How about you

 When all the lights are low
May not be new, but I like it, how about you?

 

And for that I really do admire him

                       Music expresses the inexpressible. All our songs are about that, about inarticulation.

                                                                                      Bono

Keep going

Thoughts are made of water and water always finds a way.

Dave Eggers

Mother's Day

A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?


(1849)
 

                                                               EDGAR ALAN POE

Cine me

We Need to Talk About Kevin

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1242460/

Tilda Swinton leads an excellent cast in a thoughtful and deeply disturbing adaptation of Lionel Shriver's novel.

What happens when bad children happen to good parents? Does it mean they are not, in fact, as good as they had imagined themselves to be? With these questions, British director Lynne Ramsay has created a nihilist tale of guilt and horror. Working with co-writer Rory Kinnear, she has adapted Lionel Shriver's prizewinning 2003 novel – whose much-spoofed title is now part of the language – about a woman whose teenage son Kevin has committed a Columbine-style massacre.

The novel's title is of course ironic, as they never truly get around to the earnest discussions it proposes. In fact we see before us the supposedly constructive, canalising parental activity that leads from reading Robin Hood as a traditional bedside story through children's bows and arrows to a lethal crossbow and the brief, reflective transformation of the pupils of Kevin's eyes into archery targets.

What American Psycho was to consumerism, We Need to Talk About Kevin is to both sexism and feminism, a brilliantly extreme parable, operatically pessimistic. In the end, the audience is left with the same unanswerable question: what made Kevin do it? Nature or nurture? A mother supplies both. Kevin is flesh of her flesh and perhaps an inability to judge him is her awful biological destiny.

 It is tremendously acted by Tilda Swinton (a performance to put aside her protective mother in David Siegel and Scott McGehee's 2001 thriller The Deep End) and by Ezra Miller, with inspired images from cinematographer Seamus McGarvey.



Cine me

Les infidèles

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2087850/

A rare French sketch film, Les infidèles works well thanks to it's main characters (Jean Dujardin, Gilles Lellouche), who are slick in the comedic scenes although limited in dramatic expression. A sex addicts anonymous meeting is especially funny!

Another candle on your cake

Birthdays are filled with yesterday's memories, today's joys, and tomorrow's dreams.