Mareta, mareta, no'm faces plorar,
compra'm la nineta avui qu'es el meu sant.
Que tinga la nina hermosos els ulls,
la cara molt fina i els cabells molt rull.
Marieta, Marieta jo es cantaré
una cançoneta que ta adormiré.
Dorm-te, neneta, dorm si tens son.
Dorm-te, neneta, dorm si tens son
mom, mom, don't make me cry,
today is my saint's day, so buy me a doll
with lovely eyes and a face that's fair,
a doll with beautiful, curly hair.
little mary, little mary, i'll sing you a song
that will lull you to sleep.
go to sleep, little maid, sleep if you slumber.
go to sleep, little maid, sleep if you slumber
20 novembre, 2008
Lady Vengeance OST - Mareta, mareta no'm faces plorar
Pour une fois
Que j'écris quelque chose de moi, c'est une réponse à un article et des commentaires sur le Blogue Considérations actuelles de Maphto. (Et en plus, ça part de Rimbaud :P)
L'article - Les commentaires
et ma réponse:
1- Rimbaud, est mort depuis un bail, nous avons beau en savoir beaucoup en savoir sur sa vie ce n’est pas très facile d’évaluer sa santé mentale donc les spéculation sont au mieux oiseuses.
2- Il y a un infini entre les vrais poètes et les lecteurs ? Et les poètes qui lisent ?
Et les lecteurs qui deviennent poètes ? Il faut bien commencer quelque part.
«Un véritable écrivain est un poète.» Le travail du mot n’est pas le propre du poète, on peut trouver un côté poétique à toutes sortes de formes de prose, il y a également de la poésie en prose, alors la simple mention est un peu superflue à mon sens. D’un autre côté, il n’est pas nécessaire à un écrivain de se concentrer autant sur un aspect poétique de son écriture pour être un véritable écrivain.
Le terme vrai est très étrange. Il y a de faux créateurs ? Il y a une accréditation à passer ? J’ai publié un poème lors d’un concours, est-ce assez pour me déclarer poète ?
Qui déclare les véritables écrivains ?
La paraculture, culture de masse, culture sérielle, culture populaire, elle n'est pas de la création parce qu'elle se conforme à des normes de la société?
Parce que si je comprends bien jusqu'ici n'est véritable créateur que celui ou celle qui est un esprit libre indépendant au point de devoir vivre de façon dysfonctionelle avec la société.
Zola, était-il un faux écrivain ? Et Flaubert ? Il était médecin et écrivait le soir. Il a réussi à sauver sa peau en arguant qu’Emma Bovary était punie de son infidélité car elle meurs à la fin. C’est une défense qui utilise le conformisme de la société à ce moment, était-il pour autant un faux écrivain ?
Pour ce qui est de se survivre à travers l’histoire, C’est une très jolie image. L’ennui est que personne ne sait ce qui va survivre de ce qui va s’oublier. La chanson de Roland, est un monstre de conformité, Don Quichotte en est la satyre. Et les deux survivent encore aujourd’hui et sont lues par le même type de public. La notion d’originalité n’existe pas depuis si longtemps, les jugements en ce sens non plus.
Cadrer le «véritable» automatiquement dans un portrait en absolu désaccord avec la société, il me semble que ce n’est justement qu’un autre cadre.
Je vous suggère fortement de lire le sociologue Pierre Bourdieu à ce sujet. Il a une théorie des champs très intéressante
L'article - Les commentaires
et ma réponse:
1- Rimbaud, est mort depuis un bail, nous avons beau en savoir beaucoup en savoir sur sa vie ce n’est pas très facile d’évaluer sa santé mentale donc les spéculation sont au mieux oiseuses.
2- Il y a un infini entre les vrais poètes et les lecteurs ? Et les poètes qui lisent ?
Et les lecteurs qui deviennent poètes ? Il faut bien commencer quelque part.
«Un véritable écrivain est un poète.» Le travail du mot n’est pas le propre du poète, on peut trouver un côté poétique à toutes sortes de formes de prose, il y a également de la poésie en prose, alors la simple mention est un peu superflue à mon sens. D’un autre côté, il n’est pas nécessaire à un écrivain de se concentrer autant sur un aspect poétique de son écriture pour être un véritable écrivain.
