Key Largo (John Houston, 1948)
Frank McCloud: When your head says one thing and your whole life says another, your head always loses.
Today I enjoy life in another corner of God’s Garden in Florida: from Key Largo to Delray Beach. More Days of Heaven on this Earth. Because, if eternal life is what comes after this life then it’s not eternal, right?
If heart avoids the fullness of living, it might get completely Frozen unless it speaks again its own language, within the intimacy, with com-passion and tenderness: The World of the Heart. After all,
we were conceived in the heart of God, a seducer of hearts.
Anna: It’s not nice to throw people!
We have only one Heart
La Strada (Federico Fellini, 1954)
The Fool: I am ignorant, but I read books. You won’t believe it, everything is useful… this pebble for instance.
Gelsomina: Which one?
The Fool: Anyone. It is useful.
Gelsomina: What for?
The Fool: For… I don’t know. If I knew I’d be the Almighty, who knows all. When you are born and when you die… Who knows? I don’t know for what this pebble is useful but it must be useful. For if it’s useless, everything is useless. So are the stars!
There is a subtle mystery in each of the movements and sounds of this world. The initiate will capture what is being said when the wind blows, the trees sway, water flows, flies buzz, doors creak, birds sing, or in the sound of strings or flutes, the sighs of the sick, the groans of the afflicted…
EVA DE VITRAY-MEYEROVITCH
To sense each creature singing the hymn of its existence is to live joyfully in God’s love and hope (…) The Spirit, infinite bond of love, is intimately present at the very heart of the universe, inspiring and bringing new pathways
Francis, May 24 2015
Everyone thinks we’re the ones who are traumatised, but it’s the adults who are.
Monsieur Lahzar (Philippe Falardeau, 2011)
Would Monsieur Lazhar function the same way for his students without his layered backstory?
No, I don’t think he would. It would become your usual school genre drama where the teacher is an inspirational figure. The character’s background enriches the relationship with the children and deepens the drama without making the film specifically about immigration. Monsieur Lazhar is an accidental teacher. He rushes to this class for his own salvation. He needs to surround himself with children, in part to sublimate the loss of his own family. And he needs to reproduce the work and habits of his wife; she was the teacher in Algeria, not him. Only the audience is aware that the children’s grief mirrors his own, although the young Alice does suspect something. He knows intimately what they are going through, without admitting to anyone — even to himself — that he also needs help.
(…) you know—the evolution of the school system, and the many rules and regulations, and the curriculum. The point I wanted to make was that I know why we have these rules and regulations—especially about physical contact with children—but I think we’ve gone a little bit overboard. We should let the teachers invest in their own classes as they see fit. Yes, there will be some bad teachers—just like in any workplace, you’ll have bad apples—but we should give the teachers more leeway
I’m going to dig out a cliché here and use… it comes from a Mediterranean culture and I’ve travelled around the Mediterranean Sea, and one thing people do there is they sit down and have tea or coffee and they talk – and they talk for hours. Sometimes you wonder if these people have jobs but these people certainly talk. They do communicate and it’s not – the concept of taboo is certainly not the same – so when Lazhar is in the class, he thinks the best way is not to go through a specialist [psychologist] but to let the children bring up the subject whenever they feel it’s important.
Frozen (Chris Buck & Jennifer Lee, 2013)
Anna: Can I say something crazy?
Hans: I love crazy.
September 26, 2008
The Chemo pills were supposed to be shipped last Monday, the 22nd (…) They wouldn’t ship until I paid for it. Xeloda costs $1,858.89 or &132.78 a day for a two week supply -that’s the market cost (…) It would cost more than $32,000 a year in co-pays. The woman who had to collect payment couldn’t answer question, but transferred me to a pharmacist. (…) It seems to me a final insult that only the rich can afford to die of [treatment of] cancer. (…)
With great trepidation, I took 4 tablets within half an hour after breakfast and 3 after dinner on Thursday I have not dropped dead yet. (…)
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Yesterday should have been but today is the last day of poison cycle number eight. (…)
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Yesterday’s New York Times Science Times section had the usual sappy article on breast cancer (…) Usually (…) According to (…) About two percent, mostly women with hormone-feeding cancers that have spread to bone (…) but no one knows why (…) Another writer says (…) though no one admits that it is the destruction of chemo that causes the constant pain.
Marlene Park (1931-2010), Writing for Sanity
Timbuktu (Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014)
What happens when a strange and ethereal entity such as thought that has ‘eternal’ laws of its own and makes submission to these laws a condition of rationality, knowledge, progress, even of humanity, takes up residence in the physical universe and starts directing the lives of men? Are the consequences always desirable, and what changes should be carried out if they are not?
Paul K. Feyerabend, Let’s make more movies
Days pass and nothing happens, and I feel so alone… In my heart, I seem to be waiting for something
Tokyo Family (Yôji Yamada, 2013)
Ran (Akira Kurosawa, 1985)
Bread of Happiness – Shiawase no Pan (Yukiko Mishima, 2012)
Suehisa’s dad: You two run the place?
Sang Mizushima: Yes.
Suehisa’s dad: She followed all the way here?
This is the life I wanted
With the person I love.