Until now, all movies I have seen use different actors to show people growing along their lives. But I recognize persons by their stare. Even though you could find a second actor nearly similar to the first one, they will never have the same stare. And this is a fabulous movie if you consider only this technique of following people “really” growing. Specially Mason, whose stare and disquiet are outstanding, while he grows in front of our eyes from his childhood to his youth.
A movie showing the beauty, the fight, the joy and the drama of a family that is recomposed in multiple facets. The director invests in the sensibility of the daily lives instead of big events. A wonderful project, it is definitively worth seeing.
This blog is a mix of things: experiences, readings, essays and whichever (sometimes dinosaurs). It is an experimental and informal space, in which I give myself a "poetical license", different from my scientific research in the academic context.
I am not an English native speaker. Therefore, I will be happy to receive comments and suggestions also concerning the English writing.
Sunday, November 30, 2014
Boyhood - A family in real time
Labels:
boyhood,
movie review
Location:
Paulinia - State of São Paulo, Brazil
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Behind His Eyes - In Cold Blood
Suddenly, "the author" enters in the room. She invites me to read, it is a kind of seduction, a battle, and I cannot resist. She drags me to a mind, to someone else's eyes. I can feel his feet and shoes, and look his world. I try to fight to stay myself! I have my believes and preconceptions, my arrogant view of the world. I think I am the right one. But she wants to go further and further, and I cannot resist. There is his tenderness and innocence of the beginning, then the suffering, the injustice. I got caught in the net. "The author" transformed me in her character, making me able to look the world "behind his eyes". There is this irresistible impulse of going as him towards unthinkable acts. This what I was looking for: the improbable experience of "the reader".
In Cold Blood by Truman Capote cannot be reduced to a "murder book". It is a book about life, summoned back from the ashes by a masterly description of Holcomb daily routine. But is also a door that slams in your face, ending the life trail without notice. Whispering in your ear, death has no plans.
Capote conducts this book with competence. He puts me behind several eyes, starting by being a citizen of the calm Holcomb, their routine and expectations, their sorrows and happiness. The world is Holcomb. I can feel them, I can understand them and live their lives. But there is also the lives of Dick and Perry, the murderers. Capote takes time to bring you to their minds and world views since the beginning. He designed the story as an encounter of lives and the explosion that spils to all sides, the family, the fellow countrymen, the outsiders. A prism of hundred stories.
The horror of the encounter between worlds and the quest to find an explanation, a consolation, a motive to forget, forgive and go back to life.
Labels:
book review,
In Cold Blood,
non-fiction romance,
Truman Capote
Location:
Paulinia - State of São Paulo, Brazil
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