Sunday, November 12, 2006

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[FILM] Babel

Two Moroccan children and their families , American couple and their two children, a Mexican nanny and wayward niece, a deaf-mute Japanese girl and her father. These are the protagonists of Babel's Alejandro Gonzales Inarritu , divided by language, but are linked by chance and by a path of pain and redemption. Terms and almost sacred for the new film by Mexican director after Amores Perros and 21 Grams choir prepares another story, whose central theme this time is the difficulty of communication, not only between cultures and languages, but also between different approaches to life, both emotionally and socially. The four main events of chronological and spatial requirements are interwoven without following a parallel stream of sensations: the structure certainly interesting, however, reveals a degree of artificiality to the bottom and a questionable long-term tendency to highlight the narrative device rather than the harmony of feelings, and to exaggerate the drama of the situations with the risk of producing indifference rather than empathy. Desensitization also wrote the screenplay, plagued by forced solutions (impossible not to wince for the connection with the episode Japanese) or depressing banality (the drunk-driving, police unreasonable and institutions against the city, though plausible, are now abused cliché ), which together with descriptive metaphors suggested that exhibited more (representing Tokyo to identify the lack of communication is approaching the cliché) seem to come together to pack a remarkable global product instead of a universal true fresco. Overall, the film still works: two hours while abbondandanti be somewhat verbose flow with reasonable fluency, performers, professionals and non-convincing and the director shows the absolute peak of excellence (especially the prologue to the episode and give virtuosisimi Japanese). The problem is that behind this remarkable manifestation of trade seems to be little, actually, unless you get emotionally involved with the hardness esaperata and exasperating in history (still far from the true ferocity of Amores Perros ), there is the feeling of a great wasted talent, just as they did for 21 Grams . Planning.

Thursday, November 2, 2006

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It started like Any Other Night, or better as any other idea, but for once instead of dissolving into the darkness materialized. The project 500 adrift in space and a sandwich capers, anchovies and goat cheese. A gripping sci-fi saga that explores the questions of humanity, the meaning of life to the existence of God, A Space of a Second . These are the premises of the new short film by desecrating Fairy Tails ( www.fairy-tails.org ), that after Bergman Get Ready
explores suggestions Sci-Fi flavor Kubrick. Made with an air of farcical humor and marked by a typically Anglo-Saxon
Space of a Second is not only a successful divertissement, but rather a sobering examination of the human condition, with a stylized effect in behavioral clichés of the protagonists. The dynamics of couples are so dismally plausible to rip a bitter smile, and emptiness of the galaxy is a chilling reflection of simple creatures who think they are complicated. Satisfied with the performances of the actors, most notably a Rodrigo Morganti wonderfully over the top, enjoy the soundtrack and directed by Alessandro But what is ultimately the point of this movie? Has none. It is precisely this sense. Might as well take it with irony.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

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You say you got no problem, Being where you are,
You don’t want to understand, anyway.

Cause everybody tells ya, And they just want to have the right to disagree.
Cause sometimes you feel so fine, yeah
And sometimes you fall,
Tomorrow’s always find you,
Digging for the bones,
I thought you had the answer,

For always being right.
You always see it coming,
But you never ever fight,
You don’t know how to fight.
There’s a cold wind blowing,
On a silvery morning,
And the air feels fine upon your face.
And you walk cause your lonely,
And you wish you had a job,

Someone else who understood the little things.
Cause sometimes you feel so fine, yeah
And sometimes you fall,
Tomorrow’s always finds you,
Staring at the wall.
I thought you had the answer,

For always being right.
You always see it coming,
But you never ever fight,
No, you don’t know how to fight.
And you turn on the T.V.
And you reach for the phone,
Because someone read the news to you all wrong.
And you say that you’ve discovered,
A world that won’t recover,

And sometimes it’s so hard to disagree.
Tomorrow’s always finds you,
Staring at the wall.
You thought you had the answer,
For always being right.
You always see it coming,
But you don’t know how to fight,
No, you don’t know how to fight.
Neil Halstead (Mojave3)


Friday, September 1, 2006

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Definizione : Aggettivo [plurale maschile Lubrici ] 1 - (literally) slippery slippery slippery step to /
slumps along the way often ( Parini ) of mind. Do not assign me yours.
Joel: I Remember That speech really well.
Clementine: I Had you pegged, Did not I? Joel: You Had the whole human race pegged. Clementine: Probably. Joel: I Thought You Were still going to save me. Even after that.

