About companionship and life at large

I found it in the local library an I thought it was just perfect – sucked me in from the first shot, the lightness and seriousness about it, the stories that were packed in one line, the wonderfully authentic feel of all characters – rarely do I fall upon a film that moves me to tears, this one most certainly did.

Diane Arbus

Izabel woke up in the middle of the night, and this time, I have to thank her. She wouldn’t fall asleep, so we sat on the living room sofa, watching her favourite film. By the time she dozed off, I was too awake to go to bed, so I zapped channels hoping to find something to fall asleep to. The screen suddenly showed the most beautiful shot of Nicole Kidman I have ever seen – I was 20 minutes into “Fur”, according to the TV text. I continued watching, trying to find out what was to come, what I might have missed, watching for clues, waking up more and more, reflecting on the characters, the scenery, the music while the story unfolded – I do not understand how I missed this 2006 movie on Diane Arbus, or Diane Arbus, to be more precise. I’m also grateful for having found it in such an unexpected way, at such an unexpected hour of the day – it must have been 3am, when my senses were completely aware of the dreamlike world surrounding me in the privacy of our living room, open, absorbing the story like a dry sponge thrown into the ocean, slowly sinking into the surreal details and sheer beauty of its otherness. I must do more research on this photographer, the way she portraits beauty in otherness, or just normality in otherness intrigues me.

Michel Ocelot’s “Azur et Asmar – the Princes’ Quest”

It is always a pleasure to discover yet another impressive animated film made for children, which us, adults, equally enjoy watching – Kincsem found Azur and Asmar- the Princes’ Quest in a book shop in Kolozsvár, without knowing he had actually picked up a masterpiece – we are both very impressed by the quality of the drawings, the intriguing story and the peculiarity of intentionally leaving out translations of the Arabic text, which adds to the authenticity of the story. I have found his other two films online and look very much forward to watching them, too.

The Ides of March

This Friday’s outing included watching “The Ides of March” – a refreshingly alert movie, not as good as “Good Night and Good Luck”, another Clooney directed movie, nonetheless just as brilliantly played and contemporary in so many ways. It is scary how well we know what goes behind the scenes, and how desensitized we still are in face of being betrayed by the very men who are supposed to represent us in a so-called democratic society. Worth watching, in fact, we are likely to buy the DVD when it comes out.

The most famous woman in the world

Our Friday afternoon is always reserved for a short cultural fix of some sort – this week’s was planned to be the new Mission Impossible movie, but it turned out to be too long for us to make it in time to pick up the children from day care – as fate would have it, we ended up watching My Week with Marilyn – a charmingly light film, like a breeze, yet memorable, if not for Michelle Williams, for Kenneth Branagh’s portrayal of Sir Lawrence. I’ve always found it fascinating that a short lived life like Marilyn’s has continued to inspire us beyond the years following her death – innocence, blondness and dumbness, femininity, vulnerability, sadness and mental instability, eroticism – all encapsuled in sucha trivial yet such a powerful name: Marilyn.

Norwegian Wood

“I once had a girl or should I say she once had me”  – there is so much in this Beatles song and Murakami novel that is symbolic to our relationship, that at times I find Murakami writes about us to us, which is probably why we own everything he has published and is translated into English. We saw the filmatization of his novel last week, and even though it was a 2 hour stolen time out of our busy lives dominated by our children, it managed to bring a haiku moment into our lives. Thank you, for the crisp sounds and images, for the simplicity and depth of the language, for bothering to write.

Matthias and Rapunzel

We decided to take Matthias to the movies today – we expected him to be a bit difficult/fidgety – instead, he walked straight inside the cinema, pointed at the popcorn stand, carried the popcorn bag that was as big as half of him, walked into the theatre and cried out “mor, BIG TV!” – the rest went as smoothly as we dreamed of – like a seasoned cinema-goer, he ate his popcorn, watched the film, cried out each time the scene was exciting and never missed a beat. The film was equally entertaining for adults – an experience we certainly will duplicate!