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Brazilian magazine Erratic special devotes a great Augusto de Campos, for his eighties. The tribute includes parts, among others, Adriana Calcanhotto , Caetano Veloso or Arnaldo Antunes. These pieces (poems) to play with the mouse. The conclusion is that the struggling typeface that has spent the concrete experiments, and also practiced by friends as Octavio Paz, located on the ground electronic screen (page) promised. They were watching for decades, and here it is.

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SPLASH THE KING'S SPEECH JUST 4 WINS OSCARS AND ROB Finch

Oscars 2011, the day when the industry showed him the finger to medium to critical "

PART 1: THE WINNERS
Despite the criticisms of Alice in Wonderland The Wolfman meeting and have been very fair to be awarded to both films. Not renowned for their quality story, but they do in clothing, art direction and makeup, respectively. We continue with the victory of Inception that has been nothing short of equaling 4 Oscars Oscar-winner The King's Speech. Quite an achievement, demonstrating that this year there was a big winner in the style The Hurt Locker, No Country For Old Men or Slumdog Millionaire, where victory had not only film but direction and swept in the other categories showing the power of their new status as the best of the year. This has not happened this year. Where Harvey Weistein should have won the Oscar for Best Orchestrations at the Oscars, because God's victory is only those 4 statues of him and Firth. We continue with The Social Network that will have to comply with 3 awards: Adapted Screenplay, Best Editing Banda Sonora and that they are still important awards, I love to win Sorkin. Well deserved. In proceedings
I found the 4 ba stant deserved, The Fighter showing how strong your cast, Firth won the Oscar that should have been his last year and Portman capping the best year of his career, but not Hence, this year is full of Portman. Just look at the repetitions of Portman Dior commercial on TV, or the release of Thor as a whole with No String Attached. There Portman for a while.
A data post-Oscar Awards, Tom Hooper says he is gay, does anyone know this? Do members of BAFTA, OSCAR know? Would he have won if they knew?

PART 2: THE LOSERS
The Kids Are All Right is going with empty hands, not much to say, it was coming. I wish that Lisa Cholodenko won for Best Original Screenplay, but zero chance on love with the King's Speech. While I'm surprised that True Grit whose stamina was strengthened after the end up with zero Oscars nominations in his pocket. Steinfeld I really thought that Roger Deakins win and win. But you will, to the Academy likes to wait for a major award from the industry, but ask Coppola or Scorsese. 127 Hours Well, to say, we all knew that this would happen. Surprisingly, it has been nominated in 6 categories.

PART 3: THE THEFT OF DAVID FINCH
Hooper A second jump and run it on a stage for his first Oscar nomination in his first world abide twitter began asking who he was and because no favorite Fincher I win. I think general discontent.
With this, I realize that this category is really close to best picture, and not voting for best director made, but votes for the director whose film is a favorite in the hearts of scholars, because let's face it, The King's Speech is a very good movie but does not stand out precisely because of its direction. Fincher gives us the best career direction and his own career as a director, but I see who cares, after all, always said he was not there for the prizes. He just works. Hence most of the race was absent due to filming of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. All I have to say is that in the near future we will see David Fincher win the way that the Academy did with Scorsese, more like an Oscar for his career and due to the real work. Here is a tweet that I liked a lot:

@ MarlowNYC - Dear Chris Nolan & David Fincher, hope you're OK with Being this generation's Hitchcock / Kubrick. # # HistoryRepeatingItself Oscars "


PART 4 : THE CEREMONY
It seemed rather short to be the Oscars, James Franco and Anne Hathaway had a great chemistry, but there were so involving them in the sketch mode ceremony as had been hoped, I thought I'd be surprised with more music and stuff on. Yet the principle was great. A great duo, better than last year. Following the show I found quite dynamic in the sense that it was not boring at all times, I think it is due to the speed with which we award prizes. But what they promised in terms of scenic memories in exchange for a smaller stage was frankly disappointing. Were only projections and zero emotion, it was like seeing pictures or clips of those films coupled with live orchestra. Frankly I expected much more than the much-anticipated proposal. And the worst and that makes it disappointing that the ceremony was seeing the clip of the 10 nominees, seriously, what they thought of that? What I saw 10 films were not nominated, but was the winner featuring clips of the 9 films that lost. A flash-forward to what would happen, I thought horrible what they did to demeaning with their own nominees. A big blow to producers of the ceremony, big mistake.
And finally I want to say a few words that came was the best I saw in the night, Cate Blanchett. He had been absent from the ceremony a few years, but returned in glory (blogs and twitter the postulated as the best dressed) only goes to present two awards to the music of The Lord of the Rings in its role of Galadriel remembered and presented by Franco as the only woman capable of acting to perfection Elizabeth I, Katherine Hepburn and Bob Dylan. Wonderful. I can not wait to see her as a nominee again.

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promised trip to Brazil (and 6)

(7-III-2001) Morning in the Centre: Rua do Ouvidor and Avenida Rio Branco. Libraries. The vitality of those streets that are literally a tropical Lisbon, all full of teselitas and saplings. Previously, the Sugar Loaf from the bus over Botafogo. At noon, again at the Copacabana beach. The newspaper O Globo brought the obituaries today by Mário Covas, governor of São Paulo. Shortly after arriving in Brazil came the news damped his internment. During all these days have been coming flashes, though I pay them much attention. Yesterday and saw people moved in the news. And today, the profiles of the newspaper. It seems that he was a prized, rare thing for a politician here. I am excited by reading what they said about him. That figure is know a man just after his death, the knowledge is well soaked from the beginning of melancholy. Afternoon

long walk alone. First I went to the Rua Duvivier, to see the alley was the legendary Beco das carafes, which I located in the History of Bossa Nova that I bought yesterday. The reading I will rediscover the city. Tropicalia book by, for example, I knew where he is today the Shopping Rio Sul in the seventies had an apartment building where they lived Caetano Veloso, Edu Lobo and Paulinho da Viola, among others. And in the very Rua Duvivier lived Chico Buarque. Precisely the book I'm reading a biography Buarque: stimulating fertility. Once I uploaded the Avenida Atlantica to Le Méridien, and then I dropped the whole Arpoador Copacabana to where I stopped for a while. Minutes looking at the end of the afternoon. To Copacabana the clear light, the tranquility of the waves. In the opposite direction, the Morro Dois Irmãos backlit, wrapped in fog. I continued to walk to Ipanema Rua Anibal de Mendonça, I have traveled until reaching the lake, which I had seen last year. Glare. It was six o'clock in the afternoon and the lake contained a quiet time, marvelous in its stride. The Redeemer in front, in profile. The wooded slopes and down the buildings. Return and night: full moon and the clouds white lightning in Copacabana. On desire-dark bodies monitoring the calçadão .

