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Acredito que, com argumentos suficientes, alguém pode elogiar ou desprezar qualquer coisa. A admiração e a crítica constroem ou destroem a expressão artística.
Eu gosto de Apocalypse Now.
E sendo um filme, é um encontro de imagem e música, forma e movimento, fala e pensamento, é um fluxo contínuo de sensações e movimentos lógicos. 
Mas sendo um bom filme, tudo isso se transforma. Isso se junta, se multiplica, se solidifica na forma de arte. Isso é arte. É criação. É a realidade aumentada, melhorada, piorada, exagerada. É insuportável ou animadora, mas sempre fascinante. E quando as coisas funcionam, a música casa com a imagem, e diante dos nossos olhos começa uma orgia de altíssimo nível. É o nascimento. É aquele sentimento de que o mundo em que eu estou se fecha, e um novo mundo se abre. Não é mais Brasil, não é mais português, não é corriqueiro nem comum. A realidade se contorce. No caso de Apocalypse Now, tudo começa com o ventilador. E quando começa a tocar This Is The End, é realmente o fim da minha realidade. E lá vem a guerra. E os olhos que olham o teto. Saigon. Merda, ainda estou em Saigon. A floresta, então, passa a fazer sentido. Não são só árvores servindo de cenário pra um filme americano, mas, porque estão ligadas à visão única de um homem único imaginado pelo filme, porque fazem parte de uma narrativa, as árvores ganham vida. E nasce o simbolismo, a alegoria, e podemos nos perguntar o que são essas árvores, e o fogo, e o rio. Aonde vai o rio, de onde vêm os helicópteros, tudo passa a fazer sentido, porque é um novo mundo. Não é um mundo particular, como nos livros. A leitura estimula a imaginação. A música é a contemplação do que sentimos ao ouvir - mas os filmes…cada filme é um mundo. Obviamente que nem todos os filmes valem a pena. Alguns mundos não merecem ser visitados. Mas os que merecem acabam por enobrecer este mundo. E quando nós voltamos, a catarse está completa. As árvores, o fogo, o rio. A destruição. Nossas angústias, somadas com a angústia da guerra, são resolvidas no fim. O bom filme é cíclico. Cria, desenvolve e destrói. E no processo, uma parte de nós mesmos é criada, desenvolvida e destruída: isso é arte. É o não-limite do cinema, na força ilimitada de Apocalypse Now.

MERCY, MERCY, MERCY

PRETTY THING

You pretty thing
Let me buy you a wedding ring
Let me hear the choir sing
Oh you pretty thing

You pretty thing
Let me walk you down the aisle
Darling, where our love is found
Oh you pretty thing

Let me kiss you gentle
Squeeze and hug you tight
Let me give all my love
The rest of my life

You pretty thing
Let me hold you by my side
And become my blushing bride
You pretty thing

Pretty thing
Let me dedicate my life
You will always be my wife
Oh you pretty thing



15 Portuguese Tips

Here are some tips for all you portuguese students. 
Well, you don’t have to be a student, but if you’re coming to the Cup, want to understand bossa nova lyrics or is just looking for cool phrases to hit on brazilian girls, these are 15 tips to make you sound less like a gringo:

Puta que o pariu! - This should be on our national flag. It literally means “whore that gave birth to it”. An american equivalent would be “Fuck me!”.
Face - You’ll sound much more natural if you ask someone’s Facebook by just saying Qual seu Face? (fay-see). 
Um minutinho Brazilians love diminutives. This means “Just a moment”, and it makes you sound polite and less formal.
Que calor da porra - “So fucking hot”, referring to the weather. An attractive person is going to be called gostoso for men and gostosa for women. 
Eu não vejo novela - When someone talks about soap operas, you say “I don’t watch soap operas”.
Nossa senhora!- Literally, “Our Lady”. It’s used for almost everything, by religious and non-religious people. It’s like “Holy shit”, but not profane.
Você vem sempre aqui? - The worst pickup line ever won’t get you anywhere. “Do you come here often?”. There’s a small chance the girl finds it funny and decides to give you a chance.
Sacanagem- This is very common. Isso é sacanagem means “This is unfair/foul play/wrong”. It can also be used to describe sexual intercourse in a vulgar way, like Eu gosto de sacanagem, “I like filthy/naughty stuff”.
Funkeiro- Someone who listens to or sings brazilian funk. It sucks, by the way.
Cara, mano, velho - “Man, dude, homie”.
Piriguete - A slut, a girl who sleeps with everybody.
Maromba - Someone who cares too much about their physical looks, and goes to the gym too often. A “culture of the gym” is unfortunately common in Brazil, meaning that there are thousand of retarded fucks who can’t even spell their names but keep saying No Pain, No Gain.
Sei lá- “Whatever”, “I don’t know”.
Que sorriso lindo! - “What a beautiful smile!”. This actually works with some girls!
É foda Foda is a vulgar word, and a favorite of angry brazilians. É foda can mean that something is either bad or good. It depends on the context. É foda isso, "This is fucked up" generally means that something is complicated or difficult. Você é foda means “You’re complicated, you don’t learn”, OR “You’re amazing, you’re awesome”. The context is up to you, but I ensure that Brazil is foda.

