tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44903323706371974072024-03-13T00:29:33.668+01:00O Cinéfilo InvertebradoCitizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-28947481928237445472009-07-26T00:54:00.007+02:002009-07-26T01:05:01.813+02:00Dillinger è morto<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaCD-Zh2xuDjJHTKAZ6A19Ik6LeTUJYA0L4yDPVLm7LCXztL9MKx96AmhcKy2kdfhSh3EBXdWFyTL-1eHcIt2hXw_CB2hSS1vZrxqDniOvJmn6BJfs0xwrXIgJIKCtiOOnflHfwVb2i0/s1600-h/publicenemies.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535852134838738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsaCD-Zh2xuDjJHTKAZ6A19Ik6LeTUJYA0L4yDPVLm7LCXztL9MKx96AmhcKy2kdfhSh3EBXdWFyTL-1eHcIt2hXw_CB2hSS1vZrxqDniOvJmn6BJfs0xwrXIgJIKCtiOOnflHfwVb2i0/s400/publicenemies.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4bvRB5psV5jF_uM5KnYppWKVln0isa73axwO-ANeaKxZWfhAjzi5qYAt4f1x9QOCVNj0_eId9JrHgsXL4VfKM5eUoKMKQRiO4C7_A_2M2216S4y4GPtvq_nMDvWWM0vxg2JDyOH_zBMY/s1600-h/publicenemies3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535736726012370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4bvRB5psV5jF_uM5KnYppWKVln0isa73axwO-ANeaKxZWfhAjzi5qYAt4f1x9QOCVNj0_eId9JrHgsXL4VfKM5eUoKMKQRiO4C7_A_2M2216S4y4GPtvq_nMDvWWM0vxg2JDyOH_zBMY/s400/publicenemies3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3H_olneERWfq_cQumcq1eH_K7MYWHVxvIcNCk3jezdSx5XTo79RTytPvaUa6ihcE9jP5bLdJ_AQTAebmR6wgteZQlxKZHmldKE8eF9nX9xqjBUFcmKvwTsvxxfR8mEqhhzTCRFl02Ds/s1600-h/publicenemies.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535667559276786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV3H_olneERWfq_cQumcq1eH_K7MYWHVxvIcNCk3jezdSx5XTo79RTytPvaUa6ihcE9jP5bLdJ_AQTAebmR6wgteZQlxKZHmldKE8eF9nX9xqjBUFcmKvwTsvxxfR8mEqhhzTCRFl02Ds/s400/publicenemies.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMN2bgXWGlF-lBWVipgAwOE-F-_ostjMM6o0RdZX93qBIeABMV_gIMp3-9XqegAuUI0-7WrMdg8b9O27i-82nuU846C1Puqlh7AQsLrihxnDf9axVtvgIDOUjE2RK1SQnCrkQE7k0c0Lg/s1600-h/publicenemies4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535594733398930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMN2bgXWGlF-lBWVipgAwOE-F-_ostjMM6o0RdZX93qBIeABMV_gIMp3-9XqegAuUI0-7WrMdg8b9O27i-82nuU846C1Puqlh7AQsLrihxnDf9axVtvgIDOUjE2RK1SQnCrkQE7k0c0Lg/s400/publicenemies4.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJW-IELofU5PdbF9wieKKuEY4knMcJ2JP8UMDJ-FJosPee8xPf9WiOCAAyGiZtp5OTz0nlrBGsZEcHcpjisx8VknBNM6FxA4KJmsAwk_OMmNHrKbAoLSu4QoDlNvcgcPdojZF4ywlfstM/s1600-h/publicenemies2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535492222603426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJW-IELofU5PdbF9wieKKuEY4knMcJ2JP8UMDJ-FJosPee8xPf9WiOCAAyGiZtp5OTz0nlrBGsZEcHcpjisx8VknBNM6FxA4KJmsAwk_OMmNHrKbAoLSu4QoDlNvcgcPdojZF4ywlfstM/s400/publicenemies2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4R0wl-NDy2DpIjp2iggt6Z84cNulp1kthYDsMvZOO1yZLNEujrAaBaMYc7lPnhf-hiYhUjQU-dUWM5EmaCXjtSqRKZA80hc0Kg1yI0nqnnVJ4o8FIiBRcW_OVhEUo8pJMD0B9wR_g70/s1600-h/publicenemies2.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362535363238257538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy4R0wl-NDy2DpIjp2iggt6Z84cNulp1kthYDsMvZOO1yZLNEujrAaBaMYc7lPnhf-hiYhUjQU-dUWM5EmaCXjtSqRKZA80hc0Kg1yI0nqnnVJ4o8FIiBRcW_OVhEUo8pJMD0B9wR_g70/s400/publicenemies2.bmp" /></a><br />"Public Enemies" é o primeiro grande filme americano do ano. William A. Wellmann e Howard Hawks revistos e actualizados por Michael Mann, que sabe que houve entretanto Arthur Penn, Coppola e Sergio Leone. Visualmente impressionante.Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-3836590831771017592009-06-29T23:57:00.006+02:002009-06-30T00:04:34.038+02:00Guys and Dolls: the Method musical<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB68x38iKfPA_-L-Kv_ybh2RbQE_OUtcqgy5rvkkqzP705YEef06v2ejC9AQEvEDBiagRt1tlmhT2SIdlk6v4tV4o4yGgFkSmV0UuRF4FlO8q4b-uYgziL_WHW2ipQsuATru2B3u_NFPs/s1600-h/guys4.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352872761098015762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB68x38iKfPA_-L-Kv_ybh2RbQE_OUtcqgy5rvkkqzP705YEef06v2ejC9AQEvEDBiagRt1tlmhT2SIdlk6v4tV4o4yGgFkSmV0UuRF4FlO8q4b-uYgziL_WHW2ipQsuATru2B3u_NFPs/s400/guys4.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4nNsiXlcG3nFLtEGPqhd3ty1NpTD3BwJHU5vBxArTFuqml7Mf76VClajS3jhSnLma4-xwvW9nupuwaH0-Gf9ac3FLCQQscqfSw4Gvm-jPKIiPEAwiL8xr2lM4_AGsnSmA5xEetiTHgfc/s1600-h/guys1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352872698814448418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4nNsiXlcG3nFLtEGPqhd3ty1NpTD3BwJHU5vBxArTFuqml7Mf76VClajS3jhSnLma4-xwvW9nupuwaH0-Gf9ac3FLCQQscqfSw4Gvm-jPKIiPEAwiL8xr2lM4_AGsnSmA5xEetiTHgfc/s400/guys1.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Gh6x2bYcZnGw2g9MClbD_74lDDBfwDldTOmwsbLYc60frXshxG4I7OAXPx6JZrbWHOuCUV-5nMn6EtTYBAfKvYjW4PKeGyd37Enz9ULblq-YueY8bqHh31oj5NZ8IacsKjLALDPeM6c/s1600-h/guys3.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352872633977698178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Gh6x2bYcZnGw2g9MClbD_74lDDBfwDldTOmwsbLYc60frXshxG4I7OAXPx6JZrbWHOuCUV-5nMn6EtTYBAfKvYjW4PKeGyd37Enz9ULblq-YueY8bqHh31oj5NZ8IacsKjLALDPeM6c/s400/guys3.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY6_lh5zDwunNC8dWUgOEh3V5EZ8TaA8HkOxsYy-gboKfboJrLsmjgmywJ7ftIILi2QD40_jHX9-6CcOOabJEs9i5q0mNmIxkHbDUtjm70vnN6eG7Xc4g661lz45dFzDpF1myDtA5MX0/s1600-h/guys2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352872555423952002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfY6_lh5zDwunNC8dWUgOEh3V5EZ8TaA8HkOxsYy-gboKfboJrLsmjgmywJ7ftIILi2QD40_jHX9-6CcOOabJEs9i5q0mNmIxkHbDUtjm70vnN6eG7Xc4g661lz45dFzDpF1myDtA5MX0/s400/guys2.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj715f6Aftkj_kVJ9A5RRAv9KCbXgrTRgwBRkb1YDonA8P7cgZwQBhe2qFe7Bp8N1-aiLfuDvkxAyeVAgkvihMfLS7Fn9ylPPI3YXyGbI0ZweSWn3FS0fSxIVYx51JDPaFjQxnJHLBf8sQ/s1600-h/guys5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352872490241219506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj715f6Aftkj_kVJ9A5RRAv9KCbXgrTRgwBRkb1YDonA8P7cgZwQBhe2qFe7Bp8N1-aiLfuDvkxAyeVAgkvihMfLS7Fn9ylPPI3YXyGbI0ZweSWn3FS0fSxIVYx51JDPaFjQxnJHLBf8sQ/s400/guys5.jpg" /></a>"Conceivably the best picture Sam Goldwyn ever produced, this 1955 blockbuster musical has an undeservedly bad rep, largely because the two leads--Marlon Brando as professional gambler Sky Masterson and Jean Simmons as Salvation Army recruiter Sarah Brown--aren't professional singers. In fact, they both do wonders with Frank Loesser's dynamite score because they perform their numbers with feeling and sincerity, and their efforts to live up to their material are perfectly in tune with the aspirations of their characters (as well as the songs themselves); in short, this may be the only Method musical. Joseph L. Mankiewicz does a creditable job with the stylized, stagy sets and the pungent vernacular of the original Damon Runyon material (which he also adapted). Also on hand, and at their very best, are Frank Sinatra (as Nathan Detroit), Vivian Blaine (as Adelaide), Stubby Kaye, B.S. Pully, Veda Ann Borg, and Johnny Silver."</div><div align="right"><em>Jonathan Rosenbaum dixit</em></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-13597041645227239392009-05-10T22:50:00.013+02:002009-05-11T00:12:59.423+02:00As 7 magníficas<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcPA9hHG6OeCGQ0fc9gZqw3tJkBp2PXc7EMx862jEKT0t2uJ_varmnG-b9uJDAowZ-3ffgLy0BrkymQTT2vtY7AR0ZnIOxVjmtBPopEBgNfOyImnV52Js2HfQD_6z-TUEX1b8Gs3CGE7c/s1600-h/geisha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334306817800036082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcPA9hHG6OeCGQ0fc9gZqw3tJkBp2PXc7EMx862jEKT0t2uJ_varmnG-b9uJDAowZ-3ffgLy0BrkymQTT2vtY7AR0ZnIOxVjmtBPopEBgNfOyImnV52Js2HfQD_6z-TUEX1b8Gs3CGE7c/s400/geisha.jpg" border="0" /></a>Há uns anos, quando quiseram levar ao cinema um best-seller intitulado "Memórias de uma Geisha" (que resultou num filme medíocre), que contava a história (ao longo dos anos 20, 30 e 40) de uma menina nascida numa aldeia de pescadores que chegou a ser uma das mais celebradas geishas do Japão, os americanos, para dar uma cor local à produção internacional, não tiveram melhor ideia do que entregar todos os papéis de japonesas a actrizes... chinesas. Alegaram que não havia actualmente um punhado de actrizes japonesas de gabarito internacional, ao contrário das chinesas. Tinham razão numa coisa, as actrizes chinesas escolhidas para o filme eram excelentes e todas sobejamente conhecidas do público tanto oriental como ocidental (<strong>Gong Li, Zhang Ziyi, Michelle Yeoh</strong>). Não quer dizer que não houvesse hoje no Japão talentos do mesmo nível; não são é conhecidos fora do país. Porém, seria quase a mesma coisa que filmar uma história siciliana com actrizes alemãs. Mal <em>acomparado</em>, mas entendem-me... Enfim, é daquelas coisas das co-produções internacionais.<br /><br />Gostaria, no entanto, de lembrar uma época de ouro do cinema japonês (os anos 50), em que o embaraço teria sido escolher entre tantas e tão boas actrizes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFHvooX-gWbrRmT8BZjSCy7X_ZV16tN50SJa2HsYz53a_kj-Xsg653kwOVYPDMu-NIGOgHnLq48wGxMtyscEPbitznY4LaY3oCy4ZoP7q6Tzg5uzD7Ym64zFVwKP4qfQ-50FSYg6xUtk/s1600-h/sound2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334308401656932674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzFHvooX-gWbrRmT8BZjSCy7X_ZV16tN50SJa2HsYz53a_kj-Xsg653kwOVYPDMu-NIGOgHnLq48wGxMtyscEPbitznY4LaY3oCy4ZoP7q6Tzg5uzD7Ym64zFVwKP4qfQ-50FSYg6xUtk/s400/sound2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><strong>Setsuko Hara</strong>, actriz consumada e um dos casos mais extraordinários de fotogenia do cinema, conhecida sobretudo pelos seus papéis nos filmes de Ozu, aqui em "Yama no oto" (O Som da Montanha) de Mikio Naruse<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc0D7O9TM1R90DvNzTkRqdVHWZhDHY6CK1MYiFWVnw2KjHjqdiXo8eIH_9obQSGjMHy1pJGbiqIy_OCyyv8kaPrVz-UTn-zPgd3HKDTP4eShIxEdJvmqJNg4KzHmrSrKNpZ4uiJV0f-Ew/s1600-h/rashomon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334307122117973986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc0D7O9TM1R90DvNzTkRqdVHWZhDHY6CK1MYiFWVnw2KjHjqdiXo8eIH_9obQSGjMHy1pJGbiqIy_OCyyv8kaPrVz-UTn-zPgd3HKDTP4eShIxEdJvmqJNg4KzHmrSrKNpZ4uiJV0f-Ew/s400/rashomon.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Machiko Kyo</strong>, um dos rostos mais famosos dos <em>fifties</em> japoneses, à vontade nos mais variados registos, aqui no filme que a revelou: "Rashomon" de Akira Kurosawa<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic0EXpVdKvbtfFLG9o7pXVjBQ-nxWP3bD7omZWewB8zdY7HJhiXcHqcPFPXdVb5u5Sx8tOuACRKiYyOh3xVx-FIABC3MoS2-utuY-AbxBB7rAqywHLUVpXS8UKN_8Bxe1MKm473WUEH0E/s1600-h/ukigumo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334307787587483106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic0EXpVdKvbtfFLG9o7pXVjBQ-nxWP3bD7omZWewB8zdY7HJhiXcHqcPFPXdVb5u5Sx8tOuACRKiYyOh3xVx-FIABC3MoS2-utuY-AbxBB7rAqywHLUVpXS8UKN_8Bxe1MKm473WUEH0E/s400/ukigumo.