(8-III-2001) Morning again in the Centre: the Candelaria Church, the Monastery of São Bento, Santa Rosa where he studied at the beginning of the century Uruguaiana Rua, Rua Alfândega ... I returned by bookstores and record stores yesterday, to do more shopping. In the bookshop's Edifício do Marquês Herval used was a copy of the anthology of Alliance of Luis Cernuda: how will we get there?

Nádia Last week in Rio has been shopping at a store in Copacabana and I have aimed at the Avenida Atlântica. In the Rua Santa Clara I have come across Nelson Motta, which I thought to perceive a furtive air of happiness (at night I find that Rodrigues was in Rio Pascolatto because his wife Constance, the Brazilian Ridruejo Pitita comes out on TV "live from São Paulo", lol). Once on the promenade, I began to walk to Ipanema in order to reach Leblon. But something held me. At the height of Othon sounded a batucada. Were nothing short of Mangueira drums, playing on the beach: "Eu conheço esse bumbo, bumbo esse é da Mangueira ...". A French team was filming a documentary on the orders of a blonde MILF, which must be the producer. Encouraged by the cameras, have taken a few mulatto dancing in bikini on the sand. It was a half hour magic: with fifteen or twenty percussionists running rhythms and strutting mulatto as only they know it, a swaying tits, ass, arms, hips, hair, eyes and legs that made me a hundred. Then I continued wandering around, stepping on hot coals. Now I write in the rock climbed higher Arpoador. The sun has set behind the Morro Dois Irmãos. Tranquility. I pet a soft little wind, front and back, the waves without time. A cloud was ajar and it appears that the sun had not yet set (it is a little above the Morro)-glare appeased by clouds and the Morro. Annotations to the outdoors, such as watercolor strokes.

(9-III-2001) still the last minute shopping at the airport. Somewhat sickened by both disk and therefore carry the book. This morning, last look at Dois Irmãos from Arpoador, Leonardo. Rain loose for Copacabana. Blurred landscapes. Rio vanishes again, but will continue to live here (and in all of Brazil) with reading and music. In Madrid, I await the last throes of winter.

(10-III-2001) Air travel. Rio from above. We went through the clouds and blue sky above. (An obvious where'd never thought about: the good days over cloudy day.) Mountains, mountains of clouds. Clear-down Brazilian territory, forests, cities ... Outlet to the Atlantic, and as night. Gray clouds. Full moon. The moon on the wing (the wing the moon "). Darkness. Lights below: islands (Cape Verde, the Canaries). And in the end the steps prosaic: the landing, the bus, waiting for luggage. Yesterday on the plane before takeoff, I listened "Meu Rio" . Soon, the flight attendant told me I had to turn off the pileup during the flight. Obedient, I gave the stop. This morning, landed in Madrid, pressed the play and the song went by where he had been ten hours and seven thousand miles later.

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(2-III-2001) Two days of sightseeing, Nadia and me alone. General surf carnival, with removal of cabins and garlands. We wandering through the same places of the early days, and we've known others, like the mythical Sapateiro Baixa do, which I found a mix of street and street Carretería Marbles (and the square just before the Market Model with Lift Lacerda front, certainly has an air of Plaza de la Marina). We have promised not to step back more Stiepan if another year, so we have a small hotel overlooking the Pelourinho that seemed the ideal place to stay. We have also been setting in aparthotels Bar. There I was pleased to see a cute monument to Stefan Zweig , on the waterfront. The image of today, however, has been the misty evening in the Castro Alves Square from the bus. Otherwise, I spend hours on the fourth reading, and sleeping hours and hours and hours on the bus listen to anyone. This afternoon's cousin Dagmar came to take us to Bonfim, but in the end we were not. We left without knowing the famous site of the ribbons of color, because tomorrow is our last day and we decided to go Abaeté. The most unsettling, finally, are the twists and turns of the bus. Nadia and I Descojonado every time we pass through the dam Tororo.

(3-III-2001) Abaeté In a bar, dazed by the beer in the unreality that distill the sweetened versions of classic Brazilian type crooning accompanied on his Yamaha. These sounds faintly overlap those of synthesizers and altofalante s of the neighboring bars. Beer edges lime sweetens the discomfort. I have written new cards: those that originally wrote in enthusiastic tone, the broke yesterday in a rush, those of today had a lighter, more cynical. Before you sit in the stall we have been walking around the Lagoa. Not as pretty as the songs say: the famous "Areia branca" had too many black spots, and basurilla here and there. Finally, all those songs baianas outlined a self-paradise: paradise was in them and not in reality. But I can not say that I've disappointed, because I (do not move in my usual) came without much enthusiasm. I liked, however, be here, but prosaic aspects.

The moon in the blue sky, mediated. Below a black and a black have taken to dancing, she in a tight pink dress, the pattern stretched over her flesh. In the background the white pieces appearing between the dune vegetation. Before they removed the body of a black Lagoa; appeared in his twenties. Just today comes in the newspaper a year ago that nobody died drowned. The amount from the seventies is five hundred. Five hundred dead in thirty years here, and the tune still, animated, and the stunning beer. And over the odd bird of considerable size. Raptors

black in the sky. A white plane. The white van came to pick up the black body. A sixteen year old hero: he died to save his sister. The white crescent. A black girl has grabbed the microphone and sang softly rising star (white).

Reconciliation at the end. Back on the bus, marine sunset Caymmi songs (by Rosa Passos) in the headphones. The long waves, light, and the bodies to the backlight. Now, sunset from the gazebo next to the Elevador Lacerda. Nadia has declined to buy the last gifts to the Mercado Modelo. From here, the sun coloring the clouds above the island of Itaparica. (Sunset interrupted occasionally by beggars and vendors, the vendors exhibiting their products sad, its sad hungry beggars.)

The port with the boats, and no direct light. The strong round over there. The quiet murmur of the evening. Distant drums, the source below, faint voices, cars harmless. The mild weather. (And tomorrow I'll be far from here.)

(5-III-2001) Arriving in Rio We were crushed by the twenty-six hours by bus, but we went for a walk just outside the luggage at the hotel. Misty afternoon: vision faded from Copacabana, also because of tiredness. In Ipanema the afternoon light had spread through the haze and the atmosphere was red, unreal. Rain threatened and no one has become the preferred hotel. I've been looking at CDs and books along Rua Visconde de Pirajá. Upon leaving the last shop, I was unwittingly the only customer who was, I found one in the street and all closed and dark. It has been to drizzle a few minutes. Then, dry lightning and quiet on the waterfront: truculent glare behind the Morro Dois Irmãos and Pedra da Gávea, which seemed theatrical scenery. Return apace, with apprehension. But the danger was only in me was the night flowing smoothly. Copacabana night lights, the outline of Sugarloaf, which so beautifully done in the paper. And now, on TV, after an interview with Gilberto Gil, Jô program begins.

