmoustache

Jeg lever mig med lethed ind i Matt Damons moustache i Coen-brødrenes True Grit på skærmen lige nu:


- mens fx Salvador Dalis overskæg er mig ret totalt fremmed, men sikke jeg glæder mig ved det:

Ikke flere uskyldige overskæg

I was having a conversation with somebody a while back about mustaches. Do you realize we're now at the first point in history where a mustache isnt't completely sincere? In other eras, a man's mustache used to be without question. Now there's all sorts of subtext. Levels. Implications. Baggage. I think that, maybe, that applies across the board.

- interview med Beck i Rolling Stone