Cosas que me llaman la atención

2012-02-24T22:24:00.002-04:30

"Perderse también es camino"

Clarice Lispector

2012-02-19T00:48:00.004-04:30

“Tenerte era perderte.
No tenerte
es esperar
confiada
que no llegues.”

Certeza, Piedad Bonnett

2012-02-05T03:00:00.001-04:30

“In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.”

— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

2012-01-30T22:34:00.000-04:30

2011-11-26T00:18:00.005-04:30

2011-10-22T17:01:00.000-04:30

Lo mejor que podrían decir de mí: "se fue y no supimos más de ella."

2011-10-12T09:25:00.002-04:30

“A director only makes one film in his life. Then he breaks it into pieces and makes it again.”

Jean Renoir

2011-09-11T16:38:00.006-04:30

Tenho saudade de ti.

2011-08-09T23:13:00.001-04:30

The magic hour

2011-08-03T02:41:00.006-04:30

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“At Malick’s insistence certain parts of the film were made at what he calls the ‘magic hour’, that is, the time between sunset and nightfall. From the point of view of luminosity, this period lasts about twenty minutes, so that calling it a ‘magic hour’ is an optimistic euphemism.
The light really was very beautiful, but we had little time to film scenes of long duration. All day we would work to get the actors and the camera ready; as soon as the sun had set we had to shoot quickly, not losing a moment. For these few minutes the light is truly magical, because no one knows where it is coming from. The sun is not to be seen, but the sky can be bright, and the blue of the atmosphere undergoes strange mutations.
Malick’s intuition and daring probably made these scenes the most interesting ones visually in the film. And it takes daring to convince the Hollywood old guard that the shooting day should last only twenty minutes. Even though we took advantage of this short space of time with a kind of frenzy, we often had to finish the scene the next day at the same time, because night would fall inexorably. Each day, like Joshua in the Bible, Malick wanted to stop the sun in its imperturbable course so as to go on shooting.”

'A Man with a Camera'
the autobiography of Days of Heaven cinematographer Néstor Almendros.
via

Orson Welles

2011-05-09T01:27:00.002-04:30

Orson Welles, poco antes de morir.
1985
fotografía de Michael O'Neill.

2011-05-05T22:21:00.002-04:30

2011-04-27T00:40:00.001-04:30

"Ruins are just buildings on their way to becoming nature"

Andreas Angelidakis

Tonight: Zoé

2011-04-10T23:32:00.003-04:30

zoé - caracas
10.04.11

2011-03-12T02:00:00.002-04:30

2011-03-11T04:51:00.005-04:30

“Why do you look so sad? Because you speak to me in words and I look at you with feelings.”

Pierrot le fou
iwdrm

2046

2011-03-07T01:25:00.001-04:30

He was a writer. He thought he wrote about the future but it really was the past. In his novel, a mysterious train left for 2046 every once in a while. Everyone who went there had the same intention.....to recapture their lost memories. It was said that in 2046, nothing ever changed. Nobody knew for sure if it was true, because nobody who went there had ever come back- except for one. He was there. He chose to leave. He wanted to change.

2046

2011-03-06T05:06:00.001-04:30

“Why do we ask so many questions? Two people shouldn’t know each other too well if they want to fall in love.”

L'eclisse

2011-03-06T02:33:00.001-04:30

the black stallion

2011-02-13T04:43:00.005-04:30

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Después de tantos años... Me confortó.

the black stallion

2011-02-12T03:16:00.001-04:30

Soy una analfabeta emocional.

2011-02-07T01:25:00.002-04:30

“I am letting you into the secret of all secrets. Mirrors are gates through which death comes and goes.”

Orphée (1950)

tomado de iwdrm

3

2011-02-06T00:58:00.001-04:30

não queria pedir mais do que você tinha, assim como eu não daria mais do que dispunha, por limitação humana.
mas o que tinha, era seu.

caio fernando abreu

2

2011-02-02T00:15:00.002-04:30

meu corpo vai ficar marcado pelo roxo das pancadas, não pelo roxo dos teus dentes em minha carne.

caio fernando abreu

1

2011-02-02T00:13:00.000-04:30

(...) mordi muitas vezes a boca dele, interrompendo-me apenas para repetir que estávamos perdidos.

caio fernando abreu