(6-III-2001) tropical Dusk. Opposite, the Morro Dois Irmãos, with a palm tree in front. The lights in the favela of Vidigal, falling as the trappings of a Christmas tree on the left. I drink a beer while waiting for anyone, with a coconut with the moleskine. We stayed here in calçadão , off the street Maria Quitéria, which has proved to be a bit beyond the famous Posto Nove. Went to the dentist. Is delayed. I walked from Copacabana, as evening fell. Very pleasant summer day, in contrast to the images of the storm in Spain (rain, wind, cold) showing the TV news. This morning we have been shopping at Shopping Rio Sul and then we come down to the beach from the hotel. A couple of very fresh water baths, beer, Salgadinho , reading the newspaper lying on the towel and sat in his chair, contemplating the waves on hulls Adriana Calcanhotto; also walk along the sand to Leme. Topic to be fulfilled: the landscape surprises. Corcovado suddenly emerges from behind the Copacabana Palace, and beyond, reaching Leme, Ipanema vision towards the Dois Irmãos as one, near the Pedra da Gávea. The contrast between Copacabana and Ipanema. The twenty or so small islands or mountains of Copacabana, including the Sugar Loaf, and here in Ipanema totemic presence of Dois Irmãos. Before a few rays have fallen, but not from behind like yesterday, but left and at sea. Pra viver really gives the area Sul reunion just this day I have become the wishes coming here. Maybe buy an apartment when you can and live between Spain and Nadia Rio's already there, waiting to cross the traffic lights: the red is my green to finish the sentence.

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10 +

10 + Directors for 2011

10. MATTHEW VAUGHN "X-MEN: FIRST CLASS"
The man behind the surprise that was Kick Ass last year took command of a franchise that unfortunately fell on his third film as director cambairon now mutants are young, which gives new life to the superhero saga that is very famous and unfortunately not able to maintain in the cinema.

9. JJ ABRAMS SUPER 8 "
Was it necessary to start with mysteries again? We did not have enough already Cloverfield or Lost those 6 years, the fact is that JJ Abrams has started to promote his new film, just as he knows, filtering videos and little nothing from history, only that is set in 1979 and some kids film "something" with their cameras Super 8 (hence the name of the movie.) JJ Abrams is the mastermind of LOST, the series that marked a new beginning and change of folio after The X-Files, some loved the end and others hated him for not being the waiting, the truth is that was a surprise and was also a series that kept us constantly attentive during his 6 years.

8. JON FAVREAU "COWBOYS AND ALIENS"
leave the saga of Iron Man at least as a director and does not return for the third party to focus on other projects as well as conflicts with the study, Cowboys and Aliens is a power in dollar collection features performances by Daniel Craig, Harrison Ford and Olivia Wilde, is how to unite Indiana Jones and James Bond against some aliens in the desert. An interesting premise to say the least, like the unimaginative title.

7. ZACK SNYDER "SUCKER PUNCH"
The intention of seeing this film is whether Snyder will be a success such as that obtained with 300, since the open Watchmen critical praise, but the director did not know well as sell and the result was a respectable but not the success that Warner Bros. expected, and then pass through the animated film Legends of the Guardians and although the film has scenes that take your breath away due to handling of 3D and photography the plot was pretty weak. Now return to Sucker Punch can already be seen in the clips and trailer on the web that is filled with elements of Snyder and also coupled with powerful female figures anticipate that Snyder could have another chance to touch the sky.

6. Martin Scorsese "Hugo Cabret"
About Hugo Cabret first 3 things that will make it impossible to miss, is the first Martin Scorsese movie in 3D, is the first film by Martin Scorsese in 10 years that it does not appear DiCaprio and is his first film for children. There is talk that will potentially magical in every sense. We will know in December.

5. STEVEN SPIELBERG "THE ADVENTURES OF TINTIN: THE SECRET OF THE UNICORN" I feel
years that have been taken to make the film, Steven Spielberg and Peter Jackson are joined to create the adaptation of the popular animated character in a story 3D. Hopefully the result is good enough to give new life to the category long dominated by Pixar animated.

4. DAVID FINCH "THE GIRL WITH THE DRAGON TATTOO"
I must say that even if Fincher is lejoz one of my favorite directors with Joe Wright take the Swedish band to suit in the United States is a very risky project, since the original film is not as good as many assume, which gives both value are the big performance, but the plot becomes muddled and unnecessarily confusing because not a very good adaptation of the book, coupled with a decay length that makes excessive enthusiasm for her. I hope Fincher focus more on the book in the Swedish film and know the mistakes in this meet.

3. JOE WRIGHT "HANNA"
The most intriguing of this film Joe Wright is seen as change of style from their classic period dramas to a film about a young assassin who clearly has little to do with Victorian England.

2. Steven Soderbergh "Contagion"
The film promises, and much must be said, the casting is perfect addition to a great director who some years ago that gets a lot of noise in the awards. Since The Informant! Not much stood out except for Matt Damon as good but unnecessarily long film about the life of Che Guevara. Contagion from and deserves my attention to this 2011 that I think will be a success box office in addition to achieving several awards, we may be compared to an early contender for the next Oscars.

1. Terrence Malick "THE TREE OF LIFE"
For many movie lovers like me this should be one of the most anticipated films have in their minds, Terrence Malick returns after Tree of Life has been constantly delayed by the producer arriving in theaters until this year. Due to this for many minds was a rumor that the movie might not be as amazing in itself, but all that was forgotten after he left to light one of the best poster I've seen in conjunction with a magnificent first trailer full of art where you look. It also has its premiere under the American summer, which will compete with Hollywood blockbusters, hopefully endurance.

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DIRECTORS FOR 2011 ON THE FIRST CATEGORY TO HONOR THE SUNDAY BETTING

has been revealed that the double winner of the statuette Tom Hanks presented the first two statues of the night are: Best Cinematography and Best Art Direction. A change to what we were accustomed to lately, and that in 2009 and 2010 are presented first Best Supporting Actress (win Cruz) and Best Supporting Actor (win Waltz), respectively. Now we begin with the most striking technical categories due to the level of editing and artwork that bear. And watch out! The King's Speech is nominated in both, if he wins both, it's all said and the night will be full of the film by Tom Hooper.

CINEMATOGRAPHY

Black Swan

Inception

The King's Speech

The Social Network

True Grit

Of the 5 nominated films with over the 2 options are Inception and True Grit. So if you come to a surprise win queire Hooper tape said to have beaten two favorite software in a category where it has many other options and it will be Oscars. But this is highly unlikely so the race is between Wally Pfister and Roger Deakins. I am inclined to vote for a victory Deakins and his wonderful work on the tape of the Coens. If it is true that Inception won the guild, this does not mean much, because years Previous (Take for example last year) do not agree much. Moreover, the debt burden that the Academy has to Deakins is huge. Many nomianciones and ZERO Oscar so far. he is the best filmmaker in the business to life and deserves recognition.

