Salomé, the Animated Movie

Here is the famous classic play, written by Oscar Wilde, adapted and performed by the Late Night Stage Fright Company, starring Lisa Lomé, Hard Boiled Harry, the DumDum Blonde,...

No talking about Jews, Iokanaan or Herodes here. No, it's all about the Mobsters, the Godfather, Hell's Angels and Hard Boiled Harry!

She's as beautiful as a woman rising from a tomb... She is like a dead woman... One might fancy she was looking for dead things.

She is like a woman who is dead... She moves very slowly... Did you hear that? Was that a shot?

The Mobsters are disputing about... something. Why do they always dispute about... something?

I cannot tell... Some of them say that there are Hell's Angels among us...and others say that Hell's Angels do not exist.

I think it is ridiculous to dispute about such things...But look how beautiful Salomé is tonight...

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The Godfather has a sombre aspect... He seems to be looking at something... or someone... At whom is he looking?

Is that his Mistress!?...She who wears a cross on her breast?...Pearls in her ears? And whose hair is powdered with golden dust?

Yes, that's her. I love gold.

I love this wine, that is as red as blood. I think the Godfathers too must be very fond of wine. Twice in the year you may sacrifice to them young men and beautiful girls... Say, fifty young men and a hundred beautiful girls.... But I am afraid that you can never give them quite enough... for they stay very harsh.

In my hometown there are no Godfathers left. The cops have driven them out... There are some who say that they have hidden themselves in the mountains, but I do not believe this... Three nights I have been on the mountains seeking them everywhere... I did not find them... And at last I called them by their names and they did not come. I think the Godfathers of my home town are dead.

Some of them mobsters worship a Godfather that one cannot see. I cannot understand that. Hard Boiled Harry, for instance... In fact, he only seems to believe in things that one cannot see. I've heard these guys have captured him, and that they have hidden him somewhere, and that we will meet and greet him... maybe tonight!... Oh, if that could be true...

HARD BOILED HARRY: Don't look at me!... Our Godfather has forbidden anyone to see me!... Something terrible might happen if you look into my Evil Eye!

SALOME: You are terrible, indeed. And it is your Evil Eye above all that is terrible. It's like a black hole burned by torches in a tapestry... It's like a black cavern where the dragons live. It's like a black lake troubled by fantastic moons. And how thin you are!... Like an ivory statue... You are like a moonbeam, like a shaft of silver.... Your flesh must be very cold...

HARD BOILED HARRY: Don't look at me with your bloodshot eyes under your gilded eyelids. I do not desire to know you. Be gone. It is not to you that I will speak. Go back to where you belong. Don't come near me. Something terrible might happen.

TO BE CONTINUED!