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Hideko Takamine</strong>, a actriz favorita de Naruse, em "Ukigumo" (Nuvens Flutuantes)<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-AlXj6pttbYYn2jK-tkA8Kuz5VChhACUUTl6ZXksOy6z7N0Zs9bot4tv7V1A1Th2r1m2skGpCPqKygd3n8PHDkrhyhmXVt_vdSV9VjsRCYFy7bEg48hHcbk_qNKMSahJ06gRzoBMfP8A/s1600-h/tokyo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334309205902007090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-AlXj6pttbYYn2jK-tkA8Kuz5VChhACUUTl6ZXksOy6z7N0Zs9bot4tv7V1A1Th2r1m2skGpCPqKygd3n8PHDkrhyhmXVt_vdSV9VjsRCYFy7bEg48hHcbk_qNKMSahJ06gRzoBMfP8A/s400/tokyo2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Chieko Higashiyama</strong>, num dos papéis mais comoventes da história do cinema: a mãe de "Tokyo monogatari" (Viagem a Tóquio) de Yasujiro Ozu<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxVewlMztLMVVK926N0LIAEcrLR90omnOHSVR_IZ3jYntJttxlSTWluqGMZiXTTi5Ruvsbr5Es7ocY7jGA-lKCp_POXD4gfLEcZzPlQmWEv4Ol8SXc6vCzlPOca0sK7PmI27_9xQJI5TE/s1600-h/flowing2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334307993808148082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxVewlMztLMVVK926N0LIAEcrLR90omnOHSVR_IZ3jYntJttxlSTWluqGMZiXTTi5Ruvsbr5Es7ocY7jGA-lKCp_POXD4gfLEcZzPlQmWEv4Ol8SXc6vCzlPOca0sK7PmI27_9xQJI5TE/s400/flowing2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Haruko Sugimura</strong>, uma das mais célebres e amadas <em>secundárias</em> do Japão, em "Nagareru" (Flutuar) de Mikio Naruse<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCwSBWjK8ceMPPyYvFH1BCklIV0nUlhc_YmIITuglV7uUIJ-4EUwRYojFYELjoIPzHG6xuSQa6M_FokXWGQwGGw7-LxMqBpbmJ3YOArszyYzAxvroawkQidOi2Xpfh6TYu7ilpqsk8sjY/s1600-h/sansho.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334308584139928722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCwSBWjK8ceMPPyYvFH1BCklIV0nUlhc_YmIITuglV7uUIJ-4EUwRYojFYELjoIPzHG6xuSQa6M_FokXWGQwGGw7-LxMqBpbmJ3YOArszyYzAxvroawkQidOi2Xpfh6TYu7ilpqsk8sjY/s400/sansho.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Kinuyo Tanaka</strong>, a musa de Mizoguchi, extraordinária em "Sansho dayu" (O Intendente Sansho)<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlSAcfOe7QuCzlWOeAZZpqCQHVscrambeURgmORQKj3zgjWXashg2BN2yMaN1FJCPKWF7Ixrm4zBQavYn4n3CL6MKcEzvoKavMDUf_O0KXv5dD_JACcnloMrX9Hd_JPOEvninwOsnqNw/s1600-h/throne1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334308194858574066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 384px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlSAcfOe7QuCzlWOeAZZpqCQHVscrambeURgmORQKj3zgjWXashg2BN2yMaN1FJCPKWF7Ixrm4zBQavYn4n3CL6MKcEzvoKavMDUf_O0KXv5dD_JACcnloMrX9Hd_JPOEvninwOsnqNw/s400/throne1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"><strong>Isuzu Yamada</strong>, actriz que já vinha dos <em>thirties</em>, criadora de uma memorável e arrepiante Lady Macbeth em "Kumonosu jo" (Trono de sangue) de Akira Kurosawa </div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-88672984269281735772009-01-14T22:48:00.006+01:002009-01-14T23:05:58.647+01:00Este é o ano dela...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbExIJpC0db_UOt8wIZWykiTCXdpH1r9EUZtWcCm7Ehu-tOhHBw2-TXCEg2ARhIof069KAawF2PR6VNaEKwT0JVxL9JAN6ZfLjpGZqM-8bx_pZW0ctBHY6uQTVywfpQO1X4v5gwc1seA/s1600-h/winslet.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291270017251469794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbExIJpC0db_UOt8wIZWykiTCXdpH1r9EUZtWcCm7Ehu-tOhHBw2-TXCEg2ARhIof069KAawF2PR6VNaEKwT0JVxL9JAN6ZfLjpGZqM-8bx_pZW0ctBHY6uQTVywfpQO1X4v5gwc1seA/s400/winslet.jpg" border="0" /></a> Bela e talentosa, 33 anos, uma carreira invejável já com 5 nomeações para o óscar (embora nenhum prémio) e um dos maiores êxitos de bilheteira de todos os tempos ("Titanic"), <strong><span style="color:#006600;">Kate Winslet</span></strong> acaba de realizar um feito inédito ao ganhar 2 Globos de Ouro na mesma cerimónia (melhor actriz principal e melhor actriz secundária). Ainda não vi nenhum dos filmes, mas já estou com água na boca...<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_ZYSm1j61RpfpiYkZ4FNzVytZo0z23aa2VP69sBXKlj-c5iG4kGeLvP-Yygys2DcpJe-_8ua47NQ20pHg6IioaXPo1nlx0vqWaqniNSxRnwJ8FR-UF6I64U6Hwo5e232hhElX9tDZZc/s1600-h/revolutionary+road.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291269945536843714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_ZYSm1j61RpfpiYkZ4FNzVytZo0z23aa2VP69sBXKlj-c5iG4kGeLvP-Yygys2DcpJe-_8ua47NQ20pHg6IioaXPo1nlx0vqWaqniNSxRnwJ8FR-UF6I64U6Hwo5e232hhElX9tDZZc/s400/revolutionary+road.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bpra9OEw6nQ">Revolutionary Road</a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfKU0gATaVQxcUlUzBq2HcKwJp3QwRNRi1rJybiOXGAXYeWMnJhLIJCTEHlOx3QDRUlJtUzUAALAZSFZY3r85HJonZRuGZPh_IYmMuLnqS8lre0G36oVXtx7vtYsxHpFcN8bBQUIojfY/s1600-h/winslet2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291269843586314930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfKU0gATaVQxcUlUzBq2HcKwJp3QwRNRi1rJybiOXGAXYeWMnJhLIJCTEHlOx3QDRUlJtUzUAALAZSFZY3r85HJonZRuGZPh_IYmMuLnqS8lre0G36oVXtx7vtYsxHpFcN8bBQUIojfY/s400/winslet2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8tCqSm4Phug">The Reader</a></p>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-19588825318434190422008-12-19T14:23:00.007+01:002008-12-19T15:21:20.616+01:00La femme la plus dangereuse au monde enfin... restaurée<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-dI7f1CuabWjm-lGjTtLOP6Y4nSLx02EfuKH8rBqLu4Yjp6F2t0HjUZD7j_C1PJyQ-WKmCLbZVKoPdRIdCfOjAClKuJO_11ckF9auyBTPAB-KpXLWE-XCXaWM5GDTDeRWDKSR20W3UM/s1600-h/lola_montes3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492739789091474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk-dI7f1CuabWjm-lGjTtLOP6Y4nSLx02EfuKH8rBqLu4Yjp6F2t0HjUZD7j_C1PJyQ-WKmCLbZVKoPdRIdCfOjAClKuJO_11ckF9auyBTPAB-KpXLWE-XCXaWM5GDTDeRWDKSR20W3UM/s400/lola_montes3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju7Q4QipZr7Os4YXTFvX5tZ0bcoiPlPLUJ9zd3i86OASmWwsQl6iBeha8-GAUkrsCdlyayYUz5AbyLcLjalqiFWrO0svhUv4qZmVGZL6StjV8hwsoYnG11urio8ch7la7OyWsdmqFE5D0/s1600-h/lola_montes1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492668309245330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju7Q4QipZr7Os4YXTFvX5tZ0bcoiPlPLUJ9zd3i86OASmWwsQl6iBeha8-GAUkrsCdlyayYUz5AbyLcLjalqiFWrO0svhUv4qZmVGZL6StjV8hwsoYnG11urio8ch7la7OyWsdmqFE5D0/s400/lola_montes1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPo-SaqPQTzB-evR1SRYbTPkAheD24vzbcwz0mWiHN-Wv2Ik1U4XcnFHxBVoxpSH7nm-92HNd1onlU3vTDUjZn-J8LrEMaZ6SN9DJ683549r5y_1L3TTcBN4goH32nQaXAON1WNuf5w5c/s1600-h/lola_montes4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281492573271857746" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8YB4s4Qp5NvSqCM8yGf11be_Hk9eYTjyrIC7P6G-Yr25QsiTUCrnG5chEyUhu0teE0m2MqUQJcCs6zUOHTXNgxPRUqxKmWScIUsX_VhJReXD3Z1VhDvQ87tjaIOAZkVnzj6bq6V6UCo/s400/lola_montes6.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://lolamontes.cinematheque.fr/index.html">http://lolamontes.cinematheque.fr/index.html</a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-4601238564387348142008-12-18T15:30:00.004+01:002008-12-18T15:46:38.873+01:00Une étoile est née<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz4MioEuRn1Wm42C9ef8P9PM_4WRvrUeKysboPNRgZTtJgi5KL6DqppzHXSUBx-tXzIloIXrw89EgoniFZGnQB1_a6Db4KuwhzsRDC9Pkr20HFL0zotqrCkJVL_Bz_QDQIO1CcheB5IaI/s1600-h/garrel-weber2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281138117521881218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz4MioEuRn1Wm42C9ef8P9PM_4WRvrUeKysboPNRgZTtJgi5KL6DqppzHXSUBx-tXzIloIXrw89EgoniFZGnQB1_a6Db4KuwhzsRDC9Pkr20HFL0zotqrCkJVL_Bz_QDQIO1CcheB5IaI/s400/garrel-weber2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjuiEFvBjlwKv5OhJVQw7l3x24WIO2V-DJLLjkoWpfdWiypfWLmYP24Bpdw9DuSjDCa8z9L7zaEKDPdaF0kguov1K7H_GdCztOgU3Ndj3ISLgf17u2k4KlbfFMbJh8xWcgchfG66U-mY/s1600-h/dans+paris.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281138054030995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjuiEFvBjlwKv5OhJVQw7l3x24WIO2V-DJLLjkoWpfdWiypfWLmYP24Bpdw9DuSjDCa8z9L7zaEKDPdaF0kguov1K7H_GdCztOgU3Ndj3ISLgf17u2k4KlbfFMbJh8xWcgchfG66U-mY/s400/dans+paris.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXsx6lvPSshviTI7VyfDLCUY9CGXZZrGo5kz1Cu3ENkTnzEGvEp2r23F9QOfO_HfQgmrg1ivPfSsZImYJFi8QkTA2fzbCsKLt-gF4k_n94M0qc5ZU7V-P4gFucDHCLeoPt8IFIgn9fgw4/s1600-h/frontieres_aube.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281137982119093346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXsx6lvPSshviTI7VyfDLCUY9CGXZZrGo5kz1Cu3ENkTnzEGvEp2r23F9QOfO_HfQgmrg1ivPfSsZImYJFi8QkTA2fzbCsKLt-gF4k_n94M0qc5ZU7V-P4gFucDHCLeoPt8IFIgn9fgw4/s400/frontieres_aube.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Depois de Gabin, Gérard Philippe, Delon, Belmondo e Dépardieu, os franceses já têm um ícone para os anos 2000: <strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">Louis Garrel</span></strong>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-9040091434292839402008-12-09T00:26:00.001+01:002008-12-09T00:28:14.038+01:00Those eyes, those eyes...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGJ4b_Hy8YAO4Nmy_rERjjCSmB-Qr873L-tb-gSR5X5S4Du1QPZQ1omxWL1yP83msFdZyYHgsj2fbEkBnqepgDZ7RO_Mnw6jcut_J3ej5VdQQkhDshSpR3TB5IGWpV8D58Uozbsfmebc/s1600-h/SuddenlyLastSummer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277564798271356034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeGJ4b_Hy8YAO4Nmy_rERjjCSmB-Qr873L-tb-gSR5X5S4Du1QPZQ1omxWL1yP83msFdZyYHgsj2fbEkBnqepgDZ7RO_Mnw6jcut_J3ej5VdQQkhDshSpR3TB5IGWpV8D58Uozbsfmebc/s400/SuddenlyLastSummer.jpg" border="0" /></a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-70297698092075418632008-10-24T21:59:00.027+02:002008-12-20T11:50:22.353+01:0011º Mandamento: Não deixarás de ver este filme<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunSjarewzdtuv8RpCGmnkuDqwLkGQyyUSg03cjT-7qUC-rGsXAuvBLhR7cwG45_-HvdGvTvdFhuFHTCPYN69CdeOhL2YMbh7YFAJ3m0fTNHyOG_zUaLWNBIr5FeRp5EA8uo625UVwP0M/s1600-h/R2_title.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813134330705218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiunSjarewzdtuv8RpCGmnkuDqwLkGQyyUSg03cjT-7qUC-rGsXAuvBLhR7cwG45_-HvdGvTvdFhuFHTCPYN69CdeOhL2YMbh7YFAJ3m0fTNHyOG_zUaLWNBIr5FeRp5EA8uo625UVwP0M/s400/R2_title.jpg" border="0" /></a> Eu sei que ainda não estamos na quadra natalícia para já estar a recomendar um filme destes, mas acontece que os azares de uma gripe prematura me permitiram dedicar mais de 4 horas a rever este blockbuster dos anos cinquenta (o filme que fechou a carreira do cineasta "bíblico" por excelência, Cecil B. DeMille) e posso garantir-vos, sem ironia, que ainda hoje sobrevive muito bem e aguenta sem desprimor qualquer comparação com a maior parte dos blockbusters descerebrados de hoje.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwFSGDt1fx9ozHEiFz615SfMZaUWR3W17-Kf2WqyN3GiPnSYPkNa3xAt-TJPvK8wiKNQBl_2-L6CrtQL6VwniSC5SKYccrL7MduxQg1P7HjgD46OzSImwFU5g2I_yyF6NXQX-XWdFl-Ug/s1600-h/mandamentos.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260823962715319042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwFSGDt1fx9ozHEiFz615SfMZaUWR3W17-Kf2WqyN3GiPnSYPkNa3xAt-TJPvK8wiKNQBl_2-L6CrtQL6VwniSC5SKYccrL7MduxQg1P7HjgD46OzSImwFU5g2I_yyF6NXQX-XWdFl-Ug/s400/mandamentos.bmp" border="0" /></a>Este é um blockbuster da época em que os blockbusters se chamavam superproduções, mas que já na época se distinguia das outras superproduções bíblicas porque por trás da mensagem religiosa (e sincera) havia uma mensagem política clara: a oposição entre uma sociedade ditatorial e esclavagista (Egipto) e um povo que procura a liberdade dentro da ordem de uma verdadeira fé (Hebreus).