Abigail Alvarez

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The Art of maybe never grow up

Posted at 04:47 PM on August 25, 2009

The little girl had walked for miles, the sun was shining on her back , and she could feel it burning her skin , it was just her on the road and that tall man , whom she called , father, was 30 meters away from her, so she stopped walking and screamed "I can't take it anymore and sat down on a stone nearby , the tall man understood, that she was just a kid and just like he was , the girl needed to have his strength to walk the distance , they were about to, yeah a life lesson for both of them the girl and the tall man. This only reminds me of the past two weeks , one week up , one week everything that had been built up , just fell off in one second -well actually in one day- but it's all like in a road movie and you are still a kid sleeping in the back of a car and your parents talking vaguely in the front.


Oh road movies, those summer days when we encountered the mountains and ourselves, those little arguments we had with our parents, because we wanted something we couldn't have, but let me tell you something , there's always a kid left inside us that'd be with us for the rest of our lives forever. So oh well , these days I've gone from a great summer in an galician town in the 1940s to a lovely trip around Russia to get to Crimea , then moving to a place in San Francisco where strange things happen including a toad rain, going around the forgotten and isolated mind of Charlie Kaufman and finishing in an miracolous italian city , where desires are being granted.


(Roads to )Koktebel (Boris Khlebnikov, Alexei Popogrebsky, 2003)

I strongly believe in the cinema of images that suggest everything that you can't explain with words, where emotions collide and explode , in which the viewer establishes a connection with the story , that creates confusion and fills his /her spirit and mind and makes them think about the the most simple but complicated things in life, such as emotions , and how we develop them throughout our lives.Fields , tracks , birds and roads transform this film in a living painting , where moods just develop in a rather pensive and reflective way and float in your head ; an adult man fighting his demons and a son learning the lessons of life are on their way to a better place , Koktebel ,a little town near the Black sea, where they will start a new life , they leave Moscow and start a long way to this town , but the journey ends up being longer than they thought , it would be a lesson for both of them, independence and human needs , the relationship between a father- who needs a refuge- and a son - remind us of the curiosity and need of adventure of our early years, our awakenings-, every moment in this film is frozen by the beautiful landscape that takes us away and makes us to be there sharing a simple story of life.I don't know why , but many Russian filmmakers have this ability to transmit emotions with no words and use imagery as a transport to create something very powerful that transform our senses, -of course another lesson of life-.In addition , and maybe not less important , I seriously believe that Russian cinema has a very special characteristic , its power to engage the viewer in a state that would be unforgettable , even if he /she did not quite enjoy iin a good manner , the experience will stay with them forever.Well , that's probably me , because I'm obsessed with Russian Cinema that's all

The Butterfly's tongue (La Lengua de las mariposas ,1999 Jose Luis Cuerda)

Not a road movie , but a film that contains many things that I would like to discuss here , we also learn and look up at people who we admire and learn to respect as well as learn the treats of betrayal in order to safeguard (survive)our lives .In a small town in Galicia , Moncho starts his first day at school , he confronts his biggest fears which he learns to get through with the help of his tutor,Don gregorio , a respectable man among the community , the year has just started , and Moncho would experience things he's never seen or done before , a lovely summer aproaching and Moncho ,a not too coy , not too precocios portrayed kid , but kind of realistic in a sense that leads him to open his eyes to the real world, as the summer aproaches everything changes and Franco came and the rest is history. La lengua de las mariposas is shot beautifully with great perfomances from the two lead protagonists and a very strong message that it definetely had me thinking how imposed things represses the human spirit, how selfish we are and how we only exist as individual in this world and makes us to be the worst living creatures in this world ,the end is incredibly emotionally powerful .After this I had to start researching about the spanish civil war , as I must say I'm total ignorant about this and don't know much about it.I strongly reccomend it , also Alejandro Amenabar contributed to the soundtrack of the film.

Magnolia (Paul Thomas Anderson, 1999)


Things fall down. People look up. And when it rains, it pours.


Yeah I was 12 , and I was a bit obsessed about film releases , my mum used to get a weekly magazine and all I was looking forward to read was the film section . I remember reading about Magnolia , perhaps , given to the fact that my life was revolving around actors and their relations and probably that was the time , Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman finished their marriage, god!! that seems to be ages ago and hardly anyone remembers they were married once . The time went on and never watched it , still doesn't feel like this film was released that long ago , so one of these days I sat down and watched it . I did not feel anything for the first hour , then the second everything is just building up, builds up to finish in one of the most amazing endings of all times , a lesson in filmmaking that's for sure ,

I also thought on how the film deals with so may themes such as how we live our consequences, victims of the past , a burden that we have to bear whether we get forgiveness or not , the hypocrysy in our lives ,we wear a masquerade to cover and smile to others and maybe show that we're better off than them in a egotistic manner .

All characters have something to teach us as they're interelated . As somebody told me once , we build our own journey it's up to us which way we want to go . Magnolia has become one of my favourite films and would watch it again and well talking about watching films for second times, I'll move on to talk about another genius of our modern days ,Charlie Kaufmann.


Watching Eternal Sunshine for a Spotless Mind again for like the 4th time, and maybe not having understood the message of the film before ,I could finally watch it all along and watch all the missing parts, I had not seen before , I finally came to understand this great and magnificent film puzzle as well as reflecting on things I'd not thought about it before. our fears as innoncent children , how in life we get taught to run away from pain, however pain is part of being human , pain emanates from good experiences that should not be forgotten.Kaufmann always asks us to re-view his work over and over again and whenever you go on the same journey , you will find new things , a revolutionary filmmaker, who has defied the conventional rules of story telling applying what many filmmakers have said before ,a film should always have a beginning , a middle and an end , but not necessarily in a chronological order.Kaufman's main concern is to play with our minds and explore the complexities of human relations. I won't say more about it , as I know the film is beautiful and it's got absolutely everything I've imagined. a film to be , by the way if you have not seen Synechdoque , New York (Kaufman, 2009), well after seeing Sunshine again ,I'll definetely check Heaven by Tom Twyker , and based on an screenplay of a polish mind , Krzysztof Kie?lowski.

Miracolo a Milano

I wanted to talk about this film this week , but will do next week , as I don't want to write anymore.


And it's in this way , I finish my complaint and well my silly comments, next time , I'll comment on the surrealiste manifesto and Breton and Dali and a little story involving long corridors and an object in the middle.





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