quarta-feira, 18 de novembro de 2009
domingo, 8 de novembro de 2009
sábado, 24 de outubro de 2009
Lars Von Trier
"Você se coloca no lugar da audiência quando escreve seus filmes?
Não, eu não trabalho dessa forma. Quando realizo o filme estou fazendo a minha parte. Depois, o filme é da crítica e dos espectadores."
Não, eu não trabalho dessa forma. Quando realizo o filme estou fazendo a minha parte. Depois, o filme é da crítica e dos espectadores."
domingo, 27 de setembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2009
Castanets - "City of Refuge" -
domingo, 20 de setembro de 2009
sábado, 5 de setembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 4 de setembro de 2009
sexta-feira, 28 de agosto de 2009
domingo, 16 de agosto de 2009
segunda-feira, 22 de junho de 2009
luz01
domingo, 17 de maio de 2009
one with the birds
Leave me alone is all that I say
When I have nothing in me to give away
A purple martin in her house, she hollers at me
Why be inhuman ? Why be like me ?
Like so many robins, like so many doves
Like so many lovebirds with so many loves
Like the songs of the bobwhite without any words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
At six in the morning you rise from the pillow
Stand steaming above me ; I slumber below
I'm one with the blanket laying fragrant and loose
You're one with a whipporwill, you're one with a goose
Like so many robins, like so many doves
Like so many lovebirds with so many loves
Like the songs of the bobwhite without any words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
So tweet with me and widely spread
Your olive wings ; embrace my head
Fly with me 'til we are dead
And one with the birds
Like so many seagulls, like so many hawks
Like so many thrushes and so many cocks
A swallow will tell you without using misleading heartrending words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
"When we hide our feelings we may as well fly away"
When I have nothing in me to give away
A purple martin in her house, she hollers at me
Why be inhuman ? Why be like me ?
Like so many robins, like so many doves
Like so many lovebirds with so many loves
Like the songs of the bobwhite without any words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
At six in the morning you rise from the pillow
Stand steaming above me ; I slumber below
I'm one with the blanket laying fragrant and loose
You're one with a whipporwill, you're one with a goose
Like so many robins, like so many doves
Like so many lovebirds with so many loves
Like the songs of the bobwhite without any words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
So tweet with me and widely spread
Your olive wings ; embrace my head
Fly with me 'til we are dead
And one with the birds
Like so many seagulls, like so many hawks
Like so many thrushes and so many cocks
A swallow will tell you without using misleading heartrending words
When we are inhuman we're one with the birds
"When we hide our feelings we may as well fly away"
seguir
quinta-feira, 14 de maio de 2009
terça-feira, 28 de abril de 2009
quinta-feira, 12 de março de 2009
segunda-feira, 26 de janeiro de 2009
sexta-feira, 16 de janeiro de 2009
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