WINNER: Roger Deakins "TRUE GRIT"

BETTER ADDRESS ART

Alice in Wonderland

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I

Inception

The King's Speech

True Grit

Here is a run of 3: Alice, and Inception The King's Speech . And despite the Inception support in the technical categories is remarkable, I think their prizes will sound more visual effects, leaving this category in a duel between Alice and Speech (repeated in mourning clothes where both are favorites there too). Both films have already won in their respective categories in the union of designers so this makes it even more difficult to see who won. Als according to statistics by a head win The King's Speech here, so if Alice win would not surprise. It is a 55/45 match for The King's Speech at the Academy whose sympathy is obvious.

WINNER: EVE STEWART & JUDY FARR "THE KING'S SPEECH"

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(26-II-2001) television images of last night's tribute to Dorival Caymmi. In an electric trio are Gilberto Gil, Maria Bethania, Gal Costa and Caetano Veloso. We went to see them Campo Grande, but the crowd was too virulent and retired before they passed. On the screen they see something aged and decadent, but I get excited like, well, as I'm reading these days Tropicália history, I feel that vulgar surprise then that they were there yesterday. A Gal and Bethânia definitely lost to me, but then we were able to follow Gil and Caetano, who were in the Expresso 2222 with the great Ney Matogrosso. Just today I read also how it was changed to life on TV to see Caetano, because at that time decided to become an artist. We joined from the bar and was a repeat of the happiness of the other night, with the addition of a magical moment : when Caetano sang "Chuva, Suor e cerveja" and just then it started raining.

hours in bed, reading. What I want is to leave the city, but collapsed carnival has it all. I've had enough (and good times, like last night, that seemed perfect for me to be the final) but it seems that there's nothing else to do. I was already looking forward to Ash Wednesday, but has now come the heavy Carlinhos Brown with the drivel that's out that day also the center in plan offender. Has a strict mentality rascal. The Shopping

Aeroclube. Here life goes on normally, including tacky decorations. Mist of

Armação sunset. Platform extensions and sky Azulea to Patinir, without ever (without being Styx). Reading

brief historical touches on Bahia. The characters who appear before me for the first time in two strokes: Diogo Alvares Correa, Caramuru , castaway who was the first to marry an Indian, Tomé de Souza, Duarte da Costa, Mem de Sá, former governors, Maria Quitéria and Joana Angelica, heroine and martyr of independence, respectively, the known and the father Antônio Conselheiro Antônio Vieira (who I stood here) ... Struck me how recently the conclusion Carnival. And how its creation was an operation to remove a previous party, the Entrudo , brought to Brazil from India in the seventeenth century. After multiple attempts by the authorities to end the Entrudo, which apparently was a real despipote, it was possible to do merge with the carnival in 1884: year of the first carnival in Bahia. The "throw-perfume," I come from hearing about these days, comes from France in 1910. And the electric trios that are practically the foundation of the carnival today, originated in 1950 when they first came out in a car with speakers Dodo and Osmar (accompanied by a third party who was alternating).
Trio
elétrico : like a throne of Holy Week, the clothing and hair of the singer moved by the breeze, as the Christs and Virgins; throne with some parade-float is actually a huge baffle, the size of a trailer, with the top musicians, waiting for the trio, as expected from their seats, to "see how they come", etc. And between the trios, "penitents", and revelers dancing show. Also, in a sense, the "penance" for fun. A little, yes, "the joke of obligation" of the tuna. It is "hold." Today I fought back, because no one has fallen asleep. On TV, the carnival in Salvador and Rio-how posh it looks from here. I have thought a comparison: Rio and Salvador in Seville Málaga, though here too there are boring "saviors" as in Malaga there that estomagante subspecies of Malaguena. Indeed, the tone of the speakers is idéndico : the same hysterical overacting here and there.

The "penitents of fun." There is talk of the carnival as marathon, how enduring, and so on. And it boasts one day to be recovering, then the rest of the laces, restoratives that will make.

Terms: bloco, Adabas, pipoca, afoxé, axé, Cordão, Cordeiro, cabin. Folia.

Torpes log pseudo-anthropologist.

Rosa Passos Listening to dark, half awake. Suddenly, an expression revealing: from past experiences are said that are no longer one, but the time . And the song that produces happiness, "Essas coisas são do tempo / Não matter or já fiz / Sinto or gosto do time / Ouço a chuva e sou happy."

(27-II-2001) Itapoã Tomorrow. Bright light in the room: it was six and a half. Shower, breakfast; out at eight. The bus left us in the promenade of the town. We walked the beach to the Lighthouse, white and red. Here, at a table with umbrella: chopps acarajé and listening to the walkman . Stunning for beer, spicy and music ("Surpresa" by Caetano Veloso, I've spent over and over again). Vision of the waves. When we were on the beach did not want to take my shirt off, but no one has convinced (by the grace with which he has said, especially): "Here to belly é chique, européia."

At times, tears as impending dot-something.

The wide horizon, the clouds away. (This dilapidated miles from here.)

Sentimentality caused by alcohol and music. Easy-to Whining, however, fails to appear. Three

acarajé and six bottles of Brahma after: the biggest waves.

Epilogue: scorching in Itapoã. ("Caranguejo vermelho.)

(28-II-2001) Ash Wednesday. Tropical melancholy. Late in the Jardim de Alah beach. Facing the ocean, on a stool, João Donato's songs over the headphones (right now "Surpresa", this time by Adriana Calcanhotto). Horizon clouds, the waves that break strong and calm in the rocks are as outposts (liquid) of the same clouds. Hot sun (and declining) and cool breeze. Uneasiness about the fate-ending history of Tropicalia. At this moment in the Songbook : "meus Brinquedos, so many esquece ...". Forgotten toys. What to do. For when something great or small but beautiful. Life. And the fruits. In this loose phrases, which are an indication. Much light, and an itch for the joy hidden. (Close this notebook, keep walking.)

(1-III-2001) Showers summer, we wake up intermittently. We leave Sleep and out pours. After sleeping over with us just as we awoke to the sound of falling water.

