"They say it's the last song
They don't know us, you see
It's only the last song
If we let it be!"

E eu que pensava que os filmes do Michael Haneke não podiam ser mais estranhos que "O Sétimo Continente" ... estou a ficar surpreso com "A Pianista". A dissecação de Michael deixou de estar na imagem e na semântica do extremo da sensação de isolamento (uma contaminação de frieza em todo e qualquer sentimento inocente) para passar a estar no mais íntimo da sexualidade, do desejo, da frustração e na sua contextualização um pouco (impensada?) numa realidade muito restringidora e projectada pela ânsia de perfecionismo.

Links:
http://www.ecrannoir.fr/real/monde/haneke.htm
http://www.sadomasoquista.hpg.ig.com.br/definicao.html

"I could hang about and burn my fingers
I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start
You think I'm faultless to a 't'
My manner set impeccably
But underneath I am the same as you

I could dance all night like I'm a soul boy
But I know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by the way I look

And when I come to blows
When I am numbering my foes
Just hope that you are on my side my dear

But it's best to finish as it started
With my face head down just staring at the brown formica
It's safer not to look around
I can't hide my feelings from you now
There's too much love to go around these days

You say I've got another face
That's not a fault of mine these days
I'm honest, brutal and afraid of you"

There's Too Much Love
by BELLE AND SEBASTIAN

"And the moment will come when composure returns
Put a face on the world, turn your back to the wall
And you walk twenty yards with your head in the air
Down the Liberty Hill, where the fashion brigade
Look with curious eyes on your raggedy way
And for once in your life you have nothing to say
And could this be the time when somebody will come
To say, 'Look at yourself, you're not much use to anyone'

Take a walk in the park, take a valium pill
Read the letter you got from the memory girl
But it takes more than this to make sense of the day
Yeah it takes more than milk to get rid of the taste
And you trusted to this, and you trusted to that
And when you saw it all come, it was waving the flag
Of the United States of Calamity, hey!
After all that you've done boy, Im sure you're going to pay

In the morning you come to the ladies salon
To get all fitted out for The Paperback Throne
But the people are living far away from the place
Where you wanted to help, it's a bit of a waste
And the puzzle will last till somebody will say
'There's a lot to be done while your head is still young'
If you put down your pen, leave your worries behind
Then the moment will come, and the memory will shine

Now the trouble is over, everybody got paid
Everybody is happy, they are glad that they came
Then you go to the place where you've finally found
You can look at yourself sleep the clock around "

Belle & Sebastian
The Boy with the Arab Strap (1998)
Sleep The Clock Around

One poem a day keeps the psychiatrist away.

"Rushing things slowards"

I was laying below in silence,
atrocities struck harshly,
but only above
among the one’s pretending to feel true love.

And a rainbow rose in me,
one that I could carry
from one hand to the other,
reach out with it and I might touch your eyes.

Weaving patterns for other puzzling minds to read
in bursts of feelings that I had felt to.
I was my own and still there was a way,
a route from my heart to your mind,
without leaving me empty I could share.

In fear of being convicted by loneliness
and accusations of egoism
I shared all over,
weaving patterns out to everyone,
carrying my soul through to for people I didn’t even know.

Inside I was still one
but slowly silence began to come
rush things too fast
into an island in the sun,
where I was to crash upon
and so I did,
without sense of self-pity,
there I sang but my voice couldn’t sing along.

TheDruid 26/07/2002

tão pá o q é q te aconteceu no g&t?
> LOL
:)
> n sei, diz-me tu.
ok
> eu só sei q enquanto a camara tava virada p mim c/ a luz vermelha eu n conseguia pensar.
acho q te sentiste commuita pressão em cima por estar a falar em frente áquela gente
toda
> eu n gostei qd a julia me comecou a chatear com o micro.
> quebrou o meu raciocinio
iá eu vi.
> e eu tinha-me preparado p defender o Não
> LOL
acho q foi isso q levou com q n conseguisses acabar a frase
> só soube no dia q era p o sim q eles me queriam
:)
quer dizer qu iás lá defender o q eles queriam e não o q tu acreditavas?
> n sei bem...
> eu pensei ser capaz de defender qualquer 1 dos lados.
> sinceramente...
> pq é-me relativamente indiferente, n tenho opinião formada, nunca vi, acho q há 1 culto, diz-se "I
_want_ to believe" por alguma razão né?
sim dá para defender qualquer um dos lados, mas se eles convida, acho q devemos
defender o que nos achamos mais provavel ou o q nos acreditamos e não o que eles querem
> UFOs c/ ETs são 1 explicação fácil p mt coisa, +- como a religião, mas por outro lado explicar os
casos de raptos como 1 fenómeno do inconsciente colectivo
> eu queria basicamente dizer isso
iá
> e depois queria falar das ideias da requisite variety, que os aliens deviam ser mto diferentes de nós e
estas semelhanças só seriam verosímeis se fossem premeditadas
sim acho q a maior parte das pessoas é essa atitude que tem, qualquercoisa fora do
normal ou algo n entedem é logo ets
> e por outro lado eles virem até c´
> cá para nos estudar...?! perder tempo q para deve ser tão precioso? acho + q fazem cm nós q
enviamos IA p os planetas + perto...
> poix.
> aqueles casos podiam ser bem estudados
> mas por 1 lado n são pq dizem q são ETs e pronto.
eu acredito em ets, mas se eles vem cá , isso é outra historia
acho q n ecredito
> por outro lado usam uma abordagem grosseira e psicologia ultrapassada para explicar algo q eu acho
q é + real ou plo - complexo do q os sonhos
> eu já vi 1 cena q me deixa céptico.
> até veres algo é díficil acreditar em algo

Sort of what I'd say on G&T...