When you see me superfine Squitieri as an intellectual who, with a disarming simplicity, first crosses the political sphere, then the cinema, theater, history, then you will know that those 55 minutes of room-sets, without a moment's pause, that would bore anyone with that lack of breaks, actually 'go with him, and then you would want to listen to it again and think ... filmography second Squitieri Michael Moore: "irrelevant" and will no doubt remain, but will be 'all right? E "Il Divo? "Il Divo is a crime ".... And the Italian cinema? "Italian cinema is dead 'cause there are no more' kinds ' When and why' dies on the market? 'The market died because' the directors are corrupted by television. " 'The only film that I liked about this show is Asia Argento's film,' cause it is a film in progress "
PS: I created a playlist and the movie is viewable without a break ....
Bruno Oro Catalan is an actor best known for his work in television programs of humor, the most famous of which Poland. Why sings in Italian? Her father is from Naples and this is his first album is the title: Naples. Influences recognized: Paolo Conte, Adriano Celentano and Pino d'Angio .
on 20 November and arrived at the Italian cinema New Moon, the sequel to the film revelation of the year 2008 Twilight, the vampire saga best loved of all young people and the first day of programming has exceeded two million euro to built. "La Repubblica" has created a mashup Interactive Google Maps where you can see places of Volterra in Tuscany, which appear in the film. There is also a video, an article and a gallery of images .
Plot
During the eighteenth birthday of Bella, because of an incident which could prove fatal, Edward decides to leave Bella because he understands that his presence is every day more dangerous for the girl. Bella falls into a deep crisis the lack of Edward and takes refuge in friendship with Jacob Black, but here lies a mysterious secret that make it hard for this new relationship. Bella, meanwhile, often hunting in trouble, and a twist of fate, Edward believes that she will never see again. Thus, driven by pain, he went to Volterra to unleash the wrath of the Volturi. Survive the clash? And what will his beloved? A race against time both waiting, waiting to meet. (Adapted from Cinemavistodame 2)
begin (and I hope to follow) the collaboration on our blog.
In this first post, I leave you the link to see "The body of women," a documentary of 25 minutes using a woman's body in the Italian TV. He images really surprising .
subheading often repeat that you must live only remember when I stayed a few days. What and 'past and ' as if there had ever been. The past and ' a noose that tightens the throat and takes my mind energy for my present. The past and 'only those who do not smoke lived. What I have already 'seen has no more than' nothing. Past and future are not reality 'but only fleeting illusions. I have to get rid of and live the present time jackets' does not exist any more time this wonderful moment.
We are open again. For this first post I chose an actor Roman very unusual monologues, singer and also a writer. You Ascanio Celestini , and below you can watch some of the best monologues that close Talk to Me of RAI3. Have fun.
10 minutes of reportage from the Film Festival 10 minutes in the company of Giulio Questi, Tinto Brass, Todd Solondz, Pasquale Squitieri, Andrea Romeo, Anselma Dell'Olio ... and this time he also sees my face, for the first time I'd say! Special Thanks friend David Sannazzaro, excellent contribution to the shooting and editing ...
The photo is taken from the Flickr pool Teach Me sixth year at the end of September I had the pleasure of attending the workshop Teach me 6. This year's theme was Very Very Stupid, I am honored by taking part in the group tied to Matthew Cibic and Cosimo Bizzarri . I have to say both surprising and as far away as the day and night. The idea was to have us develop a brand linked to their very own Special features and their own idols. Teaching is not sell for what you are . I created ChillOffice Drink a drink to calm the "Scazzi" office. How to do in case of dispute in the office to calm the waters? The best solution is to move away from lugo work to move in front of the distributor ChillOffice Drinks and offering one of its contender. Enjoy.
The "Divo" Sorrentino is a crime ... That's what he thinks
"The film made by the State is a sign of degradation and inevitably creates censorship. I have made "Clarence", "The prefect of Iron, "" Act of pain, "films that have made people talk and that I could never do with the State."
Yet in France the cinema with state funding is possible.
"France is monocultural. It has a capital , Paris. Racine is unquestioned. Instead we Manzoni is not Italy. We do not have the capital alone. All Italian cities, as each capital, they want a university, an airport and a zoo. I've counted them, around the Country, 36, of the poor animals that eat each other. The problem is that this is not a united country. "
And film festivals are as many zoos?
"Many, many more. Rome, Milan, Naples, the main ones are 76. In the U.S. there are ten, and ten in France. In Britain two, as in Spain, only one in Japan. And this is the unification of Italy. Speaking of the Rome Film Festival does not seem logical to distribute 17 million euro Rome. With this money you can make movies, because now a film like "Fists in the Pocket", would cost half the other half. "
What will be the Rome Film Festival?