Le terme vrai est très étrange. Il y a de faux créateurs ? Il y a une accréditation à passer ? J’ai publié un poème lors d’un concours, est-ce assez pour me déclarer poète ?
Qui déclare les véritables écrivains ?
La paraculture, culture de masse, culture sérielle, culture populaire, elle n'est pas de la création parce qu'elle se conforme à des normes de la société?
Parce que si je comprends bien jusqu'ici n'est véritable créateur que celui ou celle qui est un esprit libre indépendant au point de devoir vivre de façon dysfonctionelle avec la société.
Zola, était-il un faux écrivain ? Et Flaubert ? Il était médecin et écrivait le soir. Il a réussi à sauver sa peau en arguant qu’Emma Bovary était punie de son infidélité car elle meurs à la fin. C’est une défense qui utilise le conformisme de la société à ce moment, était-il pour autant un faux écrivain ?
Pour ce qui est de se survivre à travers l’histoire, C’est une très jolie image. L’ennui est que personne ne sait ce qui va survivre de ce qui va s’oublier. La chanson de Roland, est un monstre de conformité, Don Quichotte en est la satyre. Et les deux survivent encore aujourd’hui et sont lues par le même type de public. La notion d’originalité n’existe pas depuis si longtemps, les jugements en ce sens non plus.
Cadrer le «véritable» automatiquement dans un portrait en absolu désaccord avec la société, il me semble que ce n’est justement qu’un autre cadre.
Je vous suggère fortement de lire le sociologue Pierre Bourdieu à ce sujet. Il a une théorie des champs très intéressante
19 novembre, 2008
Abus de citations 2
C'est épouvantablement long, sans aucun lien autre particulier et je m'en fiche.
V for Vandetta
Gordon Deitrich: You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.
Valerie: It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up.
V: Would you... dance with me?
Evey Hammond: Now? On the eve of your revolution?
V: A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!
Finch: One thing is true of all governments - their most reliable records are tax records
V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people
------------------------------------------
Liste de citations de AFI
4 "Toto, I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." Dorothy Gale,Judy Garland,The Wizard of Oz,1939
12 "I love the smell of napalm in the morning.",Lt. Col. Bill Kilgore,Robert Duvall,Apocalypse Now,1979
18 "Made it, Ma! Top of the world!"Arthur "Cody" Jarrett,James Cagney,White Heat,1949
20 "Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.",Rick Blaine,Humphrey Bogart,Casablanca,1942
21 "A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."Hannibal Lecter,Anthony Hopkins,The Silence of the Lambs,1991
23 "There's no place like home.",Dorothy Gale,Judy Garland,The Wizard of Oz,1939
24 "I am big! It's the pictures that got small."Norma Desmond,Gloria Swanson,Sunset Boulevard1950
32 "Round up the usual suspects."Capt. Louis Renault,Claude Rains,Casablanca,1942
35 "You're gonna need a bigger boat."Martin Brody,Roy Scheider,Jaws,1975
37 "I'll be back."The Terminator,Arnold Schwarzenegger,The Terminator,1984
40 "Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.",Forrest Gump,Tom Hanks,Forrest Gump,1994
41 "We rob banks."Clyde Barrow,Warren Beatty,Bonnie and Clyde1967
43 "We'll always have Paris."Rick Blaine,Humphrey Bogart,Casablanca,1942
45 "Stella! Hey, Stella!"Stanley Kowalski,Marlon Brando,A Streetcar Named Desire,1951
64 "Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room!"President Merkin Muffley,Peter Sellers,Dr. Strangelove,1964
66 "Take your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape!"George Taylor,Charlton Heston,Planet of the Apes,1968
75 "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."Blanche Dubois,Vivien Leigh,A Streetcar Named Desire,1951
88 "Listen to me, mister. You're my knight in shining armor. Don't you forget it. You're going to get back on that horse, and I'm going to be right behind you, holding on tight, and away we're gonna go, go, go!"Ethel Thayer,Katharine Hepburn,On Golden Pond,1981
93 "Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death!"Mame Dennis,Rosalind Russell,Auntie Mame,1958
99 "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog too!"Wicked Witch of the West,Margaret Hamilton,The Wizard of Oz,1939
----------------------------------------------------------
Neverending story (J'ai le droit à mes films d'enfance baon)
G'mork: If you come any closer, I will rip you to shreds.
