had to be in 2008, after five minutes we've been thinking about would be the right time. I see so many movies that I might be wrong, but somewhere I have heard that having a clear and continuing difficulties remembering the dates is a symptom of some strange mental disorder. But perhaps it is very common, just that I do not know. Lately I am aware of making speeches are absurd, maybe even a little 'inconclusive. That said it seems to me drugs, and perhaps at some point of view would say this honestly. Another thing I'm realizing now is that I write really twisted. That is, then I wonder if anyone reads the blog. Fuck, it should be.
Oh well anyway, to try to make sense of this madness start from the beginning, or at least, from what I wanted to write at the beginning. So, I said that it was in 2008, more or less. The fact is that this damn 2009 was passed too quickly, when I think I can not believe I saw 14 concerts of Bruce in five months, or to have six exams at the university. Or be gone in the States, for that matter. I diverted the conversation back, for Christ's sake! Okay, now I concentrate.
In August 2008 I was in Venice for the second time for the exhibition of course, and, in short, between one thing and the other jumped out suddenly that Bruce had written a brand new song for The Wrestler, the last film in competition , starring Mickey Rourke and directed by Aronofsky. The uproar that caused the film to the Lido was mainly due to the fact that Rourke returned to the limelight after so many years with an interpretation so real that it seems true. The fact is that was true: the actor was a star in all respects in the eighties, but had gradually fallen into a self-destructive spiral that led to tortured and destroyed, physically and psychologically. In the film, then played substance itself, no matter whether in the guise of a former wrestler who tries to get by rounding the salary still disputing meetings. In Venice, the film took home the Golden Lion, but Wenders, awarding it did not fail to point out that this was a prize for Mickey Rourke, and made it clear that someone on the jury had raised questions about whether a only film wins the prize is bigger and the Coppa Volpi for Best Actor (who went to Silvio Orlando, the cheers made in Italy). The most popular adjective for Rourke's performance, in addition to "moving" and derivatives, it was "reborn", which means (I quote): "back to life." Looking at the matter from another point of view, it is easy to say that what the company fifteen years ago judged a disgusting, a waste, an idiot, an outcast, a complex and so was accepted because it is cool now, accept the excluded . Wake up, baby, we are in the new millennium, who cares of the twentieth century, with its heritage, its tortures, its concentration camps! It 'a new world, baby!
So after after Venice and Toronto (another film festival where The Wrestler was presented) Mickey Rourke suddenly came to the fore, featured in newspapers and on the right is missing, a miracle, and so on, the whole rigmarole of "three times in the dust, three times on the altar ", as he said good Manzoni. We the people of today are well aware, that after a while 'you get tired of the usual faces and we need new characters, and they teach you that the garbage should be left at home, but you throw? One might wonder how the hell we are regressive spiral of hunting, if the kids today worship Tokio Hotel or pseudo singers and / or dancers and friends, if you win the Sanremo through televoting or if an exile sings a love for a country that does not belong. Probably time will tell, as he said that old song.
Anyway, in this world more and more disposable Rourke was sent down in haste from the stage immediately after the award of Golden Globe, Bruce was not even nominated for an Academy Awards (the positions are paid, my friends) and everyone pretended nothing singing the praises of a film rather trivial as The Million. But never mind, Heath Ledger has been awarded only after his death, when he was competing for Brokeback Mountain the Oscar went to Hoffman, for charity, good is good, but the old global history of interpretation is, in fact, old. With logic like that, that you expect? A Scorsese gliel'hanno given in 2007, when years are turning masterpieces, do yourself a bit 'accounts ...
But returning to Rourke, often when they spoke of him in the newspapers he was joined by a different name, also with the same adjective next (you know, the era in which we live, over-use and disposable, even in fashion "nice labels, missing people were the objects to be cataloged with accuracy and without possibility of error), he returned after a period when things had turned bad. And now all of a sudden people did not have one, but TWO resurrected by cheering again, even if none or almost took the trouble to note that, in reality, they just did not go anywhere. But you know, the resurrections are increasingly the scene of the deaths or disappearances (try to ask around what he had to do Conan Doyle with Sherlock Holmes), and so here we are with the exemplary story of the first decade of the twenty-first century: after "Everybody can do it," get "Can All Back" (among us good people, which alienated those who do not play second rules). Oh yes, Philip Dick would be very proud, believe me.
