Just because it's Emmy's night

Walk all over...

The Legendary Tiger Man featuring Maria de Medeiros - These boots are made for walking cover).

Autoportrait

(Claudine Doury)

The baggage that comes along...

(Alex & Ryan - Vera Farmiga & George Clooney)


Alex: "(...) You're so cool, Mr Empty Backpack.

Ryan: You know about that?

Alex: Yeah, I googled you. That's what modern girls do when they are crushed.

Ryan: Did it bother you?

Alex: It depends. Is the backpack empty because you hate people or the baggage that comes along?

Ryan: I don't hate people. I'm not a hermit.

Alex: You just don't want to be tied down. Don't want responsabilities?

Ryan: I don't know what initiated the backpack. Probably I needed to be alone. Recently I've been thinking I needed to empty the backpack before I knew what to put back in."


Up in the air, de Jason Reitman.

Artífcios...

(Nirrimi Hakanson)


"(...) E soubesse eu artíficios de falar sem o dizer (...)"


Deolinda.

High maintenance...

(Joel & Clementine - Kate Winslet & Jim Carrey)


"Joel: Hi.
Clementine: Hi. Didn't figure you'd show your face around me again. I guess I thought you were... humiliated. You did run away, after all.
Joel: I just needed to see you.
Clementine: Yeah?
Joel: I'd like to, um... take you out, or something.
Clementine: You're married.
Joel: Not yet, not married. No, I'm not married.
Clementine: Look man, I'm telling you right off the bat, I'm high-maintainance, so... I'm not gonna tip-toe around your marriage, or whatever it is you've got goin' there. If you wanna be with me, you're with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
Clementine: Ohhh... I know.
Joel: It would be different, if we could just give it another go-round.
Clementine: Remember me. Try your best; maybe we can."


Eternal Sunshine of the spotless mind, de Michael Gondry.

Circular moon...

(São Pedro do Sul)


"Creio na dança azul dos peixes (...) e na esperança de uma lua circular".
João Monge

Antecipação

E porque de hoje até aos próximos 10 dias não há Leão neste planeta (e mais precisamente no meu círculo de amizades e conhecimentos) que não faça anos, cá vai.

Só para adiantar serviço!

Sensibilty...

(IMDB)


"The Ghost: Did you ever want to be a proper politician in your own right?


Ruth Lang: Of course, didn't you want to be a proper writer?


The Ghost: Ouch!!


Ruth Lang: I'm sorry, I've hurt your feelings. Ghosts have feelings too.


The Ghost: We are sensitive spirits."


Ruth Lang and "The Ghost" (Olivia Williams e Ewan Mcgregor). The Ghost writer, de Roman Polanski.

Onde a luz se suspende...

(Lisboa)


"Deitei a tarde pela janela e fiquei só com a linha onde a luz se suspendeu".
Diogo Vaz Pinto.

Asfalto...

Artista: Brownen Sleigh.


"(...) retorno sempre a estes espelhos marcados por dedos crepusculares (...) ao asfalto molhado do coração". Luís Filipe Parrado.

Just a little bit longer...

(Charley and George dancing - Colin Firth and Julianne Moore)


"George - Change your life. If you're not happy being a woman, stop acting like one.

Charley - You have all the answers.

George - I don't believe I have one, actually. (...) You live in the past, you must start thinking in the future.

Charley - Thinking of the past is my future. It doesn't have to be yours. You're a man and you're a bore tonight. Can't we feel sorry for ourselves a little bit longer?".

A single man, de Tom Ford.

Ferrovia...

(Lisboa)


E assim,

com a paleta cor de tarde

ferroviam-se as horas

que os dias parem.

32

(Meco)

E ontem foi assim:

fim de tarde,

mar,

peixe,

luz,

riso,

conforto.


E agora, é tomar os dias de assalto e arregaçar a vida.

Ora aponta aí...

(Imagem: Cindy Sherman).



"Natasha, to love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But, then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer, not to love is to suffer, to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love, to be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy, therefore, to be unhappy one must love, or love to suffer, or suffer from too much happiness. I hope you're getting this down."


Woody Allen, Love and Death (1975)

Têmpero

(Lisboa, Alcântara)


Sou cume sem degraus,

Construo-me a saltos sem fim.

Galopo entre ventos,

rasgo rumo(s)

acho o Tempo,

numa escadaria quente,

tempêro(s) de mim.