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Saturday, August 26, 2006

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At times H. felt the need to obsessively abuse of its existence. drinking, smoking, drugging, fucking. Degluttire, aspire, acquire, penetrate. Continuously . without letting the creeps right in his actions. I do not fear the consequences, the group agreed. He saw them as a shadow of what has been continuing. was reassuring.
If this is not the mere result of the past, then no action is useless.
Holzeweg Bellhausen
(Library of Dream )

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Wednesday, August 23, 2006

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Even today it's Sunday / All the gold / people glitters
The overflight and I understand that / curses / my diversity


But we live in the park / is the my life / to be


symbol of fear and death / darkness at / my clothes



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Wednesday, July 5, 2006

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Humor and noise
Love and sea
The other one lost forever

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Monday, July 3, 2006

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"What can I say? Which is better to have loved and lost, rather than putting lineolum in your living room?" Leroi James / Amiri Baraka . "The draw does not exist"
Edson Arantes Do Nascimento
, commonly known as Pele Paolo Sorrentino young talents of Italian cinema loves to dwell on small movements of the soul. Against the backdrop of a beautiful Naples unravel the story of two parallel Antonio Pisapia, differing in character and attitudes, but united in a destiny of success declines, dreams and sour awakenings. Tony is a charismatic singer that plunges through life without wanting to waste a moment, that is seducing admirers, smoking cigarettes, cocaine or pulling enjoying a delicious bass. Anthony is a footballer at the end of his career so patiently waiting to become coach and dreams of flying to Holland to see the players. Two similar lives lived differently, two diametrically opposed philosophies that only seem to sublimate at a certain point, after which the two protagonists happened to be touching. Geometric operations, but never aseptically theoretical One man shows in an impressive manner the author's talent, which means virtuous camera movements and evocative musical counterpoints earnestly and thoroughly describes the discomfort an individual / universal of its protagonists, unable to express their skills or to restrain, concerned about the consequences of their actions (think of the endless perfection by Antonio to his form, which should be ready for all circumstances of the game) or completely dismissive of them: the two extremes in the end lead to the same conclusion, it just changes the way to accept it. Excellent interpretation of the monotonous Toni Servillo (Tony), an extraordinary color in his character with a compelling speech and body language with a wonderfully exasperated. Anthology from the initial outburst of the coach in the locker room, as well as the grotesque Tony's final flight, which flows into the sea without reservation obsessively sought in every moment of his life and that the director seems to suggest as the definitive symbol of freedom, perhaps illusory, but still more to reach the sky.

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Saturday, June 24, 2006

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The New Wave. A lot of musical productions in which it is sometimes possible to us discover the wonderful semi-unknown islands, inhabited by bands quickly sunk into anonymity whose treasures are randomly fished out after years of drift. It 's the case of (Excluding a couple of singles gathered recently in rimasterizzaione CD), launched by the Belgian group Martin "Joy Division" Hannet . The sounds are traditionally New Wave predominant rhythm section, low glowing, vaguely plaintive vocals and keyboards atmosferische. Certainly the most interesting property: though the pieces are not closely related to each other the result is a sort of concept album, where the references marine and the smash of a gurgling water between the workpiece and the other suggesting the idea of \u200b\u200bswim expressed in the title. Strokes fever and a quiet lull between waves alternate in a threatening sea wrapped in a claustrophobic darkness: a journey of Dante that sinuous waves and waves of overwhelming eventually leads to light. It 'just the homogeneity of expression the strength of an album that, while not particularly relevant offers adventure musical solutions, involving the listener with sound solutions essential but guessed and immerse ourselves in this spooky and decadent, where the reverent contemplation the immensity of the sea becomes a mirror of a tormented existence. Swimming is a wonderful shell carried by the tide on the beach, found by chance in a night without stars.

Monday, May 8, 2006

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I see the sea

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Sunday, April 23, 2006

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Sea Inside, on the high seas - in, weightless the bottom, where the dream come true: two wills

that make a real desire in 'meeting. thunderbolt, my body has not changed
more my body, is how to penetrate the center of the universe

:
The embrace more childish, and the purest of
one desire Your eyes my eyes, like an echo
who has been saying, without words, more inside, more inside
up beyond all, through
the blood and bone marrow.

But I always wake up, and I always want
be dead, because I with my mouth
always remain within the network of your hair.

Ramón Sampedro

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