So anyway, the other reviving newspapers was hailed by Robert Downey Jr., and no, before you ask him, it is no coincidence that he is pulling out all this time. In 2008, I know him miss, Rob. But I remember that I always called him when he wrote of Mickey Rourke, because it was cool, of course, and why it seemed that they had bought the 2x1 offer at the supermarket. Type, which was first on the article on CIAK Rourke and follow up to Rob, in perfect continuity solution. This is because a few months before he was released Iron Man, and everyone had almost made a miracle by way 'of: "Wow, we had available Such an actor and we were using it! Acciderbolina." Since then, of course, they both had roles on roles, and the funny thing across this beautiful story is that after performing together in their own Iron Man, out for those interested in Italy on April 30 next year. "But the Oscar is still early days, the maximum may be candidates (But really at the most, eh!), But to win for the moment no one speaks his own, and then, we will just explain everything? Apart apart eh, that however there are other actors to be awarded, that is, good people, eh, who spends his holidays with his wife and children, that is, I mean, do you understand what I'm talking, no ? (Johnny Depp is just the exception that proves the rule, if you notice) But I say, apart all this, which is sufficient as well, eh, but other than that, I think we can give a prize to two that are out of a time when ... be ', let's face it, not types were recommended, if you think about it. In short, depressed, under drugs, or god-only-knows-who-what, perhaps violent ... And you know that already tell us that we think only about money, I figured you press them ... I mean, I mean, you think? No, not a good image to go to the children, it is not educational at all. And who tells us that there ricaschino? No, better to wait a few years, then we'll see ... "
To be honest I wanted to write these things already when the commotion broke out Morgan in San Remo, who had to go because we do not take drugs, bad example and so on. And the second chorus, equally trivial, people who said, "Better him ...". I 'these things are funny, and not a little. Friends, but we account? One can not go because you Sanremo, Italy and therefore the one who can rule behind corruption, bribery and conspiracy? But we're kidding? Unfortunately no, this is the moralistic and politically correct world of today, and in this world that we are living.
And if you hear me, one can make of himself what the hell he wants, but if he is a genius, if you have talent, if he's good, fuck, ficcatevelo in the head once and remains so, whether it is plain that it is drunk, because the talent just does not go anywhere, it stays there until the soul is there, and no critic will ever be able to demonstrate know-all otherwise. Maybe you want to tell me that Jack Kerouac is not a genius? Conan Doyle? Baudelaire? Dostoevinskij? Dylan? But please, do not fool ourselves. They always say that artists are more sensitive than other people: if certain things are already sick to normal people, imagine what effect they do. And, you know, it is true that money count for little, because in those moments there, in those moments when you would like to smash everything with your hands, well, 'in those moments there is not nothing you can buy for make you feel better, to help you think boh, maybe tomorrow is indeed another day, after all. In those moments you're only you with your head and you can not think, you can not to make a decision, you can not do anything, you're paralyzed: you jump on the bed and maybe the first few times you're convinced that all will pass, you just wait. And there are times when everything seems so black that you can not see a light somewhere, and then you just want to drop everything and wait for someone to come save you, only to realize that there is no one to do so, in that moment, if you really do not want it with everything yourself.
That is to say before judging, but really, you should think about it a million times over. And consider that if there are moments in our lives where we can laugh in spite of everything, not to think of all our problems, disconnect with the outside world and enjoy two hours of a better world, probably, well, 'we just have to thank writers, directors, musicians, actors and so on, and remember them even when we are not, those in need.
In August 2008 I was in Venice for the second time for the exhibition of course, and, in short, between one thing and the other jumped out suddenly that Bruce had written a brand new song for The Wrestler, the last film in competition , starring Mickey Rourke and directed by Aronofsky. The uproar that caused the film to the Lido was mainly due to the fact that Rourke returned to the limelight after so many years with an interpretation so real that it seems true. The fact is that was true: the actor was a star in all respects in the eighties, but had gradually fallen into a self-destructive spiral that led to tortured and destroyed, physically and psychologically. In the film, then played substance itself, no matter whether in the guise of a former wrestler who tries to get by rounding the salary still disputing meetings. In Venice, the film took home the Golden Lion, but Wenders, awarding it did not fail to point out that this was a prize for Mickey Rourke, and made it clear that someone on the jury had raised questions about whether a only film wins the prize is bigger and the Coppa Volpi for Best Actor (who went to Silvio Orlando, the cheers made in Italy). The most popular adjective for Rourke's performance, in addition to "moving" and derivatives, it was "reborn", which means (I quote): "back to life." Looking at the matter from another point of view, it is easy to say that what the company fifteen years ago judged a disgusting, a waste, an idiot, an outcast, a complex and so was accepted because it is cool now, accept the excluded . Wake up, baby, we are in the new millennium, who cares of the twentieth century, with its heritage, its tortures, its concentration camps! It 'a new world, baby!
So after after Venice and Toronto (another film festival where The Wrestler was presented) Mickey Rourke suddenly came to the fore, featured in newspapers and on the right is missing, a miracle, and so on, the whole rigmarole of "three times in the dust, three times on the altar ", as he said good Manzoni. We the people of today are well aware, that after a while 'you get tired of the usual faces and we need new characters, and they teach you that the garbage should be left at home, but you throw? One might wonder how the hell we are regressive spiral of hunting, if the kids today worship Tokio Hotel or pseudo singers and / or dancers and friends, if you win the Sanremo through televoting or if an exile sings a love for a country that does not belong. Probably time will tell, as he said that old song.
