segunda-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2008

THE KITE RUNNER ( O CACADOR DE PIPAS)

The Kite Runner - Film Review


The film starts with a kite tournament that used to happen every year in Afghanistan before the Soviet’s invasion. Amir and Hassan are best friends, but when a tragedy occurs to Hassan on the tournament day, Amir can not cope being the same person as he was to Hassan before. Living a life of memories, betrayal and regret from his childhood, Amir returns to Kabul trying to correct errors from the past because “ there is a way to be good again!”
It’s great in every sense, the picture, the story, the script, the actors…the story of two boys from Afghanistan is real, beautiful and horrifying. The film shows the culture of the people in 1970s in Afghanistan, before the war and also after when the Taliban assumes the country. Everything is so real that you almost forget it’s just a film. The picture is beautiful, the film is very bright and colourful. But there are choking scenes that will take your breath away.
Like all other book to movie adaptations, they left a few parts out so if you read the book before you might feel that something else could be included, but to say the true, the film is just great as the book and I recommend both. I cried as much as when I finished reading the book as when the film finished, I was left with the film’s scenes and images that I won’t forget for a long time. BRAVO to the author and director and why not to say BRAVO to the actors as well?
Shot in China, this film doesn’t look like another Hollywood film at all. Much of the dialogue is in various Middle Eastern languages and the actors are almost unrecognisable by the major public.
While in the book you can find all sorts of information about Afghanistan’s culture, pre-war and post-war, the film doesn’t show much about the country itself. Nor either show much about politics. The film is entirely based on Amir and Hassan friendship, the only scene of the film we can say has a political connotation happens when Amir comes back to Kabul “ Are they bad as they say?” referring to the Taliban.
The Kite Runner was banned in Afghanistan, because of the use of strong scenes as when Hassan is raped and when the Taliban stoning kills an Afghan woman in Kabul’s Stadium. The actor who plays Hassan said, on an interview, that he fells upset about the rape scene and that his friends would think he was really raped.
ZThe two children, non-professional actors, were plucked from Afghanistan to become Hollywood actors, they got paid £9000 each and they plan to stay in America to follow the actor’s career. The boys and their families are worried about the film’s repercussion in their country and they believe they will be hated by members of Hazara population “ People will come and arrest us and put us in jail. They will think we’ve made the Hazara look bad”, said one of the actor’s father.
With more than 3millions copies sold all around the world, the novel written by Khaled Hosseini had the same impact on the big screens.
Khaled Hosseini, was born in 1965 in Kabul, Afghanistan but lives in America since 1980, he is a doctor and in 2001 he began to write his first novel, The Kite Runner. In 2003 the book was published and became an international bestseller since then. In 2006 Khaled Hosseini was named a goodwill envoy to UNHCR, the United Nations Refugee Agency. His second novel, A
Thousand Splendid Suns was published in May of 2007. He lives in northern California. The author had also an apparition on the last scene of the film, when Amir excuses and leave the conversation to buy a kite for Sonrab.
A Thousand Splendid Suns is Khaled Hosseini new novel, so if you were enchanted with The Kite Runner I highly recommend A Thousand Splendid Suns, a breathtaking story will transport you to a extremely interesting culture that will involve the reader with themes like loss, love and betrayal which will perpetuate on your thoughts for a long time.

segunda-feira, 21 de janeiro de 2008

Autumm ( Outono na Ingalterra)


Sitting on the bench, I watch the leaves falling from the trees. The park is quiet, there are no more children playing around. The Summer is finished now and the children are back at school. There is a new atmosfhere in the air, I can smell the smoke coming from the chimney's houses where the fires are working to make the houses warmer. It is the season of Autumm.


I feel the cold on my face and the wind blowing my hair as well as the coloured leaves dancing on the ground, following the wind's rythim, making gracious movements, like little ballerinas moving round and round.


The path, once green, is now almost covered with bright golden hazel leaves, some are bronze and some even red ruby giving the appearence of a hand made carpet sewed piece by piece.


The bright blue sky makes the view even nicer as the mix of the colours paints a picture in front of me. Altough the sun shine, it is not warm, I feel my hands and my face cold. I believe that Autumm prepare all of us for the winter time, not only the human beings but also the animals and in few weeks time this park and this same picture will be no more hazel, brown or gold but plain white, covered with crystal snow.