Atreyu: Who are you?
G'mork: I am G'mork. And you, whoever you are, can have the honor of being my last victim. Atreyu: I will not die easily. I am a warrior!
G'mork: Ha! Brave warrior, then fight the Nothing.
Atreyu: But I can't! I can't get beyond the boundaries of Fantasia! [G'mork laughs and Atreyu gets a little angry]
Atreyu: What's so funny about that?
G'mork: Fantasia has no boundaries. [Laughs]
Atreyu: That's not true! You're lying.
G'mork: Foolish boy. Don't you know anything about Fantasia? It's the world of human fantasy. Every part, every creature of it, is a piece of the dreams and hopes of mankind. Therefore, it has no boundaries.
Atreyu: But why is Fantasia dying, then?
G'mork: Because people have begun to lose their hopes and forget their dreams. So the Nothing grows stronger.
Atreyu: What is the Nothing?
G'mork: It's the emptiness that's left. It's like a despair, destroying this world. And I have been trying to help it.
Atreyu: But why?
G'mork: Because people who have no hopes are easy to control; and whoever has the control... has the power!
Atreyu: Who are you, really?
G'mork: I am the servant of the power behind the Nothing. I was sent to kill the only one who could have stopped the Nothing. I lost him in the Swamps of Sadness. His name... was Atreyu. [the ground shakes again and Atreyu is knocked down. He grabs a knife shaped piece of broken stone and stands up, ready to fight]
Atreyu: If we're about to die anyway, I'd rather die fighting! Come for me, G'mork! *I* am Atreyu!
Rock Biter: They look like big, good, strong hands, don't they? I always thought that's what they were.
Mr. Koreander: Your books are safe. While you're reading them, you get to become Tarzan or Robinson Crusoe.
Bastian: But that's what I like about 'em.
Mr. Koreander: Ahh, but afterwards you get to be a little boy again.
Bastian: Wh-what do you mean?
Mr. Koreander: Listen. Have you ever been Captain Nemo, trapped inside your submarine while the giant squid is attacking you?
Bastian: Yes.
Mr. Koreander: Weren't you afraid you couldn't escape?
Bastian: But it's only a story.
Mr. Koreander: That's what I'm talking about. The ones you read are safe.
Bastian: And that one isn't?
Atreyu: Do you have a cold?
Morla, the Ancient One: No, we are allergic to youth.
Morla, the Ancient One: We don't even care whether or not we care.
Atreyu: If you don't tell me, and the Nothing keeps coming, you will die too, both of you!
Morla, the Ancient One: Die? Now that, at least, would be *something*.
Bastian: Why is it so dark?
The Childlike Empress: In the beginning, it is always dark.
-------------------------------
Richie Rich
Herbert Cadbury: NEVER mess with a man who has sensitive teeth!
Regina Rich: Oh, my God! We're saved!
Richard Rich Sr.: What?
Regina Rich: My Louis! Darling, my suitcase. ( «MA LOUIS VUTTON»!! dans la version française)
Regina Rich: [They are boarding a plane bound for England] Richard, you're not seriously considering giving the queen a Smellmaster 9000 for her birthday?
Richard Rich Sr.: Why not? Anything to take her mind off those children of hers.
Regina Rich: [still lost at sea] Richard... If we ever get out of this, I'm gonna soak for a week in a vat of Oil of Olay...
[after the bad guy has used the laser gun on her Mount Richmore carving]
Regina Rich: Oh, my God, my nose! I look like Michael Jackson!
Herbert Cadbury: Remember this, you have the power of your father inside you.
Richie Rich: Sort of like "trust the force, Luke?"
V for Vandetta
Gordon Deitrich: You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.
Valerie: It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologized to no one.
Evey Hammond: My father was a writer. You would've liked him. He used to say that artists use lies to tell the truth, while politicians use them to cover the truth up.
V: Would you... dance with me?
Evey Hammond: Now? On the eve of your revolution?
V: A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having!