Anyway, in this world more and more disposable Rourke was sent down in haste from the stage immediately after the award of Golden Globe, Bruce was not even nominated for an Academy Awards (the positions are paid, my friends) and everyone pretended nothing singing the praises of a film rather trivial as The Million. But never mind, Heath Ledger has been awarded only after his death, when he was competing for Brokeback Mountain the Oscar went to Hoffman, for charity, good is good, but the old global history of interpretation is, in fact, old. With logic like that, that you expect? A Scorsese gliel'hanno given in 2007, when years are turning masterpieces, do yourself a bit 'accounts ...
But returning to Rourke, often when they spoke of him in the newspapers he was joined by a different name, also with the same adjective next (you know, the era in which we live, over-use and disposable, even in fashion "nice labels, missing people were the objects to be cataloged with accuracy and without possibility of error), he returned after a period when things had turned bad. And now all of a sudden people did not have one, but TWO resurrected by cheering again, even if none or almost took the trouble to note that, in reality, they just did not go anywhere. But you know, the resurrections are increasingly the scene of the deaths or disappearances (try to ask around what he had to do Conan Doyle with Sherlock Holmes), and so here we are with the exemplary story of the first decade of the twenty-first century: after "Everybody can do it," get "Can All Back" (among us good people, which alienated those who do not play second rules). Oh yes, Philip Dick would be very proud, believe me.
So anyway, the other reviving newspapers was hailed by Robert Downey Jr., and no, before you ask him, it is no coincidence that he is pulling out all this time. In 2008, I know him miss, Rob. But I remember that I always called him when he wrote of Mickey Rourke, because it was cool, of course, and why it seemed that they had bought the 2x1 offer at the supermarket. Type, which was first on the article on CIAK Rourke and follow up to Rob, in perfect continuity solution. This is because a few months before he was released Iron Man, and everyone had almost made a miracle by way 'of: "Wow, we had available Such an actor and we were using it! Acciderbolina." Since then, of course, they both had roles on roles, and the funny thing across this beautiful story is that after performing together in their own Iron Man, out for those interested in Italy on April 30 next year. "But the Oscar is still early days, the maximum may be candidates (But really at the most, eh!), But to win for the moment no one speaks his own, and then, we will just explain everything? Apart apart eh, that however there are other actors to be awarded, that is, good people, eh, who spends his holidays with his wife and children, that is, I mean, do you understand what I'm talking, no ? (Johnny Depp is just the exception that proves the rule, if you notice) But I say, apart all this, which is sufficient as well, eh, but other than that, I think we can give a prize to two that are out of a time when ... be ', let's face it, not types were recommended, if you think about it. In short, depressed, under drugs, or god-only-knows-who-what, perhaps violent ... And you know that already tell us that we think only about money, I figured you press them ... I mean, I mean, you think? No, not a good image to go to the children, it is not educational at all. And who tells us that there ricaschino? No, better to wait a few years, then we'll see ... "
To be honest I wanted to write these things already when the commotion broke out Morgan in San Remo, who had to go because we do not take drugs, bad example and so on. And the second chorus, equally trivial, people who said, "Better him ...". I 'these things are funny, and not a little. Friends, but we account? One can not go because you Sanremo, Italy and therefore the one who can rule behind corruption, bribery and conspiracy? But we're kidding? Unfortunately no, this is the moralistic and politically correct world of today, and in this world that we are living.
And if you hear me, one can make of himself what the hell he wants, but if he is a genius, if you have talent, if he's good, fuck, ficcatevelo in the head once and remains so, whether it is plain that it is drunk, because the talent just does not go anywhere, it stays there until the soul is there, and no critic will ever be able to demonstrate know-all otherwise. Maybe you want to tell me that Jack Kerouac is not a genius? Conan Doyle? Baudelaire? Dostoevinskij? Dylan? But please, do not fool ourselves. They always say that artists are more sensitive than other people: if certain things are already sick to normal people, imagine what effect they do. And, you know, it is true that money count for little, because in those moments there, in those moments when you would like to smash everything with your hands, well, 'in those moments there is not nothing you can buy for make you feel better, to help you think boh, maybe tomorrow is indeed another day, after all. In those moments you're only you with your head and you can not think, you can not to make a decision, you can not do anything, you're paralyzed: you jump on the bed and maybe the first few times you're convinced that all will pass, you just wait. And there are times when everything seems so black that you can not see a light somewhere, and then you just want to drop everything and wait for someone to come save you, only to realize that there is no one to do so, in that moment, if you really do not want it with everything yourself.
That is to say before judging, but really, you should think about it a million times over. And consider that if there are moments in our lives where we can laugh in spite of everything, not to think of all our problems, disconnect with the outside world and enjoy two hours of a better world, probably, well, 'we just have to thank writers, directors, musicians, actors and so on, and remember them even when we are not, those in need.
