September 23, 2009

Movies Parte 2

Aprovechando los avances de la tecnología (YouTube para ser específica), sigo con mi listado de películas recomendadas y esta vez agrego los trailers de las mismas.


La Insoportable Levedad del Ser (The Unbearable Lightness of Being) República Checa, 1988

Esta es una extraordinaria historia de amor, o sea de celos, de sexo, de traiciones y también de las debilidades y paradojas de la vida cotidiana de dos parejas cuyos destinos se entrelazan irremediablemente.
Se trata de una persecusión incansable, una libertad que tan sólo la conduce a la insoportable levedad del ser, se convierten de simple anécdota en reflexión sobre problemas filosóficos que, afectan a cada uno directamente, cada día.
Basada en la novela de Milan Kundera escrita en 1984.





Trailer




Ceguera (Blindness) 2008

Basada en la novela "Ensayo sobre la ceguera", escrita por José Saramago en 1995, la película trata acerca de una sociedad que padece de una epidemia de ceguera. Fue estrenada en los Estados Unidos, pero se filmó en Brasil, Uruguay, Canadá y Japón, de manera tal a crear una ciudad irreconocible.

Los afectados son puestos en cuarentena, pero resulta imposible contener la enfermedad y las calles acaban llenándose de ciegos que son víctimas de este inexplicable mal consistente en una infinita ceguera blanca, como un mar de leche. A medida que aumenta el temor y la crisis en el país, gradualmente las personas se convierten en presa de los más bajos instintos del ser humano, llegando a los extremos más miserables.

El profundo egoísmo que marca a los distintos personajes en la lucha por la supervivencia, se convierte en una parábola de la sociedad actual, trascendiendo así el significado de ceguera más allá de la propia enfermedad física.

Trailer




Jumper EEUU 2008

Jumper es una película de ciencia ficción basada en la novela homónima de Steven Gould.
David, un joven que descubre tener la habilidad de teletransportarse decide aprovechar este poder y se traslada a vivir a Nueva York donde se dedica a robar dinero de las cajas fuertes de los bancos, gracias a su extraordinario don. Lo que no sabe es que esta siendo buscado por una legendaria organización de cazadores (los paladines) que se dedica a perseguir "jumpers", personas con su misma habilidad, para matarlos.
La el argumento en sí no es "original", pero me gusta mucho la película porque el protagonista hace lo que siempre quise hacer :P




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El Orfanato España, 2007

Laura, la protagonista, regresa con su familia al orfanato en el que creció de niña, con la intención de abrir una residencia para niños discapacitados. El nuevo entorno despierta la imaginación de su hijo, que comienza a dejarse llevar por juegos de fantasía cada vez más intensos. Éstos van inquietando a Laura cada vez más, hasta el punto en el que llega a pensar que hay algo en la casa que está amenazando a su familia. A ella le ocurre algo extraordinario y, a pesar de que es una mujer con unos principios muy claros, su universo se tambalea poniendo en duda todo aquello en lo que creía.
Una excelente película española que me puso los pelos de punta... 1, 2, 3, toca la pared!!!



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May 18, 2005

A mi abuelo (Yoshifumi Matsumoto 18/05/28 - 18/05/05) Q.E.P.D.

Cuando era apenas un bebé, me cuidabas como a la flor más delicada. Pequeña e indefensa en este mundo hostil, sabía que nada me faltaría con tus atenciones y tu abrigo.
A medida que yo iba creciendo, crecía también tu cariño. Recuerdo las largas caminatas que dabas cargándome en tus hombros.
Luego aprendí a andar en bicicleta y tus pasos debieron apresurarse para estar a la par de mis ruedas.
A los 4 me diste un regalo de valor incalculable; me enseñaste a leer y a escribir, y con ello me diste también una de las armas más fuertes que existen: el poder de la pluma.
A tu lado siempre me sentí segura, como una pequeña ave refugiada en un frondoso árbol lleno de fuerza y vitalidad.
Pero un día el ave voló... desplegó sus alas y se alejó.
Ya no te visitaba a diario. Colmada con actividades, pensando en el futuro me olvidé del presente y del pasado que disfruté bajo tu cuidado.
"No tengo tiempo", me excusaba sin siquiera detenerme a pensar en todo el tiempo que me diste, sin pedirme nada a cambio. Tantos recuerdos, tanto cariño. ¿Seré yo tan ingrata?
Aquel frondoso árbol, fuerte y vital ya no es lo que un día fue. Te veo triste y melancólico. Tus ojos perdieron ese brillo tan especial. ¿Qué te ha pasado? ¡¿Qué te he hecho?!
Por favor, perdona todo el tiempo perdido. Déjame buscar la alegría que escondiste, porque sé que está ahí, en algún lugar.