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(23-II-2001) carnival started last night. Everywhere was coming and talking about the Folia and finally arrived. We returned to us the inevitable beating on the bus to Barra. Here, more or less expected: the crowd, the electric trios. The carnival is like the procession, the Fair and Easter together. The girls paid to enter a pijerío cabin, which I did not like. We we found against the Farol da Barra and preferred to leave alone for a while. Opposite, the black waves with white fringe of foam. When it came Timbalada power trio, an avalanche of robbers attacked the crowd, while pushing his hands into his pockets. I was dragged about twenty or thirty meters, which traveled with the body diagonal, giving incessant slapping around the waist. Had no money (he had been careful that nobody custody), but I lent the ritual: for that assault was very theatrical and fun. Then I went and in other cabin and spent the rest of the evening there, drinking beer while watching pass the electric trios. I was talking a while with a guy who introduced me to anyone because he had heard that he was in Santo Amaro da Purificação, the people of Caetano Veloso. Neither the cabins or in the blocos too many blacks. Blacks are on the street, na pipoca , dancing or looking for life. In the blocos only make cordeiros (almost all of whom are black). I was struck by the constant movement of individuals (usually children) collecting soil empty cans of beer were throwing over and in less than a minute and had collected. As scavengers in nature, have a cleansing effect. There were too many policemen, who were in single file, smartly, in groups of seven or eight. Occasionally there was some altercation, and they intervened and subsequently passed to the detainees. I noticed, with special affection in all who lived in the opposite carnival. And in Bahia who passed completely, as I could see from the window of the bus sitting at the doors of their houses, quiet, far from the revelry. If I lived here, would surely be one of them.

The sky of Bahia. I've been picked on little by little. Blue expanse of the window, watching from the room or the couch. Now, on the beach, is fully present. This is my first trip alone. I am against Aeroclube. A while ago, lights and transparencies when walking through the sand with the water hitting me on the feet. Dusk. The newspaper as an annotation of moments, at the moment.

I've been thinking about discovery of America by Africans through slavery. The paradise was for them rather than conviction: the place you were expelled from their paradise .

English media over the Internet. New crime of euskonazis. Savater complimentary items by Vargas Llosa and Felix de Azua. It was the first news of Spain in a week. The country is dispensable from here. (Also, twentieth anniversary of the 23-F.)

The sky of Bahia: a kind of heaven of Velázquez painted watercolor, with touches of trim Murillo and Turner at dusk, and extensions of Tintoretto.

(24-II-2001) Happiness unexpectedly last night. I did not want to go back to the bar, but eventually left. We got into the cabin Caranguejo Sergipe bar and we started to see electric trios from the sidelines. Late at night came at the end of the avenue, Gilberto Gil Expresso 2222 the , neon green. It was approaching the crowd, and I waited with suppressed excitement. When passed us, jump to follow. The joy was contagious, with the trio was no bloco no cordeiros isolated, but a crowd free, pipoca , and we join it. Along with Gilberto Gil were Jorge Benjor, Marina Lima and Margareth Menezes. It was a great pleasure to march to the sound of many familiar songs, performed to a more pronounced and accelerated pace than usual. For two hours we, dancing and drinking beer, tour the other night, to Ondina. Some wonder when the end and stop, happily exhausted. Back in the taxi, unused dawn, while I recited: "Back elétrico do Só não vai trio quem já morreu."

Today we decided to rest itself carnival, taking advantage of Dagmar has awakened with a sore throat. Reading times indolent and television on the floor, and afternoon and I have come to this beach is almost always deserted. I sit on the sand and the little yellow crabs come to stare at me. I also watch, motionless, but when I pick up a leg hiding in their holes. Algae in the sea. And in the sky, a rainbow with no hint of rain. I had always taken the rainbow of "Tarde em Itapoã" as a poetic license, but no: it was pure realism Bahia. It is sunny and there you see: "um no ar arc-iris." The amazing thing, however, is the vast horizon: an overview to the bottom of clouds endlessly. And the variety of textures in the vast sky, changing extensions, clouds in the distance that time become clear.

(25-II-2001) The beach, which runs from Stiepan, through the Convention Center, which is what I have frequented these days is that of Armação. I was impressed to read in the guide the reason: in the times of slavery, was full of frames where they kept the black before selling. He also had other names that come to mean the same thing: Chega Senzala and refused. It is a beach where bathing is not recommended, because they get toxic waste (not visible). That is why there is hardly any swimmers, and for that I, instinctively, I have not bathed. What I do is walk the beach and the promenade. Today I did for two hours to the beach from the artists. Soulless coconut water stations for calçadão . And another rainbow no ar.

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This must be one of the years a complicated so for me, because he though all predict that The King's Speech won Best Picture the question is what will happen with the other categories. Dress Like where the struggle is between whether the Academic voted the best or they'll leave the hand of the king's speech votandolo in each category to which the nominee.

What will happen on Sunday will be one of these two hypotheses: The King's Speech swept taking so film director, actor, supporting actor, plus a number of technicians to get to 7 or 8 or even more than statuettes. Or there will be vote splitting rewarding individual films, as I predict that will occur in Film / Director to be The King's Speech / The Social Network . It is one of the two options. Personally I am inclined to believe that will occur the second, I say this, I would not like to see King's Speech hogging all the awards only because it is the most Oscar-winning film of the 10, say Oscar winner because he clearly is not the best 10, so I prefer to see as prizes in various categories for different films. This is not a year when Slumdog Millionaire swept for the simple reason that it was an excellent movie, amrcada as the best of the year and besides being trasendente . The King's Speech uan right film is not deserved more awards than actor and art director in my opinion. Well here are my predictions for the night of February 27.

BEST FILM: THE KING'S SPEECH

SHOULD WIN: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

BEST DIRECTOR: DAVID FINCH "THE SOCIAL NETWORK"

SHOULD WIN: David Fincher

BEST ACTOR: COLIN FIRTH "THE KING'S SPEECH" SHOULD

WIN: COLIN FIRTH

BEST ACTRESS: NATALIE PORTMAN "BLACK SWAN"

SHOULD WIN: NATALIE PORTMAN

Best Supporting Actor: CHRISTIAN BALE " THE FIGHTER "

SHOULD WIN: CHRISTIAN BALE

BEST ACTRESS: Hailee STEINFELD" TRUE GRIT "

SHOULD WIN: Hailee STEINFELD

ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY: THE KING'S SPEECH

SHOULD WIN: THE KIDS ARE ALL RIGHT

ADAPTED SCREENPLAY: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

SHOULD WIN: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

BEST ANIMATED FEATURE FILM: TOY STORY 3

SHOULD WIN: HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON

BEST FOREIGN FILM: IN A BETTER WORLD

CINEMATOGRAPHY: TRUE GRIT

SHOULD WIN: INCEPTION

BEST ORIGINAL SCORE: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

SHOULD WIN: INCEPTION

SONG : WE BELONG TOGETHER "Toy Story 3"

SHOULD WIN: IF I RISE "127 Hours"