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4Hxn_hbBmtKpXff6cgkpT6C7wRv9LlHxwKVo4X8Q5PkbWCm4lvDtmN7tGN-6WSrUjfAiluCm4o0XYl277UPoaj3VGf_IaENLSeY0RJFoJxZnkrph05TvWds4hyphenhyphenafb30Bu6_lOiSUnBA/s1600-h/dez-8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260825303737103938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4Hxn_hbBmtKpXff6cgkpT6C7wRv9LlHxwKVo4X8Q5PkbWCm4lvDtmN7tGN-6WSrUjfAiluCm4o0XYl277UPoaj3VGf_IaENLSeY0RJFoJxZnkrph05TvWds4hyphenhyphenafb30Bu6_lOiSUnBA/s400/dez-8.jpg" border="0" /></a> A oposição é irresistivelmente acentuada pelos actores escolhidos para interpretarem os papéis de Ramsés (o herói negativo) e Moisés (o herói positivo) : um Yul Brynner de feições orientalizantes<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQa8QeoBY7gH64Q0Pkg5oqZCQQz46E1FUqYJsLbAnqXphP_O2woGTofIa2WkQpybXYQOHVZX-WlRY8DBX1co6hKcpsZd8gUyuQuRW9xADuiM6qew64aYYlhr_bJjL4gPFBe6V_odG9hg/s1600-h/dez-9a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260831499056372978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQa8QeoBY7gH64Q0Pkg5oqZCQQz46E1FUqYJsLbAnqXphP_O2woGTofIa2WkQpybXYQOHVZX-WlRY8DBX1co6hKcpsZd8gUyuQuRW9xADuiM6qew64aYYlhr_bJjL4gPFBe6V_odG9hg/s400/dez-9a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />e um Charlton Heston "all-american hero". Eram os anos 50, anos de guerra fria, e os egípcios eram os soviéticos e os hebreus o "mundo livre", liderado por uma América libertadora... Directo, simples e eficaz...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUMg9pPDVDkbvLWsyxwqJ4PGJwR27xQZ1UyrktzMzspmcWDwcoU86rMrqS9uGOuWEaMLVTz-NWa586DVI8GqxYPHWI76qfk2w7ZIfLNtylaihtizmF0WAoi43hjiroOKhI0VOLi6QejA/s1600-h/dez-9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260831089059862194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUMg9pPDVDkbvLWsyxwqJ4PGJwR27xQZ1UyrktzMzspmcWDwcoU86rMrqS9uGOuWEaMLVTz-NWa586DVI8GqxYPHWI76qfk2w7ZIfLNtylaihtizmF0WAoi43hjiroOKhI0VOLi6QejA/s400/dez-9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Claro que há um "love interest" que apimenta a história (supostamente inspirada nas escrituras, mas com uma série de personagens inventadas, como esta tal Nefertiri, cujo amor funesto por Moisés a leva a exigir a sua morte ao faraó com quem acabou por casar).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU2ismNrsea2Jde_rVDTmjpv8Sp4K_vA6Jwcew3OUpPh85Zz94s7mSD-lJWE69BBiMV_ZKhCSJ-sbmsNxILLokYZWTscskBuRbBTVFlYPFQbnsVn1zh7-BzrGwCCnHT0Egd7bBorc4muM/s1600-h/dez-7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260827125413113682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU2ismNrsea2Jde_rVDTmjpv8Sp4K_vA6Jwcew3OUpPh85Zz94s7mSD-lJWE69BBiMV_ZKhCSJ-sbmsNxILLokYZWTscskBuRbBTVFlYPFQbnsVn1zh7-BzrGwCCnHT0Egd7bBorc4muM/s400/dez-7.jpg" border="0" /></a>Devo confessar que toda esta história "egípcia", da luta pelo poder e influência entre Ramsés e Moisés junto do faraó-pai, e da rivalidade dos mesmos pelo coração (e não só) de Nefertiri é o mais interessante do filme (e o realizador tem a habilidade de a estender por quase dois terços do longo filme).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9MWpkfg3pdO7PzIi-cVelYMXZa49rThGWp_jixsQb1xcu6RJsscZfd7h1weGEswzmg_utAvw-KRHeNNredOnzBr84_xdsK1asi126rf0AhFiYMEclwxKIxQ3pLOlbkICh1vuglW3NS1o/s1600-h/mandamentos5.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260817270720822162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9MWpkfg3pdO7PzIi-cVelYMXZa49rThGWp_jixsQb1xcu6RJsscZfd7h1weGEswzmg_utAvw-KRHeNNredOnzBr84_xdsK1asi126rf0AhFiYMEclwxKIxQ3pLOlbkICh1vuglW3NS1o/s400/mandamentos5.bmp" border="0" /></a>Tudo é magnificamente irresistível: as cores , quase sempre primárias (de Lloyal Griggs, um dos grandes mestres da cor do cinema americano), a música, menos pomposa do que se poderia esperar (de Elmer Bernstein), a cenografia, deliberadamente artificiosa e teatral (uma equipa com o grande Hal Pereira à cabeça). Repare-se como tudo funciona neste "tableau": o sentido visual de DeMille é absolutamente notável, e a eficácia do que nos diz a imagem não encontra paralelo nas superproduções dos dias de hoje - trata-se do momento em que o primogénito do faraó acaba de morrer na sequência da última praga lançada sobre o Egipto; o sentimento de impotência é grande, a rainha, de vermelho (a tentadora que vai exigir vingança não pela morte do filho, mas por se sentir despeitada) jaz por terra, e o gesto de poder do faraó é menos ameaçador do que resignado - acaba de se aperceber que o deus dos hebreus é mais poderoso do que os deuses do Egipto (está bem de ver que este equilíbrio entre a narração e a sua encenação nem sempre é mantido ao longo do filme).<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUPxu-FEMrut9Q-FPfg43PcPQdxuNV-B0iaAiqQNr-SYhPAGJ3HEBbVnDhUZmun5VrELOey_H4Y6odu247qc6gCtq1wlAElFTZXcekVRiaQkY0u8e3O-J-RWmkfWHR8eY6bsmWrjGXnU/s1600-h/dez-3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260817341058535938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjUPxu-FEMrut9Q-FPfg43PcPQdxuNV-B0iaAiqQNr-SYhPAGJ3HEBbVnDhUZmun5VrELOey_H4Y6odu247qc6gCtq1wlAElFTZXcekVRiaQkY0u8e3O-J-RWmkfWHR8eY6bsmWrjGXnU/s400/dez-3.jpg" border="0" /></a>Curiosamente para uma superprodução deste nível - um dos filmes mais caros da história - que utiliza o "state-of-the-art" dos efeitos especiais da época, estes nunca surgem desnecessariamente para espantar o espectador, com valor de espectáculo puro, mas são sempre justificados pela narrativa e são mesmo utilizados esparsamente. Por exemplo, as pragas do Egipto não são todas mostradas, quando teria sido fácil encher-nos o olho com a invasão dos ratos ou dos insectos. Apenas as necessárias para fazer progredir a história. Claro que num filme intitulado "Os Dez Mandamentos", não se poderia evitar o momento da comunicação dos ditos. E ele lá está, através do fogo divino:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKYd1u_4LqNvop5nlm3BRpNEhRqmWRcmfhY_QcejHmpwOLA74DhvcOCNLQDj0dSmu58Fa3lrMe1rBxaNqwA9nk3UtRymJf0XxZJai8l0dXUvIKXcgzkAMYfORtmexk8JbWz5m1hyxpzE/s1600-h/mandamentos4.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260814622776133442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKYd1u_4LqNvop5nlm3BRpNEhRqmWRcmfhY_QcejHmpwOLA74DhvcOCNLQDj0dSmu58Fa3lrMe1rBxaNqwA9nk3UtRymJf0XxZJai8l0dXUvIKXcgzkAMYfORtmexk8JbWz5m1hyxpzE/s400/mandamentos4.bmp" border="0" /></a> A nível de inspiração iconográfica, DeMille recorreu à obra de Arnold Friberg, um pintor em voga na altura, cujos quadros chegaram a ser apelidados de DeMillianos apesar de, sobretudo no que se refere às cenas bíblicas, serem anteriores ao filme.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6EbfppfEEH_hFR8_0Hw_m4XM_1g1KASQpQl1OGBYInhXGr84mr2OVAD_gSwdsfE5T2Hkqxp_E7NyyZXY1ZQtANTmilT6AgZQWCQLfDT_9-nG_vul1SF_sXo4hji0wNQkC15DRuzlE8A/s1600-h/friberg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260814092547515122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6EbfppfEEH_hFR8_0Hw_m4XM_1g1KASQpQl1OGBYInhXGr84mr2OVAD_gSwdsfE5T2Hkqxp_E7NyyZXY1ZQtANTmilT6AgZQWCQLfDT_9-nG_vul1SF_sXo4hji0wNQkC15DRuzlE8A/s400/friberg.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYRS5D7ax1fp4stOwt2fzyfqraEN-2C3t_gAQvdprOxdRK4u5GT7jjBFQ59N6U9VVJQ9czkNbQo243l0Iz4eT6KwKc5W9i0ziIQXKofAEcvObltfntbiIHfpLn3lF6-bOIpyLr7H9AzN0/s1600-h/dez-4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813996189575378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYRS5D7ax1fp4stOwt2fzyfqraEN-2C3t_gAQvdprOxdRK4u5GT7jjBFQ59N6U9VVJQ9czkNbQo243l0Iz4eT6KwKc5W9i0ziIQXKofAEcvObltfntbiIHfpLn3lF6-bOIpyLr7H9AzN0/s400/dez-4.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mesmo a travessia do Mar Vermelho (uma das cenas mais espectaculares e pelas quais o filme é recordado) ecoa um quadro de Friberg.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2bBMeUdA209hdTHhqM9RGdMjnRiVsmbnWNZlMu6OqtKq-2kAFNbPzQnHcMBlByvWtmqmGXWx8mztHyO8xIv-VboEAMqxy8W8K6us_FhijkU918QV9xMaLOOPU_0SOs_2G3gUllWLICE/s1600-h/friberg2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813915037462706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga2bBMeUdA209hdTHhqM9RGdMjnRiVsmbnWNZlMu6OqtKq-2kAFNbPzQnHcMBlByvWtmqmGXWx8mztHyO8xIv-VboEAMqxy8W8K6us_FhijkU918QV9xMaLOOPU_0SOs_2G3gUllWLICE/s400/friberg2.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuByuewnxksz_0pCwAuOezRx48t5fwGTthl5mzvIKp4u5JZxYj9-czEbOZSdiJXorQOX0_HqHZ01dhsloC5yvu30554tKXuvEeCthRJbpjrXYOF6BQaRO0xRaSAIyWyl8ybiab7GSH3E8/s1600-h/mandamentos3.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813774664834018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuByuewnxksz_0pCwAuOezRx48t5fwGTthl5mzvIKp4u5JZxYj9-czEbOZSdiJXorQOX0_HqHZ01dhsloC5yvu30554tKXuvEeCthRJbpjrXYOF6BQaRO0xRaSAIyWyl8ybiab7GSH3E8/s400/mandamentos3.bmp" border="0" /></a> Ingénuo, desmedido, kitsch, pomposo - o que se quiser. Não há gladiador nem senhor dos anéis que lhe chegue aos pés. Deixem passar mais 50 anos e depois venham falar comigo.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixf_0zNavsls-FGPRlkVnsAw_NhOOtKZfj5bvChBokODqP_p3CKALo4-sBa50NVbm1A6u612KHDvpMUeByUU9F9wn_NvT-nvVqjrUOCMMm3cBacvXEog3yPX-lg7SADTYgdHcGCiYFhqA/s1600-h/dez-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260813486046201202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixf_0zNavsls-FGPRlkVnsAw_NhOOtKZfj5bvChBokODqP_p3CKALo4-sBa50NVbm1A6u612KHDvpMUeByUU9F9wn_NvT-nvVqjrUOCMMm3cBacvXEog3yPX-lg7SADTYgdHcGCiYFhqA/s400/dez-2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-47820108597909118602008-10-15T22:34:00.005+02:002008-10-15T22:45:06.422+02:00Não a conhecem, tenho a certeza<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-FWyG8wDouV3U6RoqWDXix_bopOY2ILdzQ0gy7oIOaCfpA77Zg8MVXdchpYpCPL-nHUNKURtnQcUg81zpw_f0PvGH-z2yoTqkvvGdnSLzditNnNK-eKDP_K7RrCOOJw3_6gGzV0e-J0/s1600-h/vladimir+mishukov+2004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257482407389868866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-FWyG8wDouV3U6RoqWDXix_bopOY2ILdzQ0gy7oIOaCfpA77Zg8MVXdchpYpCPL-nHUNKURtnQcUg81zpw_f0PvGH-z2yoTqkvvGdnSLzditNnNK-eKDP_K7RrCOOJw3_6gGzV0e-J0/s400/vladimir+mishukov+2004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOc-gHkCYZStv9WxJA0v0wOmDFt6GfsmWeabDf2qAUmM5pVj4TbsajE6_1tFQ6233weP8wVo2yfOy2TRQ8_BcaxoiSfujciP5p_znwL1iIeU79-heAEpfnwAVNvTmLR5NgAal9Zi9giM4/s1600-h/Litvinova03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257482328821588498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOc-gHkCYZStv9WxJA0v0wOmDFt6GfsmWeabDf2qAUmM5pVj4TbsajE6_1tFQ6233weP8wVo2yfOy2TRQ8_BcaxoiSfujciP5p_znwL1iIeU79-heAEpfnwAVNvTmLR5NgAal9Zi9giM4/s400/Litvinova03.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaI9TRfj8R1XQFT4XqP4j8y7TREa5oCF_QLQJpWU9adtmDG01vo85DWtdiEsh_zbGTK5oEKqSIazNUSQFGvbRFY66bjeqzY288jI1vdTqvtstnE6CuxYbFgh1FQLr6U8hs9-KK8tPaAeg/s1600-h/renata.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257482087923747154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaI9TRfj8R1XQFT4XqP4j8y7TREa5oCF_QLQJpWU9adtmDG01vo85DWtdiEsh_zbGTK5oEKqSIazNUSQFGvbRFY66bjeqzY288jI1vdTqvtstnE6CuxYbFgh1FQLr6U8hs9-KK8tPaAeg/s400/renata.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="color:#009900;">Mas um dia destes falo-vos dela, fica prometido. Para já, fica este aperitivo. E a garantia de que ela é muito, muito mais do que isto. Chama-se</span> <span style="color:#ff9900;">Renata Litvinova</span></strong></span></div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-54243413476100631612008-04-12T18:49:00.011+02:002008-04-12T19:18:08.435+02:00A morte de Anju<span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>É a mais bela morte do cinema. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Ocorre sensivelmente a meio do filme «O Intendente Sansho» («Sanshô dayu» no título original japonês) de Kenji Mizoguchi.