Finch: One thing is true of all governments - their most reliable records are tax records
V: People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people
------------------------------------------
Liste de citations de AFI
4 "Toto, I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore." Dorothy Gale,Judy Garland,The Wizard of Oz,1939
12 "I love the smell of napalm in the morning.",Lt. Col. Bill Kilgore,Robert Duvall,Apocalypse Now,1979
18 "Made it, Ma! Top of the world!"Arthur "Cody" Jarrett,James Cagney,White Heat,1949
20 "Louis, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.",Rick Blaine,Humphrey Bogart,Casablanca,1942
21 "A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti."Hannibal Lecter,Anthony Hopkins,The Silence of the Lambs,1991
23 "There's no place like home.",Dorothy Gale,Judy Garland,The Wizard of Oz,1939
24 "I am big! It's the pictures that got small."Norma Desmond,Gloria Swanson,Sunset Boulevard1950
32 "Round up the usual suspects."Capt. Louis Renault,Claude Rains,Casablanca,1942
35 "You're gonna need a bigger boat."Martin Brody,Roy Scheider,Jaws,1975
37 "I'll be back."The Terminator,Arnold Schwarzenegger,The Terminator,1984
40 "Mama always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get.",Forrest Gump,Tom Hanks,Forrest Gump,1994
41 "We rob banks."Clyde Barrow,Warren Beatty,Bonnie and Clyde1967
43 "We'll always have Paris."Rick Blaine,Humphrey Bogart,Casablanca,1942
45 "Stella! Hey, Stella!"Stanley Kowalski,Marlon Brando,A Streetcar Named Desire,1951
64 "Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the War Room!"President Merkin Muffley,Peter Sellers,Dr. Strangelove,1964
66 "Take your stinking paws off me, you damned dirty ape!"George Taylor,Charlton Heston,Planet of the Apes,1968
75 "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers."Blanche Dubois,Vivien Leigh,A Streetcar Named Desire,1951
88 "Listen to me, mister. You're my knight in shining armor. Don't you forget it. You're going to get back on that horse, and I'm going to be right behind you, holding on tight, and away we're gonna go, go, go!"Ethel Thayer,Katharine Hepburn,On Golden Pond,1981
93 "Life is a banquet, and most poor suckers are starving to death!"Mame Dennis,Rosalind Russell,Auntie Mame,1958
99 "I'll get you, my pretty, and your little dog too!"Wicked Witch of the West,Margaret Hamilton,The Wizard of Oz,1939
----------------------------------------------------------
Neverending story (J'ai le droit à mes films d'enfance baon)
G'mork: If you come any closer, I will rip you to shreds.
Atreyu: Who are you?
G'mork: I am G'mork. And you, whoever you are, can have the honor of being my last victim. Atreyu: I will not die easily. I am a warrior!
G'mork: Ha! Brave warrior, then fight the Nothing.
Atreyu: But I can't! I can't get beyond the boundaries of Fantasia! [G'mork laughs and Atreyu gets a little angry]
Atreyu: What's so funny about that?
G'mork: Fantasia has no boundaries. [Laughs]
Atreyu: That's not true! You're lying.
G'mork: Foolish boy. Don't you know anything about Fantasia? It's the world of human fantasy. Every part, every creature of it, is a piece of the dreams and hopes of mankind. Therefore, it has no boundaries.
Atreyu: But why is Fantasia dying, then?
G'mork: Because people have begun to lose their hopes and forget their dreams. So the Nothing grows stronger.
Atreyu: What is the Nothing?
G'mork: It's the emptiness that's left. It's like a despair, destroying this world. And I have been trying to help it.
Atreyu: But why?
G'mork: Because people who have no hopes are easy to control; and whoever has the control... has the power!
Atreyu: Who are you, really?
G'mork: I am the servant of the power behind the Nothing. I was sent to kill the only one who could have stopped the Nothing. I lost him in the Swamps of Sadness. His name... was Atreyu. [the ground shakes again and Atreyu is knocked down. He grabs a knife shaped piece of broken stone and stands up, ready to fight]
Atreyu: If we're about to die anyway, I'd rather die fighting! Come for me, G'mork! *I* am Atreyu!
Rock Biter: They look like big, good, strong hands, don't they? I always thought that's what they were.
