Parce que ça silence et moteur et coupez

Jacquot de Nantes (1991), de Agnès Varda.


"Parce que j'aime ça
Parce que ça bouge
Pacre que ça vit
Parce que ça pleure
Parce que ça rit
Parce q'au ciné
On est dans le noir
On est au chaud
Entre un mec qui vous fait du genou
Et une nana qui entiève le sien
Devant un con qui part trop fort
Derrièrre un génie aux cheveux ébouriffés
Qui vous êmpeche de lire les sous-titres
Parce que ça danse
Parce que ça chante
Alors je plane
Parce que c'est beau
Parce que filmer c'est comme une femme
C'est comme un homme
Ça peut faire mal
Ça vous écorche
C'est parfois moche
Mais c'est bien quand meme
Parce que ça zoom
Parce que ça travelling
Parce que ça silence et moteur et coupez
Parce qu'on reve
À vingt-quatre images seconde
Et que par conséquent ça fonce dans la nuit
À quatre-vingt six mille quatre cents images à l'heure
Et que le TGV en crève de jalousie
Parce que c'est blanc
Parce que c'est noir et bien d'autres choses encore
Parce que j'aime ça
Et parce que je ne sais rien faire d'autre."

Pourquoi je filme?, Jacques Demy.

"All the music that is from the people is what people are about"

'Let me tell you something,' said Cannonball Adderley.'I don't believe in segregated jazz. That is to say, I don't think you just have to have a jazz radio programme, or a special jazz show on television. I don't believe that that any kind of music has to be set aside unto itself.

'The reason there is a small market for jazz, a small market for chamber music, is because everybody categorises everything - that's a Western passion, pigeonholing and putting things into niches. I think everything belongs together. All the music that is from the people is what people are about'

The great alto and soprano saxophonist was relaxing in his dressing room after giving a stupendous performance with his quintet at the Opposite Lock, a small club in a side street not far from the city centre in Birmingham. 'We did a TV programme in London, and there was a bit of drama, a bit of comedy, some classical music by Ralph Vaughan Williams, there was poetry, and there was us. I don't see why it shouldn't always be like that.

O texto é daqui. 

Callisto, de ninfa a urso

Andrea Schiavone, Jupiter seducing Callisto, about 1550, The National Gallery. 

"On s'engage et puis on voit."

'Oh! But it's raining outside!'
'Oh! But the house is on fire, don't forget!
Rather than be burn alive
Let's go out and get wet!' 
          
(SONG OF THE YOUNG PIONEERS)

Bertolt Brecht, Threepenny Novel, Book Two "The Shoopkeeper Mary Sawyer", chap.8, Penguin Modern Classics, 1964, p.139.

das leituras

Em Lisboa.

A bigger splash ou do meu Verão

Enquanto começam a aparecer as fotografias do Verão de toda a malta por Portugal na praia, em bikini, bem expostas no facebook, aqui fica uma imagem do meu Verão. Divirtam-se! 

Hockney, A bigger splash, 1967. No Tate Gallery, em Londres.  

na verdade, o que importa?

[...] e, em termos alegóricos, Timofey Semyonitch tinha razão quando dizia que eu estava deitado como um cão. Mas vou provar que mesmo estando deitado como um cão, não, que apenas estando pousado como um cepo, podemos revolucionar o destino da humanidade. Todas as grandes ideias e movimentos patentes nos nossos jornais e revistas foram sem dúvida obra de homens que estavam pousados como cepos; é por isso que dizem que são alheados das realidades da vida, mas o que importa se disserem isso?!

Fiódor Dostoievski, O Crocodilo, Estrofes & Versos, 1ª ed., 2010, p.62.

"só se morre de amor no cinema"

Les parapluies de Cherbourg (1964), de Jacques Demy

The Survivor

"For he was intending to beg, and he was ashamed. He was not ashamed of having had a bullet in the leg, nor of having bought a public house that didn't pay, but because he was reduced to asking complete strangers for money. In his opinion no one owed him anything. 

Begging came hard to him. It is the profession for those who have learned nothing; only it seemed that even this business had to be learned. He spoke to several people one after another, but with a courageous expression on his face, and taking care not to stand in people's way so that they should not feel that they were being pestered. Also, he chose rather long sentences that were only completed when this person was a long way past; neither did he hold out his hand. And so, by the fifth time that he had humiliated himself, scarcely anyone had noticed that he was begging." 

Bertolt Brecht, Threepenny Novel, Penguin Modern Classics, p.8. 

esperar

Uma pessoa continua porque espera chegar a algum lugar melhor do que este. Mas o pior é que é esta espera que mata. E assim se continua esperando, enquanto se mantém a esperança que, na verdade, sabe-se lá bem se nos faz aqui continuar ou avançar. 

There's more to life than books you know, but not much more.

The Electric side of Freddie Hubbard

Ku-Umba and Frank Lacy, The Electric side of Freddie Hubbard 1/2.

Live at JAZZ A VIENNE festival 2009.