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>É uma sequência inadjectivável de 4 planos que dura cerca de 90 segundos.</strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEKChzlbRp61gc_WpXdVfIstLgnNgIQKpky51vEKVUpVpVvgi2Xhyfs9tLY_OLV9-A-r5nTty5gMQStlKLR39vsJ0sSzh7Ny4nBBqR1AzG9YB-dFSqqGdMb0ecYiRUjrgsmxb_4J4w64Y/s1600-h/sansho+dayu01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188405071026945506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEKChzlbRp61gc_WpXdVfIstLgnNgIQKpky51vEKVUpVpVvgi2Xhyfs9tLY_OLV9-A-r5nTty5gMQStlKLR39vsJ0sSzh7Ny4nBBqR1AzG9YB-dFSqqGdMb0ecYiRUjrgsmxb_4J4w64Y/s400/sansho+dayu01.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1feyLXndHzM4heQWwn1bUkr1dC86DMamZQnLLXJpWjRABbU2TiWg-5i_aSNB4bnHokhfRN2pziW2HhUIbCHwrYPPHwusQOix-qfGBU9FJM4owjq4oZSi2M9a8vhvyMKumgIxQX1Hz2xM/s1600-h/sansho+dayu03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404972242697682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1feyLXndHzM4heQWwn1bUkr1dC86DMamZQnLLXJpWjRABbU2TiWg-5i_aSNB4bnHokhfRN2pziW2HhUIbCHwrYPPHwusQOix-qfGBU9FJM4owjq4oZSi2M9a8vhvyMKumgIxQX1Hz2xM/s400/sansho+dayu03.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJwftUQlixTx-9Ma9VD0C1Zf8Ju4SK7NK9kSg6JMFPOnV4zgbdj6lDhuFgBoBj5m1RM6yPj3ukGkac9ISg_Oq_vcTmLgZRPNRdVdfWlpnp4X9Jj9DCPHROSnEON2J2E1DhDQKDJLbHYE/s1600-h/sansho+dayu04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404864868515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuJwftUQlixTx-9Ma9VD0C1Zf8Ju4SK7NK9kSg6JMFPOnV4zgbdj6lDhuFgBoBj5m1RM6yPj3ukGkac9ISg_Oq_vcTmLgZRPNRdVdfWlpnp4X9Jj9DCPHROSnEON2J2E1DhDQKDJLbHYE/s400/sansho+dayu04.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9TvW7QhadEH5iqImya4UDRJDLYmm_uiNJZTOJ85RQKVOKpZs31DWT7s9ggioQwmMLDeZzZYZxCcTHZ0ZE92xpVbJWZziwDFB5IqErY4BG3p-PtWDnATBdGumYLcy6FCfD1J5wzfe7Q-U/s1600-h/sansho+dayu05.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404770379234738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9TvW7QhadEH5iqImya4UDRJDLYmm_uiNJZTOJ85RQKVOKpZs31DWT7s9ggioQwmMLDeZzZYZxCcTHZ0ZE92xpVbJWZziwDFB5IqErY4BG3p-PtWDnATBdGumYLcy6FCfD1J5wzfe7Q-U/s400/sansho+dayu05.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnNX47q11lTXdAfjYkPfhHTDLu067ve-lVem2B_-SWgiZkDQ726MO_QLWKxCz28TD3QvKFbK4ofAw_04QDMcvqCFJKTu7CAMR00TN537u4-ishHkKgb78WS92oZesUFeCiyx9x9OUU2o/s1600-h/sansho+dayu06.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404663005052322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnNX47q11lTXdAfjYkPfhHTDLu067ve-lVem2B_-SWgiZkDQ726MO_QLWKxCz28TD3QvKFbK4ofAw_04QDMcvqCFJKTu7CAMR00TN537u4-ishHkKgb78WS92oZesUFeCiyx9x9OUU2o/s400/sansho+dayu06.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCT07MGDYEMAWmRWc2SCyt5p_8tiWFu8Rf6uOFFAfYvoxd2ZbypFanacXSGO4-xY66mGOMuHvnDUYaHXw9OYuUJDxLmlXyFxSsvXfSYj4zyFn91GXcZzwaLzQdu4pjWSD_dfreUqKMSM8/s1600-h/sansho+dayu08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404555630869906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCT07MGDYEMAWmRWc2SCyt5p_8tiWFu8Rf6uOFFAfYvoxd2ZbypFanacXSGO4-xY66mGOMuHvnDUYaHXw9OYuUJDxLmlXyFxSsvXfSYj4zyFn91GXcZzwaLzQdu4pjWSD_dfreUqKMSM8/s400/sansho+dayu08.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3gpCUXVHJvffqAaauIjLFnPKZEJjsa7E5vZqDo3BbQn_v9ymG3IzHs4zCrgN0BzQlMfxcjoKcQ4wNRZRVKvc1vKKDj1TxmBDsSIBt1Te63mNN24BqdEGtGcs5rNrN3_kC-bp1q7YWG94/s1600-h/sansho+dayu09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404439666752898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3gpCUXVHJvffqAaauIjLFnPKZEJjsa7E5vZqDo3BbQn_v9ymG3IzHs4zCrgN0BzQlMfxcjoKcQ4wNRZRVKvc1vKKDj1TxmBDsSIBt1Te63mNN24BqdEGtGcs5rNrN3_kC-bp1q7YWG94/s400/sansho+dayu09.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqKQjCn0FW5_kXoh2OliyddrGY-SXpEGc4sBiU1WsPWg5ftibR6aVjCWdyhSZyLoTaUMGVgkq6dFNNdqe1t8wdfnCaRQj1ABfmVNYQip97-xUMhWtGmE2hhajh2O4UwZA07xfwer-4tk/s1600-h/sansho+dayu10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404272163028338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJqKQjCn0FW5_kXoh2OliyddrGY-SXpEGc4sBiU1WsPWg5ftibR6aVjCWdyhSZyLoTaUMGVgkq6dFNNdqe1t8wdfnCaRQj1ABfmVNYQip97-xUMhWtGmE2hhajh2O4UwZA07xfwer-4tk/s400/sansho+dayu10.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3bnF3wABuelabduppVMbNTTnGJ6LNVBcDlrknbcor9RxnoMJCkDaRAKyABS2rkcUBQ1Gu7Th4jET6B_9gM0x-kiwspymBPxfjV37ivyMcjVlix1BufmjV1RdmW65Wvi3i-43yr4dQOk/s1600-h/sansho+dayu11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188404181968715106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3bnF3wABuelabduppVMbNTTnGJ6LNVBcDlrknbcor9RxnoMJCkDaRAKyABS2rkcUBQ1Gu7Th4jET6B_9gM0x-kiwspymBPxfjV37ivyMcjVlix1BufmjV1RdmW65Wvi3i-43yr4dQOk/s400/sansho+dayu11.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Palavras, para quê?</span></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-49573112031787963472008-03-28T18:31:00.010+01:002008-03-28T19:58:04.531+01:00É favor não interromper<div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Lembram-se, não é verdade (quem, vivido nos idos de 60 do século passado, poderia não se lembrar) de Julie Christie e Omar Shariff a fazerem de amantes russos, dos lobos e da neve nas paisagens espanholas a fazerem de russas, da música xaroposa de Maurice Jarre a fazer de pastiche de Rachmaninoff. Para as gerações mais novas, aqui vai um «</span></strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoILmy4DBpI&feature=related"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">lembrete</span></strong></a><strong><span style="color:#000000;">».<br />Pois esqueçam, varram-me essa pirosada da cabeça!</span></strong> </div><p align="justify"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghkEvGVP0hxQfpFP8BRKAVmwrNNReRiJ6AQHkr9mkGxa6dZApcwsGNFkrHfsMAFjOJ5NCX-bgmgtdHWl0FJip32JrOQ-is-C5XTVfuJCXpCbh-t8h95JuoRYVslG0u9rqveFHqIEdFDCw/s1600-h/cartaz2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182847590436678690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghkEvGVP0hxQfpFP8BRKAVmwrNNReRiJ6AQHkr9mkGxa6dZApcwsGNFkrHfsMAFjOJ5NCX-bgmgtdHWl0FJip32JrOQ-is-C5XTVfuJCXpCbh-t8h95JuoRYVslG0u9rqveFHqIEdFDCw/s400/cartaz2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="justify"><strong><span style="color:#000000;">É que agora há <em>the real thing</em>, um «Doutor Jivago» (perdão, «<span style="color:#ff0000;">Доктор Живаго</span>») russo, com um <em>stellar cast </em>que reúne alguns dos maiores actores russos contemporâneos (o que significa, simplesmente, alguns dos maiores actores contemporâneos)<em>,</em> uma superprodução feita para a televisão, em 11 episódios, 484 minutos de puro prazer a saborear a conta-gotas. É favor não interromper! Já vou no quarto episódio e ainda (só?) me faltam sete, mas prometo voltar a falar-vos dele. Aqui fica um <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I96-jcG-BSI"><span style="color:#3333ff;">aperitivo</span></a>. E <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgmQxJZ0MTs"><span style="color:#3333ff;">outro</span></a>. E <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tOR_pUuaHMo"><span style="color:#3333ff;">mais outro</span></a></span></strong><strong><span style="color:#000000;"> </span></strong></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNUi0M_9Hzi9Ebx3dUAX_xrJmDPWerJDhAc-l1WmO3W_qbeiGqHqJ2EsMKJoa6TFmfa7Ib_AZyZ8fTNDUxbqE0nGb_ZkltGsUeqmCEJqcdRSekKELSsst1jEfxG9_mrS-j2ewxvdSgaM/s1600-h/cartaz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182857511811132466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKNUi0M_9Hzi9Ebx3dUAX_xrJmDPWerJDhAc-l1WmO3W_qbeiGqHqJ2EsMKJoa6TFmfa7Ib_AZyZ8fTNDUxbqE0nGb_ZkltGsUeqmCEJqcdRSekKELSsst1jEfxG9_mrS-j2ewxvdSgaM/s400/cartaz.jpg" border="0" /></a> <p></p>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-17789543912505596662008-02-27T00:09:00.031+01:002008-03-04T09:48:00.595+01:00Desterro<u><span style="color:#0000ff;"></span></u><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGJnFcxH5ERPvM_BoulRBLzYeNh4h_g7XwJXVgHQHIpbf5BJeAqi6DqIcNV60m3LYYTRra0j-3jA8zLMgYASadO7jTMoUr34hFuoMIXuVBRq7htFppgB2bNt8-geVCWGZ_IKIzI5Yu7g/s1600-h/banishment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172465584261543234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGJnFcxH5ERPvM_BoulRBLzYeNh4h_g7XwJXVgHQHIpbf5BJeAqi6DqIcNV60m3LYYTRra0j-3jA8zLMgYASadO7jTMoUr34hFuoMIXuVBRq7htFppgB2bNt8-geVCWGZ_IKIzI5Yu7g/s400/banishment.jpg" border="0" /></a>Gosto de filmes russos. É uma fraqueza minha, um pequeno pecadilho, todos nós os temos, mais ou menos confessáveis, e este acho que nem para mim próprio ainda o tinha verbalizado. Tento controlá-lo, mas nem sempre com sucesso. Gosto de todo o tipo de filmes russos, dos mudos da era czarista (também os houve!) - Y. Bauer -, dos da utopia revolucionária (sejam eles vanguardistas - Eisenstein, Dovzhenko -, experimentais - Vertov - ou de feitura mais clássica - Barnet), das grandes epopeias históricas - Eisenstein de novo -, dos melodramas edificantes - Donskoi -, tenho até (e o que vou dizer é uma enormidade) uma certa complacência pelos filmes realistas socialistas mais ou menos ingénuos da era soviética. A abortada nova vaga russa dos anos 60 - Shepitko, Muratova -, o caso Tarkovski, o renascimento pós-soviético - Sokurov, a maravilhosa Kira Muratova novamente (e um dia voltarei para vos falar dela)... Não sei explicar por quê: é a musicalidade da língua, é o lado pictórico dos caracteres, é a estranheza da estepe, é a melancolia dos rostos, o excesso dos gestos, sei lá. Já estavam avisados, eu sou um cinéfilo invertebrado.</p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqzYEHmJvUefX6hyphenhyphen-UOww2eFVMZIZ4vpupmP_q31IiPEXe_LxGMrWqihBqnH8S-qqjLdgSTKnfK8zkA7nsK6WMX1sqBniTStZyuThlKaBTW1n2s6RxQl886L-_SQbkUAJpPaQCXXGaMk/s1600-h/izgnanie3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171430265841282882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxqzYEHmJvUefX6hyphenhyphen-UOww2eFVMZIZ4vpupmP_q31IiPEXe_LxGMrWqihBqnH8S-qqjLdgSTKnfK8zkA7nsK6WMX1sqBniTStZyuThlKaBTW1n2s6RxQl886L-_SQbkUAJpPaQCXXGaMk/s400/izgnanie3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Vem isto a propósito de um recente filme russo,<span style="color:#3333ff;"> <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xTBmawqoALk"><em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Изгнание</span></strong></em></a> </span>(<strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></em></strong> - <em><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>The Banishment</strong></span></em>, que poderia dar em português <em>O Banimento</em> ou <em>O Desterro</em>), de Andrei Zvyagintsev. É o segundo filme deste realizador, que começou em 2003 com o belo <span style="color:#009900;"><em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Возвращение</span></strong></em> </span>(<em><strong><span style="color:#000000;">Vozvrashcheniye</span></strong></em> - <em><span style="color:#000000;"><strong>O Regresso</strong></span></em>), tendo surpreendido tudo e todos ao ganhar o Leão de Ouro do Festival de Veneza. </p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUg6JygzI4Qbtv6DQd7ngfEdsAu8ewtHO8LFkzTlSIqj4sEq29HO0_whJrtf9ZF293j_cES7PTT0gXr2MLmH9J_dQra6CMl1FdK5UHGX_EGVJsGlXl3zPm6foqeINpVCc9PLbv33xNx8o/s1600-h/izgnanie8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171431781964738514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUg6JygzI4Qbtv6DQd7ngfEdsAu8ewtHO8LFkzTlSIqj4sEq29HO0_whJrtf9ZF293j_cES7PTT0gXr2MLmH9J_dQra6CMl1FdK5UHGX_EGVJsGlXl3zPm6foqeINpVCc9PLbv33xNx8o/s400/izgnanie8.jpg" border="0" /></a> Como frequentemente me acontece, saí do filme rendido, esmagado e exaltado, mas sem conseguir explicar porquê. Apesar de ter sido seleccionado para o Festival de Cannes do ano passado (e de ter saído de lá com um prémio de interpretação para Konstantin Lavronenko), a crítica não tem sido meiga com <strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></em></strong>. Acusam-no de excesso de referências estéticas, excesso de decorativismo, excesso de simbolismo, um certo pretenciosismo e alguma confusão narrativa. Enfim, tudo o que um filme não deve ser...