"Managing a community means to manage priorities. If a child is hungry can not buy him the bicycle. Today the situation is difficult. I have an idea. Unless ... things will change so that everything remains the same, in which case I'll be back in my place, I have the idea of \u200b\u200ba festival like a dream a long day. I thought to ask ten great directors of international reputation, and someone I've already contattatto, to make a film about Rome, a tribute and an act of love for Rome. This could be a key finding ways that these films are projected on the day of the David di Donatello, involving David. Something that looks like an act of love for Rome. "
And the many people attracted to the event?
"But today no capital of the world interested in bringing so many people in the street, are contrary to the trivialization of culture. Today I would say to the left: you are not the same as in the 70 bloccaste the Venice Film Festival today and defend the American stars? We gave up everything to take a picture with DiCaprio? We have exceptional film: Bellocchio, Amelio, Virzi, Faenza: his "The Viceroy" was promoted more strongly. "
Cinema is a major industry of our country, which employs many excellent craftsmen, there is a recipe for a raise?
"First of all, starting from film schools, which can not be entrusted to a sociologist, to make films you need energy, force. In my day it was given the task an exceptional man: Alfredo Bini, producer of films of Pasolini, who was first in line every day for the proper functioning of the school, he formed with great artists. They chased away when the Berlusconi government fell. Then in the second part is a law for the film, creating the job of the producer, in a way that films are made in part by private individuals, in part by the State, for example, works first, because that is the duty of the state. And then a prize for the collection, which today is very low, is a premietto, would increase. "
always effective and sharp Pasquale Squitieri . Lucid in the analysis, precise solutions. "In Italy there are 2500 Festival, U.S. 6, France 4, etc.. We spend 18 million for the Rome Film Festival to make a good impression to Veltroni, who becomes' shoot with Kidman. And the Italian cinema? There is no more '! Our great cinema lived when he was assigned to individuals, to Cristaldi, to Rizzoli, etc.. "Squitieri made a controversy in 1980 with Antonioni in Venice on the flight of the great Italian cinema and TV." It 's just that TV and 'eat the market "... His bill by Senator AN-94/97-" The state must take care of the Young Cinema, the first works, and secondly to ensure the distribution of films. " ECCC ...
Tinto Brass was left literally shaken by the exclusion of Festival last year. Can 'a man of his caliber does not receive any mention, when other "grand old - Squitieri, These , and less large- Montaldo - have had some recognition. Can 'a man who is also an international superstar, being relegated to a marginal role, at the edge of Festival in OFF circuit, with the beautiful " Kick the cock" ... Tinto last year was clearly broken, fortunately that was the Caterina Varzi to conosolarlo. And then we were there to remind him that Muller and 'an intelligent person. But that's another story ... PS: the background an incredible Riccardino Paccosi ...
The first to realize that the combination Brass / Varzi would have a future, we really were atypic us ... and also to understand that the 2008 Festival always weblog Muller Festival would be a transition year ... In fact the program and 'much more' interesting last year-a mere hustler gerontophiles-... We also have the opportunity to open a YouTube channel atypicalmoviePro ...
IUAV In recent months, has commissioned a video to represent the institution to a group of students from my faculty (Arts and Design) supervised by Professor Massimo Magri and his assistant Federica De Rocco. The result is what you see here. We have made interviews with the Rector Carlo Magnani, and the three deans, were also interviewed those responsible for research and doctoral programs. Everything was seasoned by the graphics used in a particular way by two of the six students in the working group was composed of: Julia and Claudio Miglioranza Gasparollo. Filming and organizational aspects of writing and drawing and selection of images have been made by Joseph Cosmai, Monica Soccol Boraschi and Carlotta. I was lucky enough to have been part of this wonderful group that has made a good job in divessi months of work has been a pleasure and an honor and a joy to work with them. The duration of the original work is 12 minutes and was presented iuav open day on April 29 last year. is finally available on youtube scaled-down version with English translation and differs for each option. Here pickles version on my faculties: Arts and Design where you can see Medardo Chiapponi current dean in addition to 'last moments and the Rector of work within the IUAV . Enjoy.
Memory and commitment is a site to gather images, research and video of the boys who participated in the Train of Memory 2008 and 2009. Articles on the deportation, concentration camps, on the direct testimonies, on the violation of human rights. The front page news on the latest news and activities of the Tent for Peace and Rights. A site that requires the participation and aims of education. The site was built using joomla 1.5 and graphic template was designed by Francesco Furlan and created by me. Enjoy.
