30.11.11

"There are too many ideas and things and people. Too many directions to go. I was starting to believe the reason it matters to care passionately about something, is that it whittles the world down to a more manageable size."

27.11.11

"I am free and that is why I am lost."
da aniquilação pela vida prática: dois meses já planejados pra domínio do photoshop.

(e a consequente constante criação surgida disto)
sobre este ano: percepção de isolamento é apenas real na sua forma mais crua.

após a percepção, a busca por sua aniquilação.

25.11.11

negação do terceiro sujeito, e retorno ao primeiro.

23.11.11

"Quando a tecnologia e o dinheiro tiverem conquistado o mundo; quando qualquer acontecimento em qualquer lugar e a qualquer tempo se tiver tornado acessível com rapidez; quando se puder assistir em tempo real a um atentado no ocidente e a um concerto sinfônico no oriente; quando tempo significar apenas rapidez online; quando o tempo, como história, houver desaparecido da existência de todos os povos, quando um esportista ou artista de mercado valer como grande homem de um povo; quando as cifras em milhões significarem triunfo, - então, justamente então – reviverão como fantasma as perguntas: para quê? Para onde? E agora? A decadência dos povos já terá ido tão longe, que quase não terão mais força de espírito para ver e avaliar a decadência simplesmente como... Decadência. Essa constatação nada tem a ver com pessimismo cultural, nem tampouco, com otimismo... O obscurecimento do mundo, a destruição da terra, a massificação do homem, a suspeita odiosa contra tudo que é criador e livre, já atingiu tais dimensões, que categorias tão pueris, como pessimismo e otimismo, já haverão de ter se tornado ridículas."

22.11.11

"It tastes like ashes."

20.11.11

"[the existence of God, life after death, the meaning of life] were always obsessions of mine, even as a very young child. These were things that interested me as the years went on. My friends were more preoccupied with social issues-issues such as abortion, racial discrimination, and Communism-and those issues just never caught my interest. Of course they mattered to me as a citizen to some degree...but they never really caught my attention artistically. I always felt that the problems of the world would never ever be solved until people came to terms with the deeper issues-that there would be an aimless reshuffling of world leaders and governments and programs. There was a difference, of course, but it was a minor difference as to who the president was and what the issues were. They seemed major, but as you step back with perspective they were more alike than they were different. The deeper issues always interested me."

18.11.11

"In the times of bigness, spectaculars, one hundred million dollar movie productions, I want to speak for the small, invisible acts of human spirit: so subtle, so small, that they die when brought out under the Klieg lights. I want to celebrate the small forms of cinema: the lyrical form, the poem, the watercolor, etude, sketch, portrait, arabesque, and bagatelle, and little 8mm songs. In the times when everybody wants to succeed and sell, I want to celebrate those who embrace social and daily failure to pursue the invisible, the personal things that bring no money and no bread and make no contemporary history, art history or any other history."
"It is when we try to grapple with another man’s intimate need that we perceive how incomprehensible, wavering, and misty are the beings that share with us the sight of the stars and the warmth of the sun. It is as if loneliness were a hard and absolute condition of existence; the envelope of flesh and blood on which our eyes are fixed melts before the outstretched hand, and there remains only the capricious, unconsolable, and elusive spirit that no eye can follow, no hand can grasp."
"And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. And even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are only here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but it doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope that something good will come along. Something to make you feel connected, something to make you feel whole, something to make you feel loved. And the truth is I feel so angry, and the truth is I feel so fucking sad, and the truth is I've felt so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long I've been pretending I'm OK, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own. Well, fuck everybody."

16.11.11

"Interior liberty is universal."

9.11.11

"(...) But you must have imperfect hours to get perfect hours. You must kill ten hours to make two hours live. What you must be careful of is not to kill all the hours, all the years."
note to self: creation can come from routine.

7.11.11

"For Peixoto, the experience offered by Limite cannot be adequately captured by language, but was made to be felt. Therefore, the spectator should subjugate himself to the images as to “anguished cords of a synthetic and pure language of cinema”. According to the director, his film is “meticulously precise as invisible wheels of a clock”, where long shots are surrounded and linked by shorter ones as in a “planetary system”. Peixoto characterizes Limite as a “desperate scream” aiming for resonance instead of comprehension. “The movie does not want to analyze. It shows. It projects itself as a tuning fork, a pitch, a resonance of time itself”, capturing the flow between past and present, object details and contingence as if it had always “existed in the living and in the inanimate”, or detaching itself tacitly from them."

6.11.11

"There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall."

3.11.11

"Our heads are round so thought can change direction."
sobre a época da ignorância (imposta pelo cinema):
quentin tarantino e robert rodriguez deveriam ser proibidos de fazer filmes.


em oposição, david lynch em 1080p é alucinante.