Poster for Synecdoche, New York.One week after Philip Seymour Hoffman’s death, I’m still deeply sad and shocked. He was one of my favorite actors. For me, he was up there with Bogart, Buster Keaton, Al Pacino, Robert de Niro and Brando. He was that good. Synecdoche, New York is one of my favorite movies of the last couple of decades. This week I watched Capote, Catching Fire and Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead, all for the first time, just to see more of Phil. I’ve already seen Boogie Nights, Happiness, The Big Lebowski, The Master, Magnolia, Almost Famous and 25th Hour.He was excellent in each and every one of them.It may be weird to say this, but I thought of him as a personal friend.Thank you, Phil.

Poster for Synecdoche, New York.


One week after Philip Seymour Hoffman’s death, I’m still deeply sad and shocked. He was one of my favorite actors. For me, he was up there with Bogart, Buster Keaton, Al Pacino, Robert de Niro and Brando. He was that good. Synecdoche, New York is one of my favorite movies of the last couple of decades. This week I watched Capote, Catching Fire and Before The Devil Knows You’re Dead, all for the first time, just to see more of Phil. I’ve already seen Boogie Nights, Happiness, The Big Lebowski, The Master, Magnolia, Almost Famous and 25th Hour.
He was excellent in each and every one of them.
It may be weird to say this, but I thought of him as a personal friend.
Thank you, Phil.

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIFE

BEST MOVIES I’VE SEEN THIS YEAR

It’s that time of the year again! Gather ‘round for my list of the absolutely best movies ever made (that I watched in 2013). 
This year I watched the unhealthy amount of 160 movies. These were my favorites.

Closely Watched Trains (1966, Ostre sledované vlaky)
Fires on the Plain (1959, Nobi)
The Sacrifice (1986, Offret)
Murmur of the Heart (1971, Le souffle au coeur)
Sansho The Bailiff (1954, Sanshô dayû) GOD this one is beautiful!
My Sassy Girl (2001, Yeopgijeogin geunyeo)
Children Of Paradise (1945, Les enfants du paradisAMAZING
Three colours: Red (1994, Trois couleurs: Rouge)
Dear Zachary: A Letter to a Son About His Father (2008)
Before Sunset (2004)
Lolita (1962) Ohh yes, yes!
Searching for Sugar Man (2012)
To the Left of the Father (2001, Lavoura Arcaica)
Marketa Lazarová (1967) Fantastic
The Leopard (1963,Il gattopardo) A piece of heaven
The Earrings of Madame de… (1953, Madame de… )Better than sex
Amour (2012)
Sherlock Jr. (1924)
Mother (2009, Madeo)
The Hunt (2012, Jagten)
The Act of Killing (2012)
Crumb (1994)

And that’s that.

Valerie and Her Week Of Wonders (Valerie a týden divů), 1970.

notastropicais:

VAPOR BARATO

Oh, sim, eu estou tão cansado
Mas não pra dizer
Que eu não acredito mais em você
Com minhas calças vermelhas
Meu casaco de general
Cheio de anéis
Vou descendo por todas as ruas
E vou tomar aquele velho navio
Eu não preciso de muito dinheiro
Graças a Deus
E não me importa, honey

Minha honey baby
Baby, honey baby
Oh, minha honey baby
Baby, honey baby

Oh, sim, eu estou tão cansado
Mas não pra dizer
Que eu tô indo embora
Talvez eu volte
Um dia eu volto
Mas eu quero esquecê-la, eu preciso
Oh, minha grande
Ah, minha pequena
Oh, minha grande obsessão

Oh, minha honey baby
Baby, honey baby
Oh, minha honey baby
Honey baby, honey baby, ah

Blue is the warmest colour, much like its main character, doesn’t know what to do, where to go. It maintains some energy while Adèle is still uncertain about her sexuality, it’s mysterious, poetic, but after that, it’s basically a 3-hour look into the life of a lost girl. She doesn’t know where she’s going, but the camera’s following her. We see her eating. Sleeping. Taking a shower. Smoking. Dancing. Every good scene depends entirely on Adèle, a great character wasted on a series of clichés. By all means, it’s not a bad movie, it’s just…uninspired.

Blue is the warmest colour, much like its main character, doesn’t know what to do, where to go. It maintains some energy while Adèle is still uncertain about her sexuality, it’s mysterious, poetic, but after that, it’s basically a 3-hour look into the life of a lost girl. She doesn’t know where she’s going, but the camera’s following her. We see her eating. Sleeping. Taking a shower. Smoking. Dancing. Every good scene depends entirely on Adèle, a great character wasted on a series of clichés. By all means, it’s not a bad movie, it’s just…uninspired.