And Kappa question answered. He turned with his back to the station and took off. Thus spake: "Years have passed, in truth it's been one, but inwardly they are more than a thousand almost seven thousand. Out of that corridor, moved the darkness like a heavy velvet drape, like a curtain of an empty theater, here's a new light, a light of the moon. I do not want the moon. I want two. " Escape Kappa and does not know where to go. was blue. It was a small shape, round, light, soft. Had passed. were errors. It was fury. It was a slow lava flow above thoughts fast. was a fast white smoke to heaven inhabited by cloud properties cradles ingnobili angels, nobles. crime was feeling. were stories of saints. sharks were slow. were regrets and second thoughts. It was the escape. ash was run. was a kind of race. was the "was". remained only a quick meal. remained only a terrible silence of a greedy man.
And Kappa knelt. In a moment he was conscious. Away from himself and from others and how he lied to God in front of a Virgin Mary remained silent. A trumpet in the distance calling for silence. A trumpet in tortured silence. Kappa took all the rain it deserved. Kappa brought back all the unpredictable and headed to the sea. With your back to the horizon cursed the inconstancy of which was done and was ashamed of his mediocrity. Caught her hands and compared it But without a shadow to find great similarities, then walked to a magician with a funny hat. She cried. He rolled to thirteen times and getting up again sings to himself. In less than no time the roots Kappa poured a pitiful amount of dirty water. Thus Kappa became aware of being a real creep.
And Kappa felt lighter. Sliding on a sciovolo memories. In a sea of \u200b\u200bliquid present. A sea of \u200b\u200bblue tents where the children play a few years by postponing the awareness of the tragedy. someone tells them, and not only them, fables. "The fables are used to make children understand, now, how bad the world, "he repeated to himself that Kappa was hard to recognize. could not complain Kappa. wandered between consciousness and unconsciousness, between attraction and repulsion between the maturity and 'childishness. His heart was full of bitter happiness. soul constantly vibrate. Mind clownish. frivolous and heavy. A continual "yes" was Kappa. charlatan and conclusive. Counterfeiters and violent. Kappa rolled fast against himself and, without saying a word, disappeared.
remained locked in a room at the top, Kappa. saw the lights of the city and felt imagine the sea horizon as elegiac notes of a piano, like a weeping, caressed the heedless. was released, however, easily embarrassed and blushed like after a childish prank. Fermi images rolled up moments mirrored in increasingly frequent contradictions and new sensations, now sinking of cello, provoking smiles gushed all'incostante K. And then eyes. And then smiles. And then behind a wall of silence to write songs again. And then that film that touches the soul more. She pressed , comforting, between the shoulders. He went , dealing with their backs to the wall. She with their backs to the wall. Nights were never so long in early summer than ever before. Then one should apricot upon him. Small, orange, velvety, sweet. not prayed for a while Kappa, perhaps he had never prayed. No presumption of block universes, but only a summer evening.
melt. Dilute. Move. Surrender. planning a trip to Chile by covering mistakes. Vagarsi, not recreation. extravaganza. Become extravagant, not extravagant. moved. Becoming sky. stretch out without asking. Draw and inspire. never arrive. Terremutarsi. paint. Wrong, but wrong. Estatizzarsi, but not anesthetized. Wasting time. lie, but do not lie. dance.
Kappa plunged into his new wound and threw himself at every opportunity. fields of light reflected in the glasses, while dogs, friends of the rubble, looking for those souls in silence, those ghosts who wandered in motel fire without tears. Each mirror was Kappa for a new dialogue with himself. Each himself reflected in a dialogue between the mirrors. The situation was complex but not complicated and the intention of an action made him in love with simple things, but loves deeply. sewage, little water, unnoticed. A road was not looking Kappa, perhaps a way yes. Imagining a London fog and hidden from Metaponto heated sand. Gulls, like snow in summer, blacks filled the skies of a summer away from so many others, but close to many others, lost in the warmth of the seven in the evening, the noise of dishes in lunch on Sunday, the color of a red dress in a square in a small village in Sicily. Overwhelmed by these odors Kappa denied architectures dream and was lost in a bubble of pleasure.
