October 6th, 2006

Oct. 6th, 2006

  • 4:01 AM
lu: (My favourite obsession)
And so it is. The Festival is over.

I leave it a better and changed person in a way. Each day more certain I want to make a movie someday: be able to affect people the way movies affect me. Be able to be a part of this complex process I call art in its most pure form.

For my 18th birthday, I want a video camera. That'll be my reply to each and everyone that asks me that question in a few months, and, maybe putting some money together, I'll be able to have it.

Meanwhile, I'll keep studying Law, with which, I too am falling in love everyday more and more. I am young, and I have time. Time to study, time to work, time to live.

Or at least I like to think so.

I leave you all with a list of the movies I saw, a short comment on each of them, and quoting the brilliant Clarissa Vaughan:

I can show you my favourite obsession )
"I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then." - Clarissa Vaughan, The Hours.

Post scriptum I: I've had three tests so far. Three ahead. Wish me luck. I'll need it.
Post scriptum II: São Paulo International Film Festival, here I come!
Post scriptum III: Yours truly is working on Video Post #3, and will post as soon as it's done.

You like bowling, don't you, Montag?

If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. If the government is inefficient, topheavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they'll feel like they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.

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