Best Editing: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

SHOULD WIN: THE SOCIAL NETWORK

BEST ART DIRECTION: THE KING'S SPEECH

SHOULD WIN: ALICE IN WONDERLAND

BEST COSTUME DESIGN: ALICE IN WONDERLAND

SHOULD WIN: ALICE IN WONDERLAND

BEST MAKEUP: THE WOLFMAN

SHOULD WIN: THE WOLFMAN

BEST VISUAL EFFECTS: INCEPTION

DBEERÍA WIN: INCEPTION

BEST SOUND: TRUE GRIT

SHOULD WIN: INCEPTION

BEST SOUND MIXING: INCEPTION

SHOULD WIN: INCEPTION

Best Documentary: INSIDE JOB

SHOULD WIN: EXIT THROUGH THE GIFT SHOP

OF STATUES
No. 4 THE KING'S SPEECH, THE SOCIAL NETWORK
3 TRUE GRIT
2 TOY STORY 3, INCEPTION
1 INSIDE JOB, THE WOLFMAN, ALICE IN WONDERLAND, BLACK SWAN, IN A BETTER WORLD, THE FIGHTER

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Travel Brazil (2)

(20-II-2001) In the morning, before breakfast, I finished Praise of lies that I loved it, and I started Tropicalia: a history of musical uma Revolução, Carlos Calado. This Brazilian habit of waking up at seven, because everything is flooded with light. I am the only man in the house. The rest, a lot of women, almost all coming for the carnival, from Spain and elsewhere in Brazil. Were crammed into the rooms. But Dagmar has left us a room just for anyone and for me, with a double mattress on the floor. Had long been asking us to come and is delighted with our visit. Behaves as a perfect host. At bottom, both on his part as ours, there is a joy to see us here in Bahia, after all Torremolinos. Nadia is also the first visit. In the previous tour travel known cities (Rio, Belo Horizonte and Vitória) and it was she who guided me. Today was Dagmar which has led us both. After

Manhã coffee and shower (under the chuveiro joy !), We took the bus from the three Stiepan to Campo Grande. From here, walk through the downtown streets: Avenida Sete de Setembro, Praça Castro Alves, the viewpoint of the Praça Tomé de Souza, the next Elevador Lacerda, the Cidade Baixa to the feet and the sea with the Forte de São Marcelo and the island of Itaparica in front, and finally the famous Pelourinho, very repainted in pastel colors and decorations filled carnival. Here, in front of the Fundação Casa de Jorge Amado (where I decided not to go), I have retained a capoeiristas to make me a photo. I have been holding a berimbau, and without that I had time to undo the face of an asshole (I hate being taken as the end of the era: a tourist), they have landed in a professional and no one has tripped. Unpleasant feeling of being the foreigner and I here them Malaga shakers.

After touring the streets, we stopped to take a draft beer in a bar Terreiro de Jesus. Then bus to Barra. While Nadia and Dagmar have been to change money, I've been watching the bathers on the beach, on the parapet. The atmosphere here is more relaxed than in Rio, everything is looser and a bit more cumbersome. Has an air of Malaga. I thought that if I lived in Salvador, I would do right by the beach and not in the Pelourinho. Then we walked the boardwalk to the Barra Shopping, where I bought Inferno, the latest novel by Patricia Melo. We lunched in one of those delicious food bars Quil (which are the majority most of the bars here are delicious) and, late afternoon, we took another bus that has led us down the coast. More beaches, indicating that we would Dagmar: Ondina, Paciência, Rio Vermelho, Amarilina, Pituba, Jardim dos Namorados, Jardim de Allah ... We have stepped in it and we walked to the next beach, which is to Armação. From here we headed home now, for the Convention Center. The pulse of the city on this day of preparations for the carnival. They had finished assembling the cabin the avenues of the circuit.

And at night, again in the Pelourinho for the feast of Olodum. Drums, sweat and beer. First acarajé . Heater to see the black dancing and think about the possibilities, had come alone. But the melancholy remains in the chamber. I'd rather have been, like last year, to enjoy your trip without the sex to absorb everything.

(21-II-2001) The cafezinho at Shopping Iguatemi after lunch. The girls have gone shopping and I have stayed at a table with coffee, newspapers and moleskine. I loved the way the waitress asked "adoçante ou Açúcar?." I have come forward to ask "adoçante" only to dilute his accent in my coffee, but I told him sugar. This morning I followed the Tropicália reading on the couch lit (Bahia sky in the background): the first steps of Caetano Veloso, Gilberto Gil, Maria Bethânia, Tom Zé ... Then in the following Shopping overpost bus ride. Bookstores supplied here are less than those of Rio, but belong to the same chain Siciliano (most of Rio, however, was the Saraiva). I've been trying on shirts without sleeves, to hide in the tropics. Fast emails and chat in the office of Telemar, is fun to say "Greetings from Brazil" and you will not believe. And after dinner, gostosa as usual. Have been only my bearings would probably others (not much shopping would step, of course), but I let myself go. I'll see everything without too much passion, but welcome. I would live a good season to Salvador, as I supposed. The skins tits and surreptitiously observed, inside and outside the home.

(22-II-2001) Last night we went on a pre-carnival bloco by Barra and Ondina. I did not expect such a public holiday. Dagmar had insisted that we were, and we got on the bus again at night. In the vicinity of a bar was accumulating hill people. There was anticipation for the arrival of "musicians" who were delayed, and endure the wait drinking beer. We got some shirts with the name of the establishment: Dibarabar . Almost all were already set and we put them too. Then came the musicians. It was a band of foot, as verbena (bass included). They began to rehearse sambas, even with ups and downs and disagreements, such as warming up. A melody was familiar, but could not identify it. Until suddenly fell, was "Amor I Love You" by Marisa Monte. It turns out that that song was a sophisticated, subtle samba! I was listening to it, excited. Then the musicians (playing and seriously ) began the march, walk up bar. And the small crowd at the bar chased after them, dancing and drinking beer. How did we do? Two, three hours? It was hilarious. Spontaneous happiness, parallel to the dark sea, all moving with a shimmy endearing, each in his ball: the opposite of a parade military.

I realized what I was familiar with the situation in this house: the atmosphere is similar to holiday in the village, when we gathered the family of John and my tito, and always with cousins \u200b\u200band acquaintances in the classroom. It also bears some resemblance to the Big Brother house . We are nine, and I the only one with dick (to speak Campeche). Apart from Nadia and me, we are now under "one roof" (expressive speech): Dagmar, the owner of the apartment and our neighbors in Torremolinos, younger sister Dodo, who lives here; other two Brazilians who also come from Spain and we knew there, the sisters Rúbia and Ribi, a friend of them has come from Belo Horizonte, Juju, and two girls inside of Bahia that are half living with Dodo: Camila, thin young mild-mannered and quiet, and Erika, a fat blunt that's lover's cousin Dagmar, who has installed barragana plan here. With it has occurred to me that jarring and irrational: I have hated. I can not see or hear, their mere presence annoys me. Without doubt, this feeling is the source of many of the atrocities committed by humans. And now I have it: the unstoppable idea that would be better off without her here . This hatred, Nadia is also, means that it will begin to form cliques and conspiracies Big Brother plan. But the situation serves as an excuse for me to wear helmets at breakfast and avoid the morning crying. Today I've been listening to the cassette with songs Noites do Norte and Livro.