Feel the summer plunge. He was speechless. In a moment not lost his mind. There was more consistency. Did not trust the inconsistency and try to be the opposite of a bunch of a bunch of flowers. "A flower scent alone. A bunch of dead flowers stink after a while." He found it written somewhere and revalued each report. shone slowly. Spouses at each this intention. He married the moment. Testing the moment. is entrusted to the stomach and did not allow anyone to enter more. His cottage was a child. His tired eyes. The spirit was there. also evaluated the option not to speak. Strongly hoped not to waste words. was stretched to the future knowing full well to be wireless. "Ne-hilum" - "No-flush" Nihilist. Without laces. He enjoyed Modigliani, Balthus praised, respected Van Gogh much time. How much was spent. How many errors did not commit. How many people had moved. How much lipstick he had not enjoyed it as redness and instead had sought. She felt animal. He felt human. collaborated to his own imperfection and others around him applauded. Tangle by own, and everything changed around mask. While everybody was looking around safer alternatives.
Kappa "as an exile thought," fell asleep. A sleep strange. A sleep alert. He imagined all sorts of beauty in the world: there were kisses of ice shining a land called "Fountain" with many fountains and a sensual voice of a woman who threw communicated by speakers set in the sky, welcome to Fontana, on your left side you can see the first fountain of the king of Fontana. " Dance, dance and laughter filled the air. Drums played by young ladies, elves and again lost in the multicolored-haired and lanky movements inevitable jumping, smiling clowns on rickety chairs, kissing and kissing again and then hugs and caresses. Fontania water was abundant and its buildings, its walls were made of water. The roads were like rivers, but walkable. There were no loud noises, but it was muffled, all soft, everything ran on its own. Kappa plan on this world for nearly 300 years, but in reality only 40 seconds. A voice kept saying "Welcome to Fontana, the land where our soul is like water"
Perhaps Kappa was not ready. Maybe it was not time. Inside the caves, in the corridors of thought anger and grief were unconscious. Maybe it was not time. Maybe we still wait for the meeting with those ghosts remote Kappa, tired but almost new, waited and waited for at least 3032 years. Perhaps the groups, the agglomeration of human and subhuman nomad fragile and could not receive more than in the course of a lifetime had already received. Perhaps in slow walks of nuns, in their eyes lost sheep without shepherds, not wanting too much play in the children, not in the ranks of the hungry, there was palpable truth, but difficult to bring to light. Perhaps the tension of one, two, a thousand trips to the response to that move while remaining seated. Perhaps Kappa, no tears, he heard the inaudible, as the invisible, touch the untouchable, if only he had not heard his feet as marble invaded by ants. Kappa Maybe he had too many "maybe" as empty excuses to immobility. Perhaps Kappa was red with shame. Maybe it was the shame of the past. Maybe too Kappa weighed again. Perhaps Kappa weighed too much. Perhaps Kappa weighed. Perhaps Kappa. Maybe.
Kappa If only he had thought about all the consequences of an act so indefinite, it would reject any deja-vu. The chills constistenti less of a bad story windows were tears of rust red, while on a ship, remembering the 900 fascinating women gossiped about lost love, never worn or only dreamed of. Kappa remained balance, stuck between the deja-vu and the dock of the ship. Every movement of the sea came in, the dust of the past weighed the eyes, the arms lose their meaning in dense centuries of love. A man with one leg over the other end, which hung from the waist fine without touching the ground, begged for help, but turned to Kappa. "Only in an emergency, if I fall, someone pull me up." For Kappa was a cold shower. He felt unable to aid. Wretched. Immune to disturbance. Kappa was stable. Kappa was returned to be too stable. What scared him, filled him with remorse and led him to make repeated runs on only himself.
The inconsistent emptied normalcy, making it more grotesque than usual. In this vacuum moved Kappa kicking television sets were hampering the paved road to newspapers and other paper. Ghosts unaware turned up empty in their own improvised dance pathetic. The colors of the clothes were the same as always, rattles the same as always, the shoes than ever. Kappa shuddered for a moment, ashamed of himself and recycled appearances in continuing positions. Then he thought to rest and suddenly a small cabaret show.
Chrysalis from Antonella Coppola on Vimeo . Chrysalis is the video of Leandro Lisboa for which I did as an assistant director, a very intense but lasted for several months that I trained a lot.
The video is a short experimental period of 8 minutes filmed in Marghera (Venice), in which appears a very good dancer: Daniela Bendini. The choreography is by Nicoletta Cabassi, photography by Lucia Baldini with original music by Chris and Julie Aldinucci.Montaggio Cristina Magi Spizzamiglio, executive produced by Marina Camara. The video was made possible thanks to the Veneto Region has awarded a prize to Leander for his previous work in Videopolis competition in 2007: "Sketches of a Flaneur." It was presented for the first time in Padua during Videopolis 2008 November 4 last year.
The inconsistent 