</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRyU5CMkNCN5ggqmT2Hq-QmEaX6maqesUqQ2VDanb67SVLEd7DexUzgDsKyIXwlhx9T7gXETKMtabD6ZQKrFTDuu53WW0YocxPAqS8e40Q0ysZqWAsWOnfiCJeX_90FlK0KWFOP7EcMQ/s1600-h/izgnanie7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171431511381798834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWRyU5CMkNCN5ggqmT2Hq-QmEaX6maqesUqQ2VDanb67SVLEd7DexUzgDsKyIXwlhx9T7gXETKMtabD6ZQKrFTDuu53WW0YocxPAqS8e40Q0ysZqWAsWOnfiCJeX_90FlK0KWFOP7EcMQ/s400/izgnanie7.jpg" border="0" /></a> E, no entanto... discordo. Discordo e estou pronto a defendê-lo, mesmo apesar de, agora já a frio, lhe reconhecer alguns problemas, sobretudo relacionados com as elipses narrativas que, em certos casos, deixam portas demasiado abertas. De resto, o filme conta uma história velha do tamanho da humanidade, ou seja, o conflito no interior de uma família, a relação do Homem com o que não consegue apreender e a responsabilidade do indivíduo face aos seus actos.</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO_dWdFdXZWLBMXpwDFl9dxIaRLw-Ua8_zBcA6d8gnv4rUpD7EKvY_4J8YRZWOmo_uV8Kc5t_mN9AIjj-mOEw3B9dQRuVuQQnhr9BcsxMWcXyjF0nnAu8IP-wwvq9ceROv1Vppeo7-N8/s1600-h/izgnanie5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171431051820298114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKO_dWdFdXZWLBMXpwDFl9dxIaRLw-Ua8_zBcA6d8gnv4rUpD7EKvY_4J8YRZWOmo_uV8Kc5t_mN9AIjj-mOEw3B9dQRuVuQQnhr9BcsxMWcXyjF0nnAu8IP-wwvq9ceROv1Vppeo7-N8/s400/izgnanie5.jpg" border="0" /></a> <em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></strong></em> baseia-se num romance esquecido do escritor americano de origem arménia William Saroyan, publicado em 1954, e conta a história de Alexandre, de Vera, sua mulher, e dos dois filhos, Kir e Eva, que se instalam na casa de infância de Alex, no campo. Mal instalados, Vera anuncia ao marido que está grávida, mas que o filho não é dele. Alexandre não sabe como reagir face a essa notícia inesperada e a partir daí o drama vai num crescendo. Propositadamente, não vou adiantar mais sobre a intriga; direi apenas que, surpreendentemente para um filme aparentemente tão contemplativo, as personagens (entre as quais Mark, o irmão de Alex, a ovelha tresmalhada da família) e os acontecimentos se sucedem. </p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6EUfnBZkOhCKXwHyrP_DvysJa8Y51RX3hJ0K-7UtjdpYUnSdFLBYqSaDEuXF-NmaS5dITw5f2KjpsQMF_W_GCuYT0nqbB_FxbLxDD7lpXyPXYiuTO5S5I7G8MtGGCRAIf1bI665WMOmw/s1600-h/izgnanie4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171430695338012514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6EUfnBZkOhCKXwHyrP_DvysJa8Y51RX3hJ0K-7UtjdpYUnSdFLBYqSaDEuXF-NmaS5dITw5f2KjpsQMF_W_GCuYT0nqbB_FxbLxDD7lpXyPXYiuTO5S5I7G8MtGGCRAIf1bI665WMOmw/s400/izgnanie4.jpg" border="0" /></a> A solenidade formal é mais aparente do que real. Se bem que Zvyagintsev convoque Tarkovski e outras referências cinéfilas (mais Antonioni do que Bergman, ao contrário do que se tem dito) para a composição e o encadeamento dos planos, e o ritmo lento do filme o pareça corroborar, <strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></em></strong> vê-se quase como um thriller, atípico, é certo, mas do qual não estão arredados alguns dispositivos narrativos próprios do género, nem mesmo alguns artefactos (a arma, a carta-mistério). A trama deste filme aparentemente solene e hierático segue-se como a trama de um filme de mistério, se bem que com mais espaço para a intervenção do espectador - o que é também a sua principal deficiência, reconheço: não falo, atenção, de mais explicações ou mais psicologia, mas de mais consistência e mais espaço para compreendermos melhor as motivações de algumas personagens (Vera, a mulher, ou Mark, o irmão).</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_27KyLD2RIBzJnucDAC8yq-aofN_ebkFifZiWWzkIRA4ECBvKUp_GWIoGJgPeCJ-CwPUGgcJLvubSGv32u-Hr2ZTGuO3O48VNCtPCArMhc_eWx_O02MA2qPw50vv0_WLl-AL5xX3umHU/s1600-h/izgnanie2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171430484884614994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_27KyLD2RIBzJnucDAC8yq-aofN_ebkFifZiWWzkIRA4ECBvKUp_GWIoGJgPeCJ-CwPUGgcJLvubSGv32u-Hr2ZTGuO3O48VNCtPCArMhc_eWx_O02MA2qPw50vv0_WLl-AL5xX3umHU/s400/izgnanie2.jpg" border="0" /></a> É claro que a beleza visual do filme é esmagadora, e só eu sei como sou particularmente sensível a este tipo de beleza. Não a beleza da paisagem bonitinha e bem compostinha, decorativa, mas a da paisagem como reflexo da alma, com tudo o que ela tem de paz, de secreto, de mistério, de feio, de inquietante, de busca (e não deixa de ser curioso que este filme tão russo, com esta paisagem tão russa, tenha sido filmado na Moldávia e... na Bélgica - afinal, aquilo que reconhecemos como tão particularmente russo é mais universal do que pensávamos).</p><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2qxd2wdHsNGzMM1bR7g6ui63-yuhV-Kkw-q6bjVmoqq6aJi_L9mRpXb6flipJX7axTGKxTSv9sa2_bVyfVg94B_OMuD6neludqWMIqKaPmXnqxtcp4Lhzku8_WtEmSti3oZRixro1x8/s1600-h/izgnanie10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171430953036050290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2qxd2wdHsNGzMM1bR7g6ui63-yuhV-Kkw-q6bjVmoqq6aJi_L9mRpXb6flipJX7axTGKxTSv9sa2_bVyfVg94B_OMuD6neludqWMIqKaPmXnqxtcp4Lhzku8_WtEmSti3oZRixro1x8/s400/izgnanie10.jpg" border="0" /></a> O rigor da composição dos planos, o simbolismo das referências (são muitas as referências bíblicas, desde os nomes das personagens à leitura de uma passagem de uma epístola de S. Paulo, passando por um puzzle que reproduz a "Anunciação" de Leonardo Da Vinci ou pelo uso de um excerto do "Magnificat" de Bach; mas o que é a Bíblia se não uma história de famílias?), as citações cinéfilas (Tarkovski e o vento, Antonioni e a paisagem industrial desolada) ou pictóricas (Brueghel), tudo se conjuga para adensar o mistério e para nos dar pistas para a sua resolução.</p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYI0cympqDfl3xUE32iKQzczRpjR81OkMzfPu-r5_qqTWObpudbHlcDzWD9aEutMj9dah9cywKwxvnuWLRYNJU4-3XE5RK14m0-4pq-JTS4n-wJbdifWef04DkY2tI0Mc5LXOCau5OgcA/s1600-h/izgnanie6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171431288043499410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYI0cympqDfl3xUE32iKQzczRpjR81OkMzfPu-r5_qqTWObpudbHlcDzWD9aEutMj9dah9cywKwxvnuWLRYNJU4-3XE5RK14m0-4pq-JTS4n-wJbdifWef04DkY2tI0Mc5LXOCau5OgcA/s400/izgnanie6.jpg" border="0" /></a> Os actores são outro dos trunfos (e não dos menores) do cinema russo de que tanto gosto. Não nos esqueçamos que o teatro russo é uma das mais antigas e prestigiadas escolas de representação do mundo, que está na origem do famoso <em>Actor's Studio</em> americano. Os actores de <strong><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></em></strong> são todos impressionantes de justeza, desde Konstantin Lavronenko (justamente premiado em Cannes) à extraordinária galeria de secundários. Actores com a capacidade de fazer passar emoções com o menor esforço aparente, despsicologizando ao máximo (poucas variações de tom, nenhum histrionismo), corporalizando ao máximo (não sei se me faço entender, mas as presenças físicas, neste filme todo de paisagens e de almas, são pujantes).</p><br /><p align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7UyMZt0TNbcctemisSXniDyAx6bbSqo0v567szQivdEqfnfw-R_WoksRcP7IcD8k-xelK3YGZYQjDmb0RoKBtnoYN22Xplspcp9q1Lo0DaqEe1ku0QwKUf_aAJODTcz17vf4ZSKVs7kA/s1600-h/izgnanie.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171431906518790114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7UyMZt0TNbcctemisSXniDyAx6bbSqo0v567szQivdEqfnfw-R_WoksRcP7IcD8k-xelK3YGZYQjDmb0RoKBtnoYN22Xplspcp9q1Lo0DaqEe1ku0QwKUf_aAJODTcz17vf4ZSKVs7kA/s400/izgnanie.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p>Não sei se <em><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Izgnanie</span></strong></em> é um grande filme, mas é certamente um filme que amo muito.Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-43784210780971472022008-02-21T21:25:00.017+01:002008-02-21T23:15:02.045+01:00Se houvesse justiça...<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">... no próximo domingo, os Óscares seriam distribuídos pelos seguintes filmes:</span><br /></strong><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5yZZtOQzjTb_drVwc_S-Pqk7YB-yTMkTiKrAkkd6Bw2b6-DE0fObZ2sggrFwtnT0V3oZGgwd3Mw5BdmHDwCLYodhNUi3CoXWWZ7-LoNaHCkZQyaBVhCpI9afnI2CRoJ0dFDqWgVzeGc/s1600-h/no+country6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169544152428080082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj5yZZtOQzjTb_drVwc_S-Pqk7YB-yTMkTiKrAkkd6Bw2b6-DE0fObZ2sggrFwtnT0V3oZGgwd3Mw5BdmHDwCLYodhNUi3CoXWWZ7-LoNaHCkZQyaBVhCpI9afnI2CRoJ0dFDqWgVzeGc/s400/no+country6.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><em>No Country for Old Men </em></span><span style="color:#006600;">de Joel e Ethan Coen</span></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor filme</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor realização</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor actor secundário (Javier Bardem)</span></strong><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfO0AJKn9i4It1WjSxi3-jxRvXsL0ghyphenhyphen_H0AI-jB8P3ex-6iFdmPy_6dvsn_g18u15zjZEFw-hgulbJ-8nAEFw5IjdL_dvt98XIH_WjG2XeqUsrprCZIwbFidcbiHV49wvEJ0g_44AhU/s1600-h/easternpromises2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543993514290114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmfO0AJKn9i4It1WjSxi3-jxRvXsL0ghyphenhyphen_H0AI-jB8P3ex-6iFdmPy_6dvsn_g18u15zjZEFw-hgulbJ-8nAEFw5IjdL_dvt98XIH_WjG2XeqUsrprCZIwbFidcbiHV49wvEJ0g_44AhU/s400/easternpromises2.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>Eastern Promises </em></span><span style="color:#000099;">de David Cronenberg</span></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor actor (Viggo Mortensen)</span></strong><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gF-uhyHfQxbK0nfwkfqIxhd25nKVzfPcbjH9chshX6gDnL4PJ4y9s4JoU_ImHxN9Ix1gAGr6Z0DybwZz5IX_cIPFLc_0oDShYwMeVPHGpCareWxDdxzxpCxa1fCXXr2Fchz74kY3HrU/s1600-h/away+from+her2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543830305532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gF-uhyHfQxbK0nfwkfqIxhd25nKVzfPcbjH9chshX6gDnL4PJ4y9s4JoU_ImHxN9Ix1gAGr6Z0DybwZz5IX_cIPFLc_0oDShYwMeVPHGpCareWxDdxzxpCxa1fCXXr2Fchz74kY3HrU/s400/away+from+her2.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><em>Away from Her </em></span><span style="color:#006600;">de Sarah Polley</span></span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor actriz (Julie Christie)</span></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor argumento adaptado</span><br /></strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5-vxC8GjSqRDq8YXvm-HwybJrGCL3WfYfRBeI8AYtj1EgXFsYfCM7q_n0lkS6tx-augfEGBep-K_ZtcSFvYX5daGOUrqJ2l8ZdkjUtw4HqHvUjAUMNEaYYLv-3qOl3SP-nWosFcKXK5Q/s1600-h/im-not-there5.jpg"><span style="color:#006600;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543714341415842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5-vxC8GjSqRDq8YXvm-HwybJrGCL3WfYfRBeI8AYtj1EgXFsYfCM7q_n0lkS6tx-augfEGBep-K_ZtcSFvYX5daGOUrqJ2l8ZdkjUtw4HqHvUjAUMNEaYYLv-3qOl3SP-nWosFcKXK5Q/s400/im-not-there5.