I really enjoyed this movie, unluckily it’s in italian and there are no english subtitles. The story is about the possession of a young woman living in a south italian little town; half of my family is from South of … Continue reading →
Here I am again. Almost a month from the last post, but I got carried away from other things. No, me and Stevie didn’t leave each other: we are still together and hopefully we’ll be in the same country once … Continue reading →
I’m bad at remember times and anniversaries, but I know me and Stevie now are around 2 years and a half together. And yes, for those who are here for the first time, it’s a long distance relationship: I’m in … Continue reading →
MOVIE: “Random acts of violence” – Ashley Cahill (2013) Malcolm is sure of a thing: in 70s/80s New York was a better place since the amount of violence in the city was taking low the rents of the houses and the lifestyle, so a lot of artists and creative people were living there. Now the life became easier and the city is gentrified, it has lost the dangerous status and with it the interesting people.
His project is to start a revolution to get the city back at that ambient, and in his mind it’s possible only making rise again the number of crimes, so he starts to randomly murder people. Since this is a very ambitious project, he goes around with a troupe filming a documentary about him and his “revolution”.
Unluckily it’s less easier than expected for crimes to be on the first page in New York’s newspapers…
A low budget, weird movie with an interesting story. I didn’t like so much the ending, but I enjoyed the rest of the film.
(Also yes, I hate people using phones while watching movies at the cinema too.)
P.s. you read right on the poster: not only random acts of violence, but even a random Kirsten Dunst appearance.
Last night I went to the cinema to watch “The Grand Budapest Hotel” with Stevie, so in the original language version. I don’t want to write so much as a review, since I read a lot about this movie and for sure better than what I’d write myself.
I only say this: after a 12 hours travel and a giant kebab, Stevie not only didn’t fall asleep, but we laughed and had fun for all the time of the movie. (Just so you know: it’s not I torture my boyfriend taking him directly to the cinema as he arrives from a long travel, but this was the only available play of the movie in original language in my city, and as you can guess we don’t have so many occasions of going out on a date at the cinema 😉 ).
The movie tells the adventures of Gustave H. and Zero Moustafa, concierge and lobby boy of the famous and rich Grand Budapest Hotel, after the first one is accused of killing a rich old woman and stealing a painting even if he didn’t do it; it’s a funny and enjoyable film, full of interesting and particular characters who move in the middle of an incredible story (sometimes similar to a fable) that teaches us, ironicly, that “[…] there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant… oh, fuck it.” 😉
A fact I didn’t know and I found only today reading about the movie: it’s inspired by the work of Stefan Zweig, austrian writer, and to his autobiographical book “The World of Yesterday“.
The Strand bar seen from The Ice Wharf – Pen and watercolours
My sketchbook, together with this blog, is like my personal room when I feel lost or I don’t know what to do, where to go or how the future will be. It’s very good when, randomly, I look at the pages and I find my drawings or my notes and it’s like I am back in the past, at that exact moment I drew or wrote about.
Yesterday, as I was looking at my sketchbook, I found this drawing I never published. It’s “The Strand” bar seen from a table of the “Ice Wharf”, in Derry/Londonderry – Northern Ireland. As it’s written on the page, it was the 8th of January 2014 and we spent the night (well, what was left of it after Sandinos) at the Travel Lodge right beside the Ice Wharf. At 12 we had to leave the room, so we went at the bar to have something to eat; I had a wonderful (and very cheap!) Ulster Fry for breakfast/lunch and then we waited some time for our train. That’s when I did this drawing of the bar in front. We even lost the train that day and Stevie, who is very precise on times, was pretty annoyed at it, and it made me laugh as usual (I live constantly in late). 😀
A young, foreigner drug dealer in Tokyo is killed by police during a job. He leaves in the city his little sister, who he worked to take in Japan to live together, and a bunch of few other people, who he follows after his death.
A weird movie, in which we see the first part from a long subjective shot, then we fly with the soul of Oscar around Tokyo to follow the happenings in the life of those who remained, how his death changed them, going occasionally back to his and Linda’s (his sister) difficult past. It’s the soul that tells us the story, that still shows memories, feelings, powerlessness: and it’s all still so human.
Tokyo has never been so dark and confusing: we see it almost always by night and as under the effect of drugs, as the events of the main characters are falling down one after another, from betrayal to sex work, from death to being hunted by police. The first image we have of it, is a luminous sign with written “Enter”, which is in front of Oscar’s room, then the walk on drugs to the “Void”, club where a friend of Oscar is waiting for drugs…and he is not alone.
This is not a soft movie: it’s a hard story, where no one seems to be who he is, that teaches us that the “bad” people sometimes are not the real bad, and that not all good stories have happy endings.