sexta-feira, 11 de janeiro de 2008

CULTURAS


OI AMIGOS,

SABE, HOJE CONVERSANDO COM UMA AMIGA OUVI UMA FRASE QUE ME FEZ PENSAR.
( ESSE POVO EH LOUCO)
FOI O QUE ELA DISSE A RESPEITO DE UM POVO.
" ESSE POVO EH LOUCO " EH UM TERMO QUE GENERALIZA DEMAIS. TODA UMA NACAO LOUCA? QUE ESTRANHO.
ADORO TODOS OS MEUS AMIGOS MAS ACHEI UMA AFIRMACAO NO MINIMO IGNORANTE. FIQUEI PENSANDO QUE SE ELA COMECASSE A OUVIR MUITAS REPORTAGENS SOBRE O FERNANDINHO BEIRAMAR LOGO ELA AFIRMARIA QUE TODOS OS BRASILEIROS SAO BANDIDOS E CORRUPTOS ( OU NO MINIMO LOUCOS)RSRSRS CHOCANTE NAO?
NAO.
MUITAS PESSOAS FAZEM ESSE TIPO DE AFIRMACAO POR DESCONHECER OUTRAS CULTURAS, OU ENTAO POR DESATENCAO AFINAL EU TAMBEM JA ME PEGUEI FAZENDO ESSA MESMA AFIRMACAO REFERINDO-ME AOS PAKISTANESES. QUE COISA FEIA NAO?
MUITO.
AFINAL, OS PAKISTANESES NAO SAO TODOS MEMBROS DO TALIBA, E MESMO ASSIM O TALIBA COMETE ATROCIDADES MOVIDOS POR UM IDEAL, LOGO NAO PODEMOS DIZER QUE SAO LOUCOS.
A LOUCURA EH UMA ALIENACAO MENTAL COM MODIFICACAO PROFUNDA DA PERSONALIDADE. SENDO ASSIM A PALAVRA LOUCO, EH UMA TERMO MUITO FORTE, ALIAS CHAMAR UMA PESSOA DE LOUCO NAO EH NOMEAR, IDENTIFICAR OU MESMO XINGAR, MAS SIM DAR UM DIAGNOSTICO. CONCORDAM?

DEPOIS DESSA CONVERSA, TOMEI UMA DECISAO:
NO ANO DE 2008 VOU PENSAR MAIS ANTES DE FALAR, E MAIS AINDA ANTES DE FAZER JULGAMENTOS, ESPECIALMENTE QUANDO ESTES SE REFEREM A TODA UMA NACAO, CULTURA OU RACA.

DEIXEM A SUAS OPNIOES A CERCA NO ASSUNTO.
MIL BEIJOS.

quarta-feira, 9 de janeiro de 2008

EU - RESUMIDAMENTE




EU FUI UMA MENINA CHATA QUANDO CRIANCA. BIRRENTA E QUE ODIAVA IR A ESCOLA.CRESCI ENTRE MENINOS E COM ELES DESCOBRI COISAS QUE QUEM NAO TEM IRMAO NAO SABE COMO EH. APRENDI A BRIGAR E A ME DEFENDER.
CORAJOSA.SERA?
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ENTREI NA UNIVERSIDADE, EXPERIMENTEI MACONHA, ENTRETANTO ME RECUSEI A ALIENACAO, APRENDI A BEBER ,ME REVOLTEI COM A POLITICA. CHEGUEI A IDEALIZAR E A REPENSAR A EDUCACAO BRASILEIRA, E ACREDITAR QUE TUDO PODERIA MUDAR COM MUITO TRABALHO E FORCA DE VONTADE DE UMA NACAO. A UNIVERSIDADE TROUXE PRA MIM MUITO MAIS CONHECIMENTO A CERCA DO MUNDO E UMA NOVA VISAO DE MUNDO QUE PROPRIAMENTE CONHECIMENTO INTELECTUAL.
SOFRI UM TERRIVEL ACIDENTE DE CARRO QUE MARCOU A MINHA VIDA. ESSE ACIDENTE ME TROUXE MATURIDADE E ALGUMAS CICATRIZES QUE LEVAREI PRA TODA A VIDA.
ME FORMEI.
DEIXEI MEU PAIS, O QUE ERA MEU E OS MEUS.
AMO CONHECER OUTRAS CULTURAS, DESCOBRINDO DIFERENTES MODOS DE VIDA PERCEBI QUE POR MAIS DESENVOLVIDO QUE SEJA UM PAIS AS PESSOAS NAO SAO MELHORES QUE AS OUTRAS EH TUDO UMA QUESTAO DE EDUCACAO E POLITICA.
AOS MEUS 24 ANOS NASCEU MEU FILHO ALLAN, DE LONGE A MAIOR ALEGRIA DE TODAS!!

SOU MUITO FELIZ E AMO VIVER, APRENDO COISAS NOVAS TODOS OS DIAS, DESCUBRO E ME REDESCUBRO. APRENDI QUE CRIANCA NAO VEM COM MANUAL DE FABRICACAO E QUE POR MAIS LIVROS QUE SE ESCREVAM E QUE SEJAM LIDOS SOBRE A EDUCACAO INFANTIL, PERSONALIDADE INFANTIL E PESQUISAS NESSE CAMPO, EDUCAR UMA CRIANCA JAMAIS SERA SIMPLES COMO MENCIONA O AUTOR ( AINDA BEM QUE NAO, PELO MENOS MEU ALLAN NAO EH ROBO!)
EU SO CONHECO ESSE MUNDINHO A 26 ANOS, TENHO MUITO A DESCOBRIR, RIR, CHORAR, CRIAR, PRESERVAR, ENSINAR, FAZER: VIVER.

HOJE ME CONSIDERO UMA DAS PESSOAS MAIS FELIZES E SORTUDAS DO MUNDO MAS TEMO, E MUITO, O AMANHA.