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>I'm Not There </em></span><span style="color:#000099;">de Todd Haynes</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>melhor actriz secundária (Cate Blanchet)</strong></span><br /></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCClDOdJ-K-aHOIWk5P7aZJxnWIjY8GZ95fd6f4AUBU2RToaAhz3CsJ_YcGuBZSeKgFZ_Oqohb8u1Qgnd3JDcZB9AlIjGlVrJKm86v5HbytkV8rx1ENm5SCrI7I8Yhi4D8xUYT3UxMXtc/s1600-h/ratatouille.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543499593051026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCClDOdJ-K-aHOIWk5P7aZJxnWIjY8GZ95fd6f4AUBU2RToaAhz3CsJ_YcGuBZSeKgFZ_Oqohb8u1Qgnd3JDcZB9AlIjGlVrJKm86v5HbytkV8rx1ENm5SCrI7I8Yhi4D8xUYT3UxMXtc/s400/ratatouille.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#009900;"><em>Ratatouille </em></span><span style="color:#006600;">de Brad Bird e Jan Pinkava</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor argumento original</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor música (Michael Giacchino)</span></strong><br /></p><p align="center"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9jjMdKFcXBY5c8N5bUn8FWzUymKec8QNiRbphcIG0-yWs-WW0tz-6qU6vH5ddqCB0Nq_BKQ96RFJoDQek77RI_JG_L1Wz5Ks3x335DCGKqD8yNjH2lC3QDERxhc1Oy3Xb3N_wDdlqAo/s1600-h/jessejames.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543362154097538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP9jjMdKFcXBY5c8N5bUn8FWzUymKec8QNiRbphcIG0-yWs-WW0tz-6qU6vH5ddqCB0Nq_BKQ96RFJoDQek77RI_JG_L1Wz5Ks3x335DCGKqD8yNjH2lC3QDERxhc1Oy3Xb3N_wDdlqAo/s400/jessejames.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford</span></em> de Andrew Dominik</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor cinematografia (Roger Deakins)</span></strong><br /></p></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcRZgWaHLangysVrRaun3VKKZ1rOWo8_hOci24gjn87gM9Hu64cedAspajpe6Ek8yXElsFtAVItLfcssY1lc7w8v-UppiQh17ULEsJZ1HRl8LH1eRGxnFShdcliXcNKtSLD0GfKpvRQo/s1600-h/bourneultimatum4.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169543100161092466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbcRZgWaHLangysVrRaun3VKKZ1rOWo8_hOci24gjn87gM9Hu64cedAspajpe6Ek8yXElsFtAVItLfcssY1lc7w8v-UppiQh17ULEsJZ1HRl8LH1eRGxnFShdcliXcNKtSLD0GfKpvRQo/s400/bourneultimatum4.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="color:#009900;">The Bourne Ultimatum</span></em> <span style="color:#006600;">de Paul Greengrass</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor montagem</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor som</span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor montagem de som</span></strong><br /></p><p align="center"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ43ew8YHCV4UEJoUWVZdgxFJkYOLR1vFcSNWOqDPtVXG191qY_2jZVhrhQbgKiufrz9PSCKcFOtQXlKw4ie1vfFtWLZHmPwhl5SiunbvHc4io0Ae0Oojh3EvCffZgmnlV-0ZNBLI-Tg0/s1600-h/ThereWillBeBlood2.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542898297629538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ43ew8YHCV4UEJoUWVZdgxFJkYOLR1vFcSNWOqDPtVXG191qY_2jZVhrhQbgKiufrz9PSCKcFOtQXlKw4ie1vfFtWLZHmPwhl5SiunbvHc4io0Ae0Oojh3EvCffZgmnlV-0ZNBLI-Tg0/s400/ThereWillBeBlood2.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>There Will Be Blood </em></span><span style="color:#000099;">de Paul Thomas Anderson</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor direcção artística</span></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmsk0rzX_UD30QQiXj0hHdAzJPyti1mvTN8ROE7oHNV7L4huLakgQJzj2RwfhTvb4M6GIc1jfOI-gNF4YojzJteiSxyD4SjVm8LAR5b2es-EmFBBhNtU7KvjzgCJf23Synf79ayT_fBn0/s1600-h/sweeney_todd.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542790923447122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmsk0rzX_UD30QQiXj0hHdAzJPyti1mvTN8ROE7oHNV7L4huLakgQJzj2RwfhTvb4M6GIc1jfOI-gNF4YojzJteiSxyD4SjVm8LAR5b2es-EmFBBhNtU7KvjzgCJf23Synf79ayT_fBn0/s400/sweeney_todd.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"><em><span style="color:#009900;"> </span></em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="color:#009900;">Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street</span></em> <span style="color:#006600;">de Tim Burton</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor guarda-roupa</span></strong><br /></p><p align="center"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4Xhc4zWftPUCKncyczzvNnl1AgvoaJGuRTyUyRS9V0K9e7nueCdybdU5VCGvVRDZtK8U28-cm1qyNVGeRMhbEVC2__SgMc9cbFuFe4MJ-1bsps28X0UEY0b34sTNlC9TlH3mup-XPes/s1600-h/12.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542528930442050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK4Xhc4zWftPUCKncyczzvNnl1AgvoaJGuRTyUyRS9V0K9e7nueCdybdU5VCGvVRDZtK8U28-cm1qyNVGeRMhbEVC2__SgMc9cbFuFe4MJ-1bsps28X0UEY0b34sTNlC9TlH3mup-XPes/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#000099;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>12</em> </span><span style="color:#000099;">de Nikita Mikhalkov</span></span></strong></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor filme em língua estrangeira</span></strong></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo-6ktvN528Z3Oau3xkU70okSbZR-YiXrTHT7MkhPcxOpWq05p4VqUW00QRtExuTLX-56mo4BlzU-cGMv13gJK64I-ATLwpmfBVMT9jwWYMHVE9zc58xLIWo7tZ-bYG61BFpdLAfs868/s1600-h/persepolis.jpg"><span style="color:#000099;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169542348541815602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo-6ktvN528Z3Oau3xkU70okSbZR-YiXrTHT7MkhPcxOpWq05p4VqUW00QRtExuTLX-56mo4BlzU-cGMv13gJK64I-ATLwpmfBVMT9jwWYMHVE9zc58xLIWo7tZ-bYG61BFpdLAfs868/s400/persepolis.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#000099;"> </span><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><em>Persépolis </em><span style="color:#006600;">de Marjane Satrapi e Vincent Paronnaud</span></strong></span></span></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">melhor filme de animação</span></strong></p><p align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;">Mas, a bem dizer, não me cheira, porque o melhor de todos não foi nem sequer nomeado para coisa nenhuma:</span></strong></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoBd6CLtll5pzS5l5tIbTa7cldyUyZ5Bg2xpMvcUeURNk189urHLO73dl4mGPkJFu5b9IdNrjj8rnT-PGMLgbzO_RRlJFUea2gaHXt1TdOdFzbEZFNjCVfoCGl6Mib2PLtd8k7_rFRYY/s1600-h/paranoid5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169554284255931362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfoBd6CLtll5pzS5l5tIbTa7cldyUyZ5Bg2xpMvcUeURNk189urHLO73dl4mGPkJFu5b9IdNrjj8rnT-PGMLgbzO_RRlJFUea2gaHXt1TdOdFzbEZFNjCVfoCGl6Mib2PLtd8k7_rFRYY/s400/paranoid5.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Paranoid Park</span> </em></span><span style="color:#000099;">de Gus Van Sant</span></strong></span></p>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-48251483223616071262007-11-28T16:21:00.000+01:002007-11-28T16:51:10.602+01:00A pedido de várias famílias...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1x5kOdBp34I-SzJHkophilnlEI4gPAEsdGbja_njBrEvI1BpX0qjCSxLXCenWLeYGFMC2Q64yUGjNvJp3DR-s0uO4-s2fGm1LsqHCFXzs4plVPB7aJOwojiIJFK94WaotE7SGaSjN9k/s1600-h/AwayFromHer.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137912120822409602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1x5kOdBp34I-SzJHkophilnlEI4gPAEsdGbja_njBrEvI1BpX0qjCSxLXCenWLeYGFMC2Q64yUGjNvJp3DR-s0uO4-s2fGm1LsqHCFXzs4plVPB7aJOwojiIJFK94WaotE7SGaSjN9k/s400/AwayFromHer.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />... estou de volta! A ausência foi longa, eu sei, não estava prevista, não senhor, nem teve uma razão especial, sei lá. Chamemos-lhe umas férias estivais alargadas, tão prolongadas como o Verão do cantinho à beira-mar plantado, assim como se um blogue fosse uma coisa de frio, lareira e pantufas. Período de reflexão, também, embora, confesso, não tenha concluído nada.<br /><br />Volto assim com uma foto da mais bela mulher do cinema (Julie Christie) num filme que é uma das melhores surpresas dos últimos meses (<em><strong>Away from Her</strong></em>) que conta uma daquelas histórias de amor que apetece fazer perdurar. O filme é canadiano, estreia hoje discretamente em Bruxelas, em Portugal saiu directamente em DVD, e se houvesse justiça no mundo, haveria óscar à vista.<br /><br />A história de um filme não se conta, por isso não vou desvendar a deste, mas posso referir que os protagonistas são um casal a entrar na terceira idade, há sintomas de Alzheimer, há sentimento de perda, há amizade e sobretudo muito amor. O filme é sério, já se vê, mas é uma "labour of love" e um prazer!<br /><br />E agora despeço-me, prometendo que não voltarei a estar tanto tempo <em>away from you</em>...Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-35195323604082658882007-07-31T11:58:00.001+02:002007-07-31T12:13:19.687+02:00O Eclipse de Antonioni<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_IFPshmSh_QxBWHdEZMjxalcOwQ0kFwL1aLnf4oUMYnsFY8iUAggJrhMxggcvCg_HJF5-z9-H-bLglg_0iDxU38DazJlcYcJ6KjEpFU2UTrgakXVgUPWlt2idAiELDmJ-PsVye7ZV9w/s1600-h/aventura.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298505693263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH_IFPshmSh_QxBWHdEZMjxalcOwQ0kFwL1aLnf4oUMYnsFY8iUAggJrhMxggcvCg_HJF5-z9-H-bLglg_0iDxU38DazJlcYcJ6KjEpFU2UTrgakXVgUPWlt2idAiELDmJ-PsVye7ZV9w/s400/aventura.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3uoDpIC0WHMswlAuFilQ80Ln2x9rarB4RRdoLRp19ujyjS7Zf0f5GfhcZtRqJ1Rv-FvbmmLWRqFh72I1MwWUB2HRMcu0wplk2c_RNPzqQpJZHl_lxwRhxGj8dvLjtOV1zpDDH_D_uEM/s1600-h/deserto.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298445563721170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA3uoDpIC0WHMswlAuFilQ80Ln2x9rarB4RRdoLRp19ujyjS7Zf0f5GfhcZtRqJ1Rv-FvbmmLWRqFh72I1MwWUB2HRMcu0wplk2c_RNPzqQpJZHl_lxwRhxGj8dvLjtOV1zpDDH_D_uEM/s400/deserto.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIedjtoVixApdlDFJpZNA5pgxSRpoTXkx2NFFPNwgRLwPz3BkxwcL_a7jooJ-Axaie-EZqujgI5P-q0w2xm7uF2gJLGSnzV-1mA2askdcW8hz4XuOVsJdrXzS_18-XqhwUKo9CFyNp1sA/s1600-h/eclipse.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093298389729146306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIedjtoVixApdlDFJpZNA5pgxSRpoTXkx2NFFPNwgRLwPz3BkxwcL_a7jooJ-Axaie-EZqujgI5P-q0w2xm7uF2gJLGSnzV-1mA2askdcW8hz4XuOVsJdrXzS_18-XqhwUKo9CFyNp1sA/s400/eclipse.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ainda mal refeito da morte de Ingmar Bergman ontem, o mundo do cinema é hoje abalado pela notícia do desaparecimento de outro muito grande: Michelangelo Antonioni. Sem palavras. Ficam os filmes. </div><div align="justify"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPgVd4S6Q5lG7H3EZ7qAnLLZItgCMrAuvUQP1CrSmrMv7qBW7yjvyCuTgo3xYHx4nURJpAu-ojiSMC-Fo3y2Hsqug4EUOk0t1FWHUYuWXzcw_XVD1OGDP8CF0aWAOaAvBdAtqa1H5hhfM/s1600-h/blowup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093300296694625778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPgVd4S6Q5lG7H3EZ7qAnLLZItgCMrAuvUQP1CrSmrMv7qBW7yjvyCuTgo3xYHx4nURJpAu-ojiSMC-Fo3y2Hsqug4EUOk0t1FWHUYuWXzcw_XVD1OGDP8CF0aWAOaAvBdAtqa1H5hhfM/s400/blowup.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ironia da vida, no mesmo dia morre também o actor britânico David Hemmings, cujo papel emblemático foi o do fotógrafo de "Blowup" de Antonioni.