“I’ve prepared a PowerPoint presentation that will cover the basics of what I wish to discuss with you,” Lucifer begins, opening up the ThinkPad. “Stop,” Billy says. “PowerPoint?” “It’s my preferred medium,” says Lucifer. “No,” Billy says. “Just no. You want to talk? We can talk. But I’m hungover, I’m annoyed, I’m still kind of losing my shit, I’m not watching a freaking PowerPoint presentation.” “PowerPoint is actually quite unfairly maligned,” Lucifer says.
Lucifer, official trailer for the forthcoming series in 2016, from FOX
The Devil has come to Los Angeles…
Based upon the characters created by Neil Gaiman, Sam Kieth and Mike Dringenberg for DC Entertainment’s Vertigo imprint, LUCIFER is the story of the original fallen angel. Bored and unhappy as the Lord of Hell, LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR (Tom Ellis, “Merlin”) has abandoned his throne and retired to L.A., where he owns Lux, an upscale nightclub.
Charming, charismatic and devilishly handsome, Lucifer is enjoying his retirement, indulging in a few of his favorite things – wine, women and song – when a beautiful pop star is brutally murdered outside of Lux. For the first time in roughly 10 billion years, he feels something awaken deep within him as a result of this murder. Compassion? Sympathy? The very thought disturbs him – as well as his best friend and confidante, MAZIKEEN aka MAZE (Lesley-Ann Brandt, “The Librarians”), a fierce demon in the form of a beautiful young woman.
The murder attracts the attention of LAPD homicide detective CHLOE DANCER (Lauren German, “Chicago Fire”), who initially is dismissive of Lucifer. But she becomes intrigued by his talent for drawing out people’s secrets and his desire to dispense justice, doling out punishment to those who deserve it. As they work together to solve the pop star’s murder, Lucifer is struck by Chloe’s inherent goodness. Accustomed to dealing with the absolute worst of humanity, Lucifer is intrigued by Chloe’s apparent purity and begins to wonder if there’s hope for his own soul yet.
At the same time, God’s emissary, the angel AMENADIEL (DB Woodside, “Suits,” “24”), has been sent to Los Angeles to convince Lucifer to return to the underworld…can the Devil incarnate be tempted toward the side of Good, or will his original calling pull him back toward Evil?
Meyrink’s Walpurgisnacht is set in the castle district (Hradschin) of Prague during World War I. The aristocratic inhabitants of the district don’t view themselves as residents of Prague, and they are oblivious to the brewing civil unrest and the obsolescence of the Austrian political order. To this setting, add an apocalyptic occultist sensibility, according to which an ancestor possesses her descendent through the medium of a painted portrait, the one-eyed Hussite general Jan Žižka returns from the grave, and Lucifer visits the dreams of a retired court physician.
The narrative is impressionistic and mysterious, full of portents and wry observations. The flavor of the novel reminded me a lot of Moorcock’s Brothel in Rosenstrasse, which is set in the same part of the world during a previous war, with similar social myopias afflicting the characters, as well as twinning the themes of decadence and senescence. Walpurgisnacht has elements of the supernatural missing from the Moorcock book, though. Lucifer’s soliloquy in Chapter Seven is a piece of theological insight on a par with the similar exposition of Janicot in Cabell’s The High Place, but it goes further, in providing a glimpse of important magical doctrine.
The technique of aweysha, or magical domination of the personality, is important to the plot of the novel, but one of its fascinating features is the ambivalence of agency in such occult transactions. To what extent are those manipulating others themselves psychic puppets? The occult conundrum meshes perfectly with the moribund persistence of social custom and the horrors of violent revolution. [via]
Behemoth video “Lucifer” from the album “Evangelion”. Directed by Grupa 13
“Jam ciemny jest wśród wichrów płomień boży,
lecący z jękiem w dal — jak głuchy dzwon północy —
ja w mrokach gór zapalam czerwień zorzy
iskrą mych bólów, gwiazdą mej bezmocy.
Ja komet król — a duch się we mnie wichrzy
jak pył pustyni w zwiewną piramidę —
ja piorun burz — a od grobowca cichszy
mogił swych kryję trupiość i ochydę.
Ja — otchłań tęcz — a płakałbym nad sobą
jak zimny wiatr na zwiędłych stawu trzcinach —
jam błysk wulkanów — a w błotnych nizinach
idę, jak pogrzeb, z nudą i żałobą.