Stiepan This inhospitable area, without a coffee without a seat, completely undeveloped, unpaved streets, modern buildings coupled thoughtlessly, hindering each other, while paseables streets. The only option is to cross on foot, between bushes, a large earthen area bordering the road, parallel to an extension of shacks on the other side, and go to the beach. But the worst is the complicated access from here to living quarters of the city, including Old and Barra. Buses that are thrown around for one hour feis sites to the center. What I've seen so far from Salvador are those surly and soulless landscapes from the window, that remind me of some areas destroyed in Malaga, Carlinda, Puerto de la Torre or the Carretera de Cádiz. One should think well before travel, and always arrives at its destination crushed.

no one has been taken as a guide to the young Camilla and we went three to the old. What I want is to walk alone, but in the end. These end trip to Brazil to germinate just because I can not go to my air, responsiveness and occasional melancholy contemplative euphoria. Although, for that matter, has not been bad in the morning. Passing through the Avenida de Chile, I posted on the site where, according to the book Fretwork, fifty years ago met Caetano Veloso and Gilberto Gil: right in front of the pharmacy. We have taken another look from the balcony with the beautiful landscape that highlights the Forte de São Marcelo. Then walk in the Pelourinho, beer in the Terreiro de Jesus, a motley lunch eatery (super) and down the incline Gonçalves, that looks like a fairground attraction. I can not establish equivalence to Málaga: the streets of the Cidade Baixa remind me of the Alameda de Colón. In the Mercado Modelo, after walking among the stalls of junk, we descended to the basement where they stored the slaves when landed. A minute of silence there, listening to the breath of suffering. Finally, climb up the Elevador Lacerda and return to Stiepan after another tedious hour by bus.

of the things we have been telling Camilla, I am left with what has been said of Marisa Monte, that from time to time, especially during Carnival, usually drugged deal here, with dark circles, with Carlinhos Brown as a zombie. I do not know if this is true, but the mere image of a goddess (Of a tropical venus) as Marisa Monte rooting in vice has made me horny.

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At this time the tenth anniversary of my last trip to Brazil. It was not too nostalgic, but this video my friend sent me that Beatriz has shaken my defenses. I happened to retrieve my notes of those days I had in the past but I deleted the blog. Will come in six installments, until Sunday. This week I will be out and left it all planned: I hope it works.



(19-II-2001) A bank Shopping Iguatemi, Salvador de Bahia. Arrival yesterday in Rio, with the usual procedures: the prosaic landing (the light plane, suddenly, is a contraption that bounces), the tail of the customs, police gestures dry (as long as cinema novo ), the waiting for luggage at the ship soulless ... all at the airport leaves the impression of grayness waiting. Then the taxi that suddenly gets sticky for suburban atmosphere. Nobody ever gives them talk to taxi drivers, and they show courtesy and peace: an observatory are indolent, but with a tense rest of the city. Last year the first thing I did was ask who was Nádia won at the carnival (we got one or two days later) and the driver said, "Beija-Flor." That trip was his point and counterpoint. The point was my own discovery of Brazil (and Latin) and the return of Nadia counterpoint after several years. I had heard that rant against his country both in Spain, was how, from the beginning, was thrilled with everything that was rediscovering-starting, no doubt, by the warmth of the people. Yesterday we could not see anything of Rio, went straight from the airport to the Bus Station and waited three hours the start of the next bus to Bahia. We had a shower in the public toilets (endearing the soaps that came with the kit), bought a bunch of Brazilian newspapers, took a few rounds of beer Salgadinho (the first Antarctica) and then I started to hang around the station while watching Nobody's left luggage. I spent a while looking for a bottom rail mottling on platforms: a novel human tingling Kipling, with the inevitable mulatto with a mattress in the head. Then through the window in the end of an empty hallway, I discovered how far the Corcovado, the only hint of order, with persistence soda. A Rio back in the last days of our stay in Brazil, after these Bahia two weeks ahead. And the carnival. Indeed, many of which came on the bus were from Bahia (Bahian or almost all) who returned to his homeland to spend there. The trip was twenty-five hours, but I have not been made unbearable. The seat was comfortable and could easily be turned into bed, even gave you blankets, only I have a chip on his neck. I spent time listening to music over the headphones, eyes closed or looking at the scenery, browsing the newspapers, reading the novel I started on the plane ( Praise of lies, Patrícia Melo) and listening to the conversation with Nadia the next seat travelers. One of the details than most surprising is that in Spain the shops close at noon ("Olha bem, minha Filha, prune crer?" Says Nadia with fascia scandal, "dated FICAM até as five hours!"). But all this they were only intermittently awake volunteers between continuous slumber, I discovered that there is no better way to spend jet lag a long trip ônibus. In the station waiting for us Dagmar Salvador, with panties that came with the English and a short blouse. She was born here, but now is a neighbor of ours in Torremolinos. We have received with fanfare film and has led us to the ground, located in a neighborhood called ugly and aseptic Stiepan (pronounced "istiépi"), specifically in the Travessa Arnaldo Lopes da Silva. Salvador only Rodoviária know by now, and this Stiepan Shopping, which Dagmar, Nadia and the other girls in the house have decided to come as we showered. The journey so far has also been in neighborhoods disharmony. Nothing for now-except beauty of women, which certainly makes up for all the others. Only the bus came, without exaggeration, ten or twelve that I had fucked.