</div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-85342114195504918322007-07-30T13:44:00.000+02:002007-07-30T14:04:48.881+02:00Os Rostos de Bergman<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wTxru3djDbocdcyqHASlnClDgOiyRpjmLwe9Zy5BBqm6x0q_XBXHmwh-UNF7DnyXNvaswbUTt5p9tb2YTqkajluuq37I2ohRNgqTiVG-BWnA50s-JPp1uM4vHv_ZYpSNrec3bah7UXs/s1600-h/persona3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955647043958050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8wTxru3djDbocdcyqHASlnClDgOiyRpjmLwe9Zy5BBqm6x0q_XBXHmwh-UNF7DnyXNvaswbUTt5p9tb2YTqkajluuq37I2ohRNgqTiVG-BWnA50s-JPp1uM4vHv_ZYpSNrec3bah7UXs/s400/persona3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BVZ26jl3uFAnM57XosF1fqWboluwphjZkBg-CVVXQ5KjzRtCl50mpN7Lm-cMuQuz6zLYTO2luOR_u03Mp6hvs8RtLlD8QRAdDffgfA73wfU3xlKstxTEd7ak3MDWxvY4JXxfdi0GSLc/s1600-h/sorrisos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955574029514002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0BVZ26jl3uFAnM57XosF1fqWboluwphjZkBg-CVVXQ5KjzRtCl50mpN7Lm-cMuQuz6zLYTO2luOR_u03Mp6hvs8RtLlD8QRAdDffgfA73wfU3xlKstxTEd7ak3MDWxvY4JXxfdi0GSLc/s400/sorrisos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUT6kO_ZPWRLxa41NrZYwA41MkgEsjEtfP6_zel-jgVvcbXU_YF_NBoRI6-pefy69c2UDgZZXwc2qgkMcTR1EJaoA79tvlouaLtrn2LZ1292LZIDy8X_l4_gM9UcSn9QqCQlOWg2psMLM/s1600-h/passion2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092956063655785778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUT6kO_ZPWRLxa41NrZYwA41MkgEsjEtfP6_zel-jgVvcbXU_YF_NBoRI6-pefy69c2UDgZZXwc2qgkMcTR1EJaoA79tvlouaLtrn2LZ1292LZIDy8X_l4_gM9UcSn9QqCQlOWg2psMLM/s400/passion2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWzenrLEyEj2oFQ0BZ_FIsJ9LT6w0CoJ2IVkTwqHKnhI0zYuY00FY7hw-_5sWZHeBo07dPcHM0jX9S1LBo_502VckVafthgx-Wynx6I-Awn7tcJ5vqy-72FPsUQObh3-3k5B__bQyQsc/s1600-h/monika.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955350691214562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWzenrLEyEj2oFQ0BZ_FIsJ9LT6w0CoJ2IVkTwqHKnhI0zYuY00FY7hw-_5sWZHeBo07dPcHM0jX9S1LBo_502VckVafthgx-Wynx6I-Awn7tcJ5vqy-72FPsUQObh3-3k5B__bQyQsc/s400/monika.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6QT5H4MNJk95dq1QqoKD2QY76bTHr7wWa0G16IbK0OpQ0UdPI8ylzPI928ZQfU2qStN15VKAIr4sgdw8rfk1fwngmPVLdh6b36bKUqX00lqqDO3P5DVjcyDM4SpJmrx0FHZxBrJk1Z8/s1600-h/cries.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955423705658610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj6QT5H4MNJk95dq1QqoKD2QY76bTHr7wWa0G16IbK0OpQ0UdPI8ylzPI928ZQfU2qStN15VKAIr4sgdw8rfk1fwngmPVLdh6b36bKUqX00lqqDO3P5DVjcyDM4SpJmrx0FHZxBrJk1Z8/s400/cries.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2EU-1WY5zQvnEyl2l8ZDpwjYO2hrjeqK0HDVX5FbojIFO_SFLM9oWPJGXyfUz93DzEh6vG91lcymxfhAAJtyPX3DcIV2bwfRrI1kvNOQCsniVUTX_rjLywhYIvWPVjdmGCsy48w6Co0/s1600-h/silencio2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955208957293778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ2EU-1WY5zQvnEyl2l8ZDpwjYO2hrjeqK0HDVX5FbojIFO_SFLM9oWPJGXyfUz93DzEh6vG91lcymxfhAAJtyPX3DcIV2bwfRrI1kvNOQCsniVUTX_rjLywhYIvWPVjdmGCsy48w6Co0/s400/silencio2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJK5defIqtUSInjqQu3dGvQxa1XpvRv80Gpx9jx7UDBBkxNB6lMCBKQkr0WUregNiowabXQB9ThV8YW53j7frqrZMYQerpbgf00AVPOyNbJ8WJ1yRY5lWPQLAWEVIxFUgjCp_1HqH6ItQ/s1600-h/saraband2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092955105878078658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJK5defIqtUSInjqQu3dGvQxa1XpvRv80Gpx9jx7UDBBkxNB6lMCBKQkr0WUregNiowabXQB9ThV8YW53j7frqrZMYQerpbgf00AVPOyNbJ8WJ1yRY5lWPQLAWEVIxFUgjCp_1HqH6ItQ/s400/saraband2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ingmar Bergman partiu hoje. Connosco fica a impressionante galeria de máscaras que usou (Bibi Andersson e Liv Ullmann- <em>Persona</em>; Eva Dahlbeck - <em>Sorrisos de uma Noite de Verão</em>; Bibi Andersson - <em>A Paixão</em>; Harriet Andersson - <em>Mónica e o Desejo</em>; Kari Sylwan - <em>Lágrimas e Suspiros</em>; Ingrid Thulin - <em>O Silêncio</em>; Liv Ullmann - <em>Sarabanda</em>). </div></div></div></div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-1167946479904541492007-07-19T22:16:00.001+02:002007-07-19T22:53:40.583+02:00O Silva dos plásticos<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwvxyEETc-iNQCd-SQKnl4Xn9sbAdgRPaFB8ECSuhapKOnTb17toeYOmFwLSqgu8hTBY7nahZNHFBNjvp7Upvks9yxLKFGWhnWN_OmLvN3HhCl47HokGUnt1ekIVcz4AN51vXKAjG_lg/s1600-h/P1010023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089005135771066402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNwvxyEETc-iNQCd-SQKnl4Xn9sbAdgRPaFB8ECSuhapKOnTb17toeYOmFwLSqgu8hTBY7nahZNHFBNjvp7Upvks9yxLKFGWhnWN_OmLvN3HhCl47HokGUnt1ekIVcz4AN51vXKAjG_lg/s400/P1010023.jpg" border="0" /></a> Lembram-se da história do Silva dos plásticos, aquele senhor que foi a Roma e que se deixou filmar ao lado do Papa e depois as pessoas só perguntavam "Quem será aquele velhinho de branco ao lado do Silva dos plásticos"? Pois aqui temos uma versão dessa história, actualizada e redimensionada: um amigo meu de Lisboa tem um amigo americano em Nova Iorque que tem um amigo peruano também em Nova Iorque que tem um amigo peruano em Lima cujo nome é Richard Valdivia. Não faço a menor ideia se Richard Valdivia negoceia em plásticos, nem se é muito conhecido em Lima. Mas a verdade é que, a acreditar na foto, tirada o mês passado no Peru, é um grande amigo de Adrien Brody, vencedor do óscar de melhor actor pelo filme "The Pianist" de Roman Polanski. Estou muito orgulhoso por vos poder mostrar esta foto, que não foi ainda publicada em nenhum jornal - é um "scoop" do Cinéfilo Invertebrado. Imagino já a malta lá do bairro a interrogar-se quem será aquele tipo de boné ao lado do Valdivia dos plásticos...</div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-87990883836099143932007-07-02T14:44:00.000+02:002007-07-02T15:08:07.512+02:00Ambíguo<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ShLeoxbGyMi2t3XzA7QhCBTnVT3dXKmGOLguzE-sYVxnYtbYqLGh3hQnm6TVN_SmkiJ_f-Giq4jhoxQszwjaIU9LYI0YQUq9IL_YuNc3NOthbQv1V41E5gFysL7W8PQz-P5w59Z-l_M/s1600-h/XXY3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082579912094333842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5ShLeoxbGyMi2t3XzA7QhCBTnVT3dXKmGOLguzE-sYVxnYtbYqLGh3hQnm6TVN_SmkiJ_f-Giq4jhoxQszwjaIU9LYI0YQUq9IL_YuNc3NOthbQv1V41E5gFysL7W8PQz-P5w59Z-l_M/s400/XXY3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Em competição para o prémio "L'âge d'or", foi projectado no sábado em Bruxelas o filme argentino <em><strong>XXY</strong></em> de Lucía Puenzo. É raro que uma primeira obra seja simultaneamente perturbadora, sensível e grande. Menos raro é que este cinéfilo invertebrado não encontre quem se exprima melhor do ele para falar do que gosta. Aqui vai um excerto da crítica do diário <a href="http://www.lanacion.com.ar/Archivo/nota.asp?nota_id=917085"><span style="color:#000099;">La Nación</span></a> de Buenos Aires:<br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">La historia del relato parte de lo particular para llevarlo a lo universal, pues el dilema de elegir qué quiere uno hacer con su cuerpo o la incapacidad de poder tomar decisiones al respecto es algo que concierne a la humanidad entera. Hay en el film una densidad en el perfil de los personajes que sostiene toda la complejidad de los debates actuales acerca de la intersexualidad sin descuidar las diferentes posiciones respecto del amor y del sexo. Así, con enorme calidez, la cineasta logró un film de enorme valía tanto en su problemática como en su realización.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL7WMufimyUToTG5mILgTrun2NNKyvdrToKSx3-8tiV9Mmfx2lOvqdnVhCm-oEtN4y-WaAlVNF8nDsSQWf0j9Y4tUCL3qFz7N_2KZ_V1Qm6G-ND2et3T-DM2OLcTb4CMtHg3ILS2p90qE/s1600-h/XXY4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082579830489955202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL7WMufimyUToTG5mILgTrun2NNKyvdrToKSx3-8tiV9Mmfx2lOvqdnVhCm-oEtN4y-WaAlVNF8nDsSQWf0j9Y4tUCL3qFz7N_2KZ_V1Qm6G-ND2et3T-DM2OLcTb4CMtHg3ILS2p90qE/s400/XXY4.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-13352859055142746822007-05-30T22:04:00.000+02:002007-05-30T22:14:14.428+02:00Eu estive lá!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGQxarpHrHdIbX_bNMsaWQF8gm8hbTpr9b2_osE4sYVp3xkWF4A4QFMLneNptVIHVz9gVf5QOkvYxW_Gsx7aOgKswZxbx_aldvgr-pTftGVxS1HB81Z2W9mnfzsUNlUVU3IZUu28rxVs/s1600-h/potemkine.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070447986241864018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKGQxarpHrHdIbX_bNMsaWQF8gm8hbTpr9b2_osE4sYVp3xkWF4A4QFMLneNptVIHVz9gVf5QOkvYxW_Gsx7aOgKswZxbx_aldvgr-pTftGVxS1HB81Z2W9mnfzsUNlUVU3IZUu28rxVs/s400/potemkine.jpg" border="0" /></a> Não sem uma ponta de orgulho e emoção, eis-me sentado nas mais célebres escadarias do cinema, essas mesmas do «Couraçado Potemkin», em Odessa, Ucrânia.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ5HCEbVXFKbuHmSJceymmtaKrMszNhgrPGyI_vPLHosBEr0gf4xxg9mYy-flqNZtJstVQCJfbiwmlQfpH3t6JYc-p1d8MhvubhRfUqaG2m2H1P4DzFNM3M-bnst82S6SNgzlXOz790Y/s1600-h/Viagem+à +Ucrânia+350.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070447835918008642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQ5HCEbVXFKbuHmSJceymmtaKrMszNhgrPGyI_vPLHosBEr0gf4xxg9mYy-flqNZtJstVQCJfbiwmlQfpH3t6JYc-p1d8MhvubhRfUqaG2m2H1P4DzFNM3M-bnst82S6SNgzlXOz790Y/s400/Viagem+%C3%A0+Ucr%C3%A2nia+350.jpg" border="0" /></a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-1409957811246573522007-05-15T18:36:00.000+02:002007-05-15T19:04:57.002+02:00Cannes - 60 festivais<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAhl2XUWeBAb-_v-raG8JUUZXWHuGUe286iyXWHgQHswiSAPYraTMNTZiipnwRlRXM_Nfs2RbCo_cdAKO0uD3bshAjReWMdgqbDuU3IPESCrUmYnm_Q_8Q0-PjtRlr-eyQHAyQ3RLA3I/s1600-h/union+pacific.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064827596011879842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQAhl2XUWeBAb-_v-raG8JUUZXWHuGUe286iyXWHgQHswiSAPYraTMNTZiipnwRlRXM_Nfs2RbCo_cdAKO0uD3bshAjReWMdgqbDuU3IPESCrUmYnm_Q_8Q0-PjtRlr-eyQHAyQ3RLA3I/s400/union+pacific.jpg" border="0" /></a> A edição deste ano começa amanhã. É a nº 60, o que é diferente de festejar 60 anos. O primeiro festival foi em 1939, como uma reacção "democrática" ao festival de Mussolini em Veneza. A guerra veio interromper, retomou em 1946, não se realizou em 1948 nem em 1950. É por isso que as comemorações dos «60 festivais» surgem 68 anos após a primeira edição. O primeiro filme a levar a «palma» (na altura não se chamava assim) foi <strong><em>Union Pacific </em></strong>de Cecil B. DeMille (na foto - Joel McCrea e Barbara Stanwyck).<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq3WJ0SPEfA4907w8ZLroITHlZto7iIX9KI2x8OBvB1utOWdhG6_zElCG3Xix-xmCbChVsUiCoexxXnMnaTgcxTCe67KuGPe0Ko3HjZNBGWSN4LiRPMH1uPI3OX_n34NvMSQKOSLQ552I/s1600-h/gattopardo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064827514407501202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq3WJ0SPEfA4907w8ZLroITHlZto7iIX9KI2x8OBvB1utOWdhG6_zElCG3Xix-xmCbChVsUiCoexxXnMnaTgcxTCe67KuGPe0Ko3HjZNBGWSN4LiRPMH1uPI3OX_n34NvMSQKOSLQ552I/s400/gattopardo.jpg" border="0" /></a>Ao longo da história do festival, muitos filmes não mereceram as «palmas» que obtiveram, mas muitos outros fizeram a glória do que é hoje o principal festival de cinema do mundo.