Dedicado a mi abuelo Yoshifumi, quien tanto me ha dado. Tu nieta, Sayuri

December 19, 2004

Thesis about love

"What is love to you?" -A friend asked me a some years ago. I wrote a whole page of ideas to explain it, but now I read them and they seem empty, pointless.

Is it because I don't know what love is? Maybe; but once I've heard that love is everything that is written about it. It ca be butterflies in your stomach, a warm feeling in your chest, a fast heartbeat, a sensation of peace, or everything together.

So, why am I writing again about it? Well, I need to join the rest of the human kind and try to write down my thoughts about it.

I have been wishing for love for so long, but do I know what am I wishing for? I want to feel alive, have a reason to laugh for no reason, I want to fly without wings. Maybe I'm just a helpless romantic loser but I really miss that feeling.

I've been searching for love in Hollywood shape. In the form of that Mr. Perfect that has all the characteristics of a superheroe and the lloks of that cute actor you're fan of.

But I was so wrong all this time... I had it in front of my nose and I couldn't appreciate it. What is bigger than the love of my parents, being there for me even when I don't deserve it? Giving me their support when all I'm expecting -not wanting- is a big scolding? Or two married people dealing with each other's weaknesses for decades? Love is blind, they say. But it is also deaf to harsh words and mute when the situation requires it.

Some people say it's just getting used to... But can you really get used to someone towards you don't have the slightest affection?

Most of the times love doesn't require much. That's why it is so complicated. We like complex things.

Like in my case. I have found my Mr. Perfect. That someone that I always wished for. But he's not for me... I'm not for him. So, what can I do? Nothing. Just walk away wishing the best for him and for me. Maybe someday I can clone him just for me, and yet it doesn't assure me an everlasting happiness.

Yeah, yeah... I know you are thinking "how stupid", "fight for him". Maybe if I try harder, maybe if I push a bit more, maybe if... There's no "maybes". Things went this way and I always try hard to get what I want, but not when it has to deal with people's feelings. In these cases I never push.

I like him a lot and sometimes he makes me think that I'm not alone in this feeling. Maybe I'm not but for some reason he can't follow his heart, or maybe I am totally wrong and he's just being friendly. I wish he was indifferent to me. Anyways, I know that I can't be waiting for him forever. He made a decision and I won't force anything.

It might seem a waste. Isn't it? You don't meet your soulmate everyday, I'm just glad of having found him. It gives me some faith in life. I guess we weren't meant to be together in this life, so I hope the next time is the right one :P

I am being positive, but still it's sad. It's like trying to reach a star. You can see it, its light illuminates your nights yet you cannot reach it even if you try with all your strenght. And it's just there for your eyes. FYEO.

Well, I don't want to spend the rest of my life trying to find someone to replace the one that I couldn't have. I would hurt too many people. But I also don't want to spend my life alone, being afraid and letting go some opportunities to meet Mr. Really Perfect :)

So this is how I come up to the conclusion that love is not only butterflies and heartbeats, but it's also sweet pain, forgiveness and moving on even when you know that you're leaving behind what possibly is "the love of your life".


I wrote this some time ago, and I was kind of afraid/shy/centered to publish it, but I thought someone might find it useful and I'm in an "I don't care" mood. So, here it is! Hope you enjoyed reading,

- Lorena

Resurrection

I know it's been long since the last time I wrote, but I've been in a really deep shit. This is just a stupid blog and not a journal. I don't need to explain why I stopped writing all this time but I've been checking the visitors log and found out that there are people who visit the site regulary, looking for updates, I guess. So I feel that I need to write something... and this "something" is the explanation of why I've been lost.
I almost gave up my life here, leaving everything behind. I still want to, but I'm trying to hold myself, try a bit harder, as if it weren't hard enough already.
I've been locked in my room for a whole month, not talking to anyone, sleeping for days and not eating properly. I just couldn't eat.
I have had tachicardia, fast breathing, lack of air, oppressed chest. So I finally went to the hospital and saw a neurologist. Whilst I was in the waiting room I saw very ill people, sad & lost faces; the type of people you see in a mental institute. It was a "mental" wing after all. I felt sad for them, but then I realized I was one of them and still couldn't think of not belonging there. I was at the right place, that's the saddest part.
But not everything is bad. In these moments I found so many people who cared about me and helped me a lot. I feel really grateful and, at the same time, hopeless and miserable. Why can't I just change? All these nice people don't deserve my pathetic behaviour... But I can't help it, I am deeply sorry! I'm just helpless. A sad loser.
I was under medication and saw no results. Well, who knows, maybe it actually worked, that's why I'm writing this.
Sorry for not writing nice stuff, but I thought it's just fair to write about not-nice-stuff. Life is a rollercoaster and I am Bipolar.