Na harfach morze gra — kłębi się rajów pożoga —
i słońce — mój wróg słońce! wzchodzi wielbiąc Boga.”
“Lucifer” — Tadeusz Miciński
“I, the dark one, god’s flame among the gales,
flying away moaning, like a hollow bell of the north.
I ignite the red dawn in the gloom of mountains
with a spark of my pains and star of my impotence
I, the king of comets, but still my spirit is unsteady,
like desert’s dust shaping an aerial pyramid.
I’m the storm’s thunder, but quieter then a tomb
I hide my graves hideous and cadaverous
I, the abyss of rainbows, but still I mourn for myself
like ice cold wind between a pond’s withered canes.
I glow of volcanoes, but I go through muddy plains
I walk, like a funeral, with boredom and mourning
The sea is playing harps; it billows the heaven’s fire
and sun, my enemy sun! It rises hailing god.”
You may be interested in Vondel’s Lucifer, a newly released text over at the Project Gutenberg. This is an English translation of a work by Dutch poet Joost van den Vondel, which was originally published 13 years before Milton’s Paradise Lost.
“I see the golden leaves, all laden with
Ethereal pearls, the sparkling silvery dew.
What sweet perfume exhale those radiant leaves
Of tint unfading! How alluring glows
That pleasant fruit with crimson and with gold!
‘Twere pity to pollute it with the hands.
The eye doth tempt the mouth. Who would not lust
For earthly luxury! He loathes our day
And food celestial, who the fruit may pluck
Of Earth. One would for Adam’s garden curse
Our Paradise. The bliss of Angels fades
In that of man.”
“Lucifer is not the story ‘of man’s first disobedience,’ though this is the outcome of the catastrophe. It is the drama of the fall of the angels. Yet man is the one subject of contention. Our first parents are, therefore, kept in the logical background of cause and effect. The creation of Adam, his bliss and his growing eminence, were the prime cause of the angelic conspiracy. The two-fold effect of the revolt was to the rebellious angels loss of Heaven, and to Adam loss of Eden.
Vondel, moreover, follows the doctrines of certain theologians that Christ would have become man even had Adam not sinned. Like Milton, he measures the scene of his heroic action with ‘the endless radius of infinitude,’ and by the artful use of terrestrial analogies conveys to the reader that idea of incomprehensible vastness that the transcendent nature of the subject demands. Vondel is, indeed, even more vague; the drama not giving opportunity for detailed description. Both are a wonderful contrast to the minute visual exactness of Dante.
The attempt to reconcile the spiritual qualities of the divine world with the physical properties of this, necessarily introduces some unavoidable incongruities. How can a material conception of the immaterial be given save through the symbols of the real! How else can the unknown be ascertained save through the equation of the known! How else, save by visual and sensuous images, express such impalpable thought!”
“Lucifer, the Archangel, chief and most illustrious of all the Angels, proud and ambitious, out of blind self-love envied God His boundless greatness; he also became jealous of man, made in God’s image, to whom, in his delightful Paradise, was entrusted the sovereignty of earth.
He envied God and man the more when Gabriel, God’s Herald, proclaiming all Angels to be but ministering Spirits, revealed the mysteries of God’s future incarnation, whereby, the Angels being passed by, the real nature of man, united with the Godhead, might expect a power and majesty equal to God’s own. Wherefore, the proud and envious Spirit, attempting to place himself on an equality with God, and to keep man out of Heaven, through his accomplices, incited to arms innumerable Angels, and led them, notwithstanding Rafael’s warning, against Michael. Heaven’s Field-marshal, and his legions; and ceasing the fight, after his defeat, he caused, out of revenge, the first man, and in him all his descendants, to fall, while he himself, with all his co-rebels, was plunged into hell and eternal damnation.”
“‘Don’t disobey me. Do as I say and don’t talk back!’ waspishly screamed the author, artist and filmmaker, waving his fist and practically foaming at the mouth. This was not really an interview; this was more like a strange brief encounter with Kenneth Anger. ‘I can be charming,’ he explained staring straight into my eyes, ‘but I’m not going to be!’ This is a man whose volatile temperament is renowned and recently due to a rare medical condition hadn’t slept for six months. I had been warned though…'”
— Mark Berry in Bizarre Magazine
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