</div><div>Palmas de ouro ao calhas para <em><strong>Othello </strong></em>de Orson Welles (1952), <strong><em>La dolce vita </em></strong>de Federico Fellini (1960), <strong><em>Viridiana </em></strong>de Luis Buñuel (1961), <strong><em>Il gattopardo </em></strong>de Luchino Visconti (1963), <strong><em>Blowup </em></strong>de Michelangelo Antonioni (1967), <strong><em>Taxi Driver </em></strong>de Martin Scorsese (1976), <strong><em>Apocalypse Now </em></strong>de Francis Ford Coppola (1979), <strong><em>Kagemusha </em></strong>de Akira Kurosawa (1980), <strong><em>Paris, Texas </em></strong>de Wim Wenders (1984), <strong><em>O Sabor da Cereja </em></strong>de Abbas Kiarostami (1997), <strong><em>Elephant </em></strong>de Gus Van Sant (2003) ou <strong><em>L'enfant </em></strong>dos irmãos Dardenne (2005).<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcefNYaycfDrGEw7Mr0ZVOgNnWMfgNYu_HXdf9GLLF47K1WB5Vx4qo86bvhp9JSNekxsh9OmbDnOvUCoeDlBQkfG_X-GmhTG6JrXsgHsoskP2e9t7XTy6bHcqR7kbgy7Jo8mwmRwO-qU/s1600-h/enfant.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064827445688024450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcefNYaycfDrGEw7Mr0ZVOgNnWMfgNYu_HXdf9GLLF47K1WB5Vx4qo86bvhp9JSNekxsh9OmbDnOvUCoeDlBQkfG_X-GmhTG6JrXsgHsoskP2e9t7XTy6bHcqR7kbgy7Jo8mwmRwO-qU/s400/enfant.jpg" border="0" /></a><div></div></div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-49941393402596525122007-05-02T10:37:00.000+02:002007-05-02T10:40:36.234+02:00Golden flower<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJBdPdhnBjBbfdYnA8QFAiCjEn0qc6cYtt30nsR5xdMGmIiaufnp2Z4kAFFWSp_FQcLU51ptJz2YIKx0VrJ4mmvsjjCTgbRywC00SKHkfeM6CgJIvD7Z6O7pb82QiU1PKFzx-XrFa4rQ/s1600-h/gong+li2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059573347747782610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXJBdPdhnBjBbfdYnA8QFAiCjEn0qc6cYtt30nsR5xdMGmIiaufnp2Z4kAFFWSp_FQcLU51ptJz2YIKx0VrJ4mmvsjjCTgbRywC00SKHkfeM6CgJIvD7Z6O7pb82QiU1PKFzx-XrFa4rQ/s400/gong+li2.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ela foi a primeira. Foi em 1987. Tinha 21 anos. Uma nova vaga de cineastas procurava dar alento a um cinema chinês adormecido. Ainda frequentava a Central Drama Academy de Pequim, quando obteve o papel principal no filme de estreia de Zhang Yimou, «Milho Vermelho». Vinte anos depois, <strong>Gong Li</strong> é uma glória nacional, o rosto do cinema chinês mais conhecido no mundo, uma das maiores actrizes actualmente em actividade (e meço bem as minhas palavras) e a mais bela de todas.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv85SOSCwjdEqKaDcT_7jsdoX3ItLkfG5trO4QbVAkE0bMqhm8UJw58vktAH6tXEnsRtq_uKuwzRkUj1FhdO5prlF9ajzOqkaxd0nwOFKhfY3i-9S5kGs50zsWQyw27HmdXagkt5QK0UI/s1600-h/gong+li4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059573244668567490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv85SOSCwjdEqKaDcT_7jsdoX3ItLkfG5trO4QbVAkE0bMqhm8UJw58vktAH6tXEnsRtq_uKuwzRkUj1FhdO5prlF9ajzOqkaxd0nwOFKhfY3i-9S5kGs50zsWQyw27HmdXagkt5QK0UI/s400/gong+li4.jpg" border="0" /></a>Trabalhou com os melhores cineastas chineses (Chen Kaige, Wong Kar Wai) e ultimamente parece apostada numa carreira internacional, mas é quase sempre maior do que os filmes em que participa («Memórias de uma Geisha», «Miami Vice»). Não trabalhava com Zhang Yimou, de quem foi musa e companheira, desde 1995 («Shanghai Triad»). No mais recente filme de ambos, «Curse of the Golden Flower», volta a ser imperial.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDJs6Tw0K6K4Szu9AElb09Szoeyk35IhyOlKfAXQUewJUWnV-RXf2lFW4G30u6ON0dEw7YbUUdg0vNNC9_pjkTdEWlRodTiWdNAR-0JT2EtZlRLvMMpVNvZV6yLsdp4sLXZYCzBnldvs/s1600-h/gong+li.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059573077164842930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDJs6Tw0K6K4Szu9AElb09Szoeyk35IhyOlKfAXQUewJUWnV-RXf2lFW4G30u6ON0dEw7YbUUdg0vNNC9_pjkTdEWlRodTiWdNAR-0JT2EtZlRLvMMpVNvZV6yLsdp4sLXZYCzBnldvs/s400/gong+li.jpg" border="0" /></a>Não resisto a incluir uma nota pessoal: em 2002, estive em Veneza durante o festival de cinema, tendo assistido a várias sessões oficiais. Gong Li era a presidente do júri, e estava presente em todas as sessões. Todas as noites, desde que entrava na sala e até as luzes se apagarem, era impossível tirar os olhos dela. Não era só bela, era uma presença irradiante, levemente altiva, um olhar inteligente, os sorrisos que lançava à volta, mas que eu tinha a certeza que eram para mim... </div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-20748686534740783092007-04-26T12:15:00.000+02:002007-04-26T22:35:37.124+02:00Na época era tudo a preto e branco...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqIdfaOjMkMwiWtgskntFshCbFwTrNoMw9oGxttPWoJAwF5Yi3lqIgE1ba4YAoInLpGUEVWU6I4CYVUxcdK-624taqCBFZIEJJBCOb5WJPumDSEnZUnob1b-V7irkG6F36-fUZxoKwZU0/s1600-h/salgueiromaia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057681015221935938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqIdfaOjMkMwiWtgskntFshCbFwTrNoMw9oGxttPWoJAwF5Yi3lqIgE1ba4YAoInLpGUEVWU6I4CYVUxcdK-624taqCBFZIEJJBCOb5WJPumDSEnZUnob1b-V7irkG6F36-fUZxoKwZU0/s400/salgueiromaia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqBQ3ONHVXjpR3U8TlIo1IQrw4JYOHDwfFx6M8rTxZ-X2QvGf7u5gjN0pRfTG4Zf2EKxzoorGfYK-RTeSIhSIcaarAI0muLM5t-_Mu5eHOX4TVNdtThHnhNU1K_yrjzV3nkRYe_fAcsds/s1600-h/abril4.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057680907847753522" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEita1dDor45wFu6GbuF8RjjxriF5wSpzkYGCSzGgKAQLtFHmZjqvH09gcY5sCKMhmakShTmhnGXdi_jIEjmtRH63zJC_nIiZBr4z0gLy61wrnUdbJ_6gyVDW2rMF8V8Z0kmERVPkQU_kCU/s400/abril.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZKB74zm94zhQvzx8KZKleQniRNCcTUnniBbcUVCAGm963NUBSv_5iBZLSdtf0Dbb6P53dw03_er5IEVzNB6s-cPlpWUhB1Jy6h7R71RA6ohSkeSyiFoENraVlY_Z6yWZnVSn_Q5AxmQ/s1600-h/abril2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057680181998280450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpZKB74zm94zhQvzx8KZKleQniRNCcTUnniBbcUVCAGm963NUBSv_5iBZLSdtf0Dbb6P53dw03_er5IEVzNB6s-cPlpWUhB1Jy6h7R71RA6ohSkeSyiFoENraVlY_Z6yWZnVSn_Q5AxmQ/s400/abril2.jpg" border="0" /></a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-9230161180891039722007-04-22T09:40:00.000+02:002007-04-22T09:46:26.767+02:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSv9sJNoOxBV15EhwOZ2-MFd_yy54zEZDj27jSUX2Sr5POaVjzOS4WYF1qn_ccwpbe4n2fWNKYVloiPrefZpqTzyMhgkJzBbkGmZMzKndjeH_FrKvUrt94DwZqCgvprI-vAyozwzFFFac/s1600-h/esther19.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056154575312942258" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0aBEyHgmjre1ccJfaI_eBEIRyuhEHRdlnqlLStDX5ghq7N-WsajXk27IXVdBWZ960LbOT6P-_-mNd-tVKPLbfmrHZSyRUvsG7wQK0CHHMlBNPcbxw9OG6bvsyNa9xAoASOS0yoFzBag/s400/esther_baby.jpg" border="0" /></a><div></div></div></div>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-20038788378606259162007-04-20T00:23:00.000+02:002007-04-21T10:36:30.977+02:00Allons enfants de la patrie...<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPlEptel4km7JRolomhr67LQlXCijwu0Xj0MkjcDh8CF_UCL56piXPnQQRunXeN77LcriiDqUttN0W9cWFUptShTkk4A4a_494wAek2n7GaMbHlhl1Y13uCvTx44JR-1MJ9l89FwWN-s/s1600-h/falconetti.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055268742603109506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVPlEptel4km7JRolomhr67LQlXCijwu0Xj0MkjcDh8CF_UCL56piXPnQQRunXeN77LcriiDqUttN0W9cWFUptShTkk4A4a_494wAek2n7GaMbHlhl1Y13uCvTx44JR-1MJ9l89FwWN-s/s400/falconetti.jpg" border="0" /></a> Três imagens de Joana d'Arc no cinema para assinalar a primeira volta das presidenciais francesas este fim de semana. Um dos raros paises que tem uma mulher como herói nacional poderá vir a tornar-se o primeiro país do mundo em que a igualdade entre homens e mulheres é finalmente atingida.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1XG68EZGzR47lOTaqK1ajKzfPUQNWSldf6gpF06TK6zDKuvYbQB0vGEeQ3sKtEJbldP7O_evo3je8N_WMY8YIDvfItNMzBSEsYust-Nq5FvKCsK0JEW3rBRpVIWJSV1_NZjqlj7DGd5A/s1600-h/bresson.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055268678178600050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1XG68EZGzR47lOTaqK1ajKzfPUQNWSldf6gpF06TK6zDKuvYbQB0vGEeQ3sKtEJbldP7O_evo3je8N_WMY8YIDvfItNMzBSEsYust-Nq5FvKCsK0JEW3rBRpVIWJSV1_NZjqlj7DGd5A/s400/bresson.jpg" border="0" /></a> Tal poderá suceder se a candidata socialista Ségolène Royal for eleita. Dir-me-ão que isso não é feito inédito, que a Irlanda e outros países já tiveram mulheres na presidência, e que já houve e há primeiras-ministras por todo o lado. Pois, pois, mas Mary Robinson, Angela Merkel, Indira Gandhi ou Maria de Lurdes Pintasilgo são ou foram, todas, mulheres indiscutivelmente excepcionais. A verdadeira igualdade só será atingida quando as mulheres que ocuparem esses cargos forem, como grande parte dos homens que os ocupam, totalmente incompetentes.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixSlAquaZy-4Czq-wHHp0pLQ0ZMBmDRdXoKJ_j7aCX4q56fBsGchGyi5GiqgQlc1NpJehqAsZMRGYoyaSs5vw7kTRgTUyPh4tfyHK48CsCzoDrh2ilaHObwTw8HvtDzvvM32Iudj8fyXA/s1600-h/pucelle.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055268557919515746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixSlAquaZy-4Czq-wHHp0pLQ0ZMBmDRdXoKJ_j7aCX4q56fBsGchGyi5GiqgQlc1NpJehqAsZMRGYoyaSs5vw7kTRgTUyPh4tfyHK48CsCzoDrh2ilaHObwTw8HvtDzvvM32Iudj8fyXA/s400/pucelle.gif" border="0" /></a></div><p align="justify">É o que poderá vir a acontecer com Ségolène Royal em França. É bonita, tem imensa presença e nada na cabeça. Infelizmente.</p>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4490332370637197407.post-948955385791110772007-04-04T18:59:00.000+02:002007-04-04T22:18:02.620+02:00Belle de jour, belle toujours<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidEVdMVFyiufA9CXwpMOuvkz67NhwVY-2ICdVyEGdOtvFqBLXMWzoPFJTSHJCztwtSlVpWlb_pAUZg3nN3t9s_bM-FPo8GzAzX4TRoCrc79w6RWbrzO-3AL84Xku9NvfQ6AAwW7SlQ2_E/s1600-h/belle-+7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049624369529925282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidEVdMVFyiufA9CXwpMOuvkz67NhwVY-2ICdVyEGdOtvFqBLXMWzoPFJTSHJCztwtSlVpWlb_pAUZg3nN3t9s_bM-FPo8GzAzX4TRoCrc79w6RWbrzO-3AL84Xku9NvfQ6AAwW7SlQ2_E/s400/belle-+7.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div align="justify">Bela ideia, a do novo filme de Manoel de Oliveira. Uma espécie de <em>post scriptum</em> ao belíssimo filme de Buñuel. Não vi ainda, mas aqui fica um <em>avant-goût</em> em jeito de ovo de Páscoa. Duas das personagens de <strong><em>Belle de jour</em></strong> regressam - 38 anos depois - ao mistério de um segredo que só Henri Husson (Michel Piccoli nos dois filmes) detém e cuja revelação é essencial a Séverine (Catherine Deneuve no primeiro, Bulle Ogier no segundo). Voltam a encontrar-se, mas ela tenta evitá-lo a todo o custo. Ele insiste e convence-a a revê-lo, prometendo-lhe revelar um segredo que só ele conhece. Combinam um jantar íntimo num hotel chique. Durante todo o jantar, ela, agora viúva, espera que ele desvende o que realmente disse ao seu marido, então paralisado na sequência de uma bala disparada por um dos seus amantes. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdhuC3LQDe-ISHbgwkeU2z9mj54Swk-VWocc5VsEOu9VPp9qsjmVZZ2hoxpFVWfimsO1IUrStkZcwhkfkF-TGi5z6xPsnAWXtuwUhLDOTkyQKMIwZXWzm-oRty4j8ZBe0EiGdigXmAfQ/s1600-h/Belle_Toujours_1.1"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049633474860592914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTdhuC3LQDe-ISHbgwkeU2z9mj54Swk-VWocc5VsEOu9VPp9qsjmVZZ2hoxpFVWfimsO1IUrStkZcwhkfkF-TGi5z6xPsnAWXtuwUhLDOTkyQKMIwZXWzm-oRty4j8ZBe0EiGdigXmAfQ/s400/Belle_Toujours_1.1" border="0" /></a>Citizen Kanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04026255892950074101noreply@blogger.com2