Now I'm sitting at the table of a bar in the mall with my chopp of Brahma, while the girls continue their shopping. I have accompanied a while, but I was looking forward to being on my own, to contemplate, to think (not big things) and write in the moleskine. Yes, I Follari a bunch of people that I-black, mulatto and light tan, these skins, these shapes, these cadences, these meats ... An orgy just to watch. Yesterday

Rodoviária of Rio, and now in the Shopping in Salvador, the same feeling: all of these crackles, these little bundles of life that I had not seen for not having been here. It is a vulgar thought, but that excites me: life is manifesting continuously without our witnesses. The rumor of the shopping and beer soothe me.

more sensations of the journey. Brazilian food at the stops. The traveler that most excited me saying "espetinho of frango." The names of the populations of the route: Juiz de Fora, Governador Valadares (where Nadia, born in the nearby village Itambacuri, spent his teenage years), Teofilo Otoni, Vitória da Conquista, Jequié, Feira de Santana ... The music in the helmets: the complete Songbooks Noel Rosa and João Donato, the VivaNoel Ivan Lins, Rosa Passos, Caymmi singing, Adriana Calcanhotto (Public ), and entering and Salvador (I wanted it to be so) Caetano Veloso: "In Bahia, Estação primeira do Brasil ...". Landscapes: ups and downs, curves between mountains to get out of Rio and Minas whole, then the night journey, the roads are not light-darkness in the window. I fell asleep and waking, but the day dawned as gray. Bahia horizons, vast fields that do not know if they were the hinterland ; a red hill, isolated, high clouds, sky, rain-sparse populations.

tropical summer, the belly, weighing. The Portuguese, who always stumble more than presupposed. My problem is aesthetic: I like music so much that they speak, when I listen to myself talk I think a horror and I am ashamed. I bought maps to situate. After all, not bad have stayed today without really knowing the city. An incentive for tomorrow. I go getting carried away. I'm not ecstatic, not happy, nor even particularly receptive. I am a bit stunned, as always.

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OSCARS: Megamind

MEGAMIND/ Megamente

6.0 / 10

Dirección: Tom McGrath

Guión: Alan J. Schoolcraft, Brent Simons

Elenco (voces): Will Ferrell, Tina Fey, Jonah Hill, David Cross, Brad Pitt, Ben Stiller

Music: Hans Zimmer, Lorne Balfe

Photo: Phil "Captain 3D" McNally

Genre: Animation

Distributed: Dreamworks Animation, Paramount Pictures

This year's animation has emerged a phenomenon that has already covered two films, this addition Despicable I , both focus on the villains. We always end up as heroes saving the day by defeating the aforementioned villains. Well these two movies in a search for originality to the genre, the producers try to focus on the lives of the villains. It is assumed that it is virtually impossible to compare with Megamind Despicable I . Megamind

places his story in a world where the villain finally managed to win the eternal battle of heroes vs. villains, and is in a world where controls everything, but that makes your life so monotonous in desperate search a new hero to lead a normal life. A first difference is other animated films in 2010, but fails Megamind find the heart to the characters whose voices are personified by several Hollywood stars, from Brad Pitt to Wil Ferrell, however, despite the mix of comedy and drama, film fails to find a balance that seeks originality and comedy genre too forced at times. In conclusion, the film is funny and entertaining a crowd, less demanding and conforms to a family weekend, but the film has the same dramatic and poignant eg Despicable I that takes a similar topic if known.

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Jorge Sanz has always given me a bit like David Trueba and I've had in my (semi) detested. I got to see what was Jorge Sanz? by morbid curiosity, by having a goofy time. But it is a great series, delicious. It is fresh, well made, intelligent, tender, sad work. Given that so hard in our films: the naturalness. Of the six chapters, weakens the past, but the other five are round. The stories are simple, without fanfare, with tricks (intentional) comic book. At first it seems it will be a bit shameless, but does not cross the limit. Sanz accept being portrayed as a loser that everything goes wrong, you get older, they lived better times, who walks with difficulty. And that acceptance is noble, gives greatness. Suddenly someone appears comforts us ironically to himself, and you do not sarcasm, but gently, gently bittersweet. Unheard of in Spain. That attitude is contagious Miraculously, the other actors who appear with their names: Resines, Galiardo, Larrañaga, Segura, to Botto ... It reflects very well the scene of the movie, their conversations, in a tone of melancholy comedy. In a sense, What happened to Jorge Sanz? amounts to an update The trip to nowhere Fernan Gomez. There is the precarious life of the actors. And has the decline. This series is healthy because Jorge Sanz taken with humor decline and, incidentally, that of all of us.


* * * There are two sensational elements have not mentioned: the actor Eduardo Antunes, making representative Sanz and music from the series which is what is sounded in the video above. For more details, I recommend the entry of Alberto Rey on his blog.

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The child has been in the morning at home. It has not gone to school because you have a cough. Watch cartoons, play Nintendo. Occasional cough, and does so with seriousness, adult care, and proving to himself and others demonstrating that the reason has not gone to class was real . Le
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REVIEW: BLACK

Black Swan / Black Swan

9.0 / 10

Director: Darren Aronofsky

Writer: Mark Heyman, Andres Heinz & John McLaughlin

Cast: Natalie Portman , Mila Kunis, Vincent Cassel, Barbara Hershey, Winona Ryder

Music: Clint Mansell

Photo: Matthew Libatique

Edition: Andrew Weisblum

Distributed by: Fox Searchlight Pictures

The film begins with a plan on what at first sight of its protagonist describes as a "mad dream" about a ballerina who becomes a swan. This poetic best home mark that Darren Aronofsky has done, building a great psychological thriller in the hands of an original idea. Something that is appreciated in a world where the adjustments on previously published material fills most of the releases in theaters and television.

The original script of The Black Swan traces the life of a ballet dancer and is reaching that age when he begins to lose the leading roles of the pieces in front of younger dancers. Its almost no personal life is confronted with the rigors of hard work that has to be a ballet dancer, an entertainment sub beautifully treated by management of Aronofsky atrocities full of product testing and psychological disorder which means it will face other dancers for the top job a new version of Swan Lake.

Natalie Portman is who has the arduous task of impersonating Nina Myers, a dancer whose only emotional tie is his mother (Barbara Hershey), an ex - ballerina, who then must face the psychosis begins to suffer by focusing only to meet the demands and take to heart the criticism that constantly suffers at work, and also to demonstrate the perfection you crave, which would lead it to collapse by attacking their opponents to secure his place to finally shine. Portman made in Black Swan is not only what the best approach of his career but the best actress of the year 2010. And if he can win the Oscar would know that even reconfortadle are awarded to artists for their work and only the person who has the best path. And what better show Portman's performance are those scenes where he confronts his alter ego. We see the weak and innocent side in contrast Nina confident personality and confident that represents the black swan.

Although the film is due entirely to a show mounted by the interpretation of Portman can not look down on a casting of excellence starting with the main male figure Vincent Cassell, the veteran Barbara Hershey and Mila Kunis as not, a young star with Black Swan begins to capture a well-deserved attention from the critics. And last on the cast Winona Ryder would highlight that even for a few minutes we shine like the ballerina who has been forced to withdraw from the dance company. Winona shows because at one time was considered one of the best actresses and promises, hopefully after Black Swan his career take right direction again.

To create the atmosphere that surrounds the history of ballet requires a large and talented team of technicians, and Black Swan achieves this with a fascinating picture of the spectacle surrounding the Lake Swans and of course music is not original but its author has a great merit reinventing the music of Swan Lake, plus the special effects take part in the film as art section. Leading us to one of the 2 best films final scenes of 2010 (the other is the King's Speech).

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