Mr. Koreander: Your books are safe. While you're reading them, you get to become Tarzan or Robinson Crusoe.
Bastian: But that's what I like about 'em.
Mr. Koreander: Ahh, but afterwards you get to be a little boy again.
Bastian: Wh-what do you mean?
Mr. Koreander: Listen. Have you ever been Captain Nemo, trapped inside your submarine while the giant squid is attacking you?
Bastian: Yes.
Mr. Koreander: Weren't you afraid you couldn't escape?
Bastian: But it's only a story.
Mr. Koreander: That's what I'm talking about. The ones you read are safe.
Bastian: And that one isn't?
Atreyu: Do you have a cold?
Morla, the Ancient One: No, we are allergic to youth.
Morla, the Ancient One: We don't even care whether or not we care.
Atreyu: If you don't tell me, and the Nothing keeps coming, you will die too, both of you!
Morla, the Ancient One: Die? Now that, at least, would be *something*.
Bastian: Why is it so dark?
The Childlike Empress: In the beginning, it is always dark.
-------------------------------
Richie Rich
Herbert Cadbury: NEVER mess with a man who has sensitive teeth!
Regina Rich: Oh, my God! We're saved!
Richard Rich Sr.: What?
Regina Rich: My Louis! Darling, my suitcase. ( «MA LOUIS VUTTON»!! dans la version française)
Regina Rich: [They are boarding a plane bound for England] Richard, you're not seriously considering giving the queen a Smellmaster 9000 for her birthday?
Richard Rich Sr.: Why not? Anything to take her mind off those children of hers.
Regina Rich: [still lost at sea] Richard... If we ever get out of this, I'm gonna soak for a week in a vat of Oil of Olay...
[after the bad guy has used the laser gun on her Mount Richmore carving]
Regina Rich: Oh, my God, my nose! I look like Michael Jackson!
Herbert Cadbury: Remember this, you have the power of your father inside you.
Richie Rich: Sort of like "trust the force, Luke?"
Lesson
Toys in the Attic
Jet: Humans were meant to work and sweat for their money after all. Those that try to get rich quick or live at the expense of others all get divine retribution along the way.
Faye: "Survival of the fittest" is the law of the land. To fool and to be fooled is the reason we live. I've never had anything good happen to me when I trust others.
Ed: Lesson, lesson...if you see a stranger follow him.
Spike: So what was the real lesson? Don't leave things in the fridge.
Jet: Humans were meant to work and sweat for their money after all. Those that try to get rich quick or live at the expense of others all get divine retribution along the way.
Faye: "Survival of the fittest" is the law of the land. To fool and to be fooled is the reason we live. I've never had anything good happen to me when I trust others.
Ed: Lesson, lesson...if you see a stranger follow him.
Spike: So what was the real lesson? Don't leave things in the fridge.
13 novembre, 2008
Meilleur comeback ever
«HÉRODE [à Hérodias] Voilà comme vous l’avez élevée, votre fille.
HÉRODIAS. Ma fille et moi, nous descendons d’une race royale. Quant à toi, ton grand-père gardait des chameaux!»
Salomé, Oscar wilde
HÉRODIAS. Ma fille et moi, nous descendons d’une race royale. Quant à toi, ton grand-père gardait des chameaux!»
Salomé, Oscar wilde
05 novembre, 2008
Aujourd'hui sur mon chemin vers le travail (en fait tout juste avant d'entrer dans l'édifice) je suis passé par le même petit square ou je vais toujours.
Sauf qu'aujourd'hui il était différent, le lumière, les abres aux feuilles dorées(pas jaunes, dorées) le vent . Tout ça, C'était curieusement proches des cerisiers en fleurs qu'on voit dans tant dans la culture japonaise.
Parfois, ça arrive.
(il y avait aussi une équipe de jeunes qui préparaient un tournage, mais ça c'est moins important)
Sauf qu'aujourd'hui il était différent, le lumière, les abres aux feuilles dorées(pas jaunes, dorées) le vent . Tout ça, C'était curieusement proches des cerisiers en fleurs qu'on voit dans tant dans la culture japonaise.
Parfois, ça arrive.
(il y avait aussi une équipe de jeunes qui préparaient un tournage, mais ça c'est moins important)
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