<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412</id><updated>2011-12-12T07:54:57.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma 49</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7325783914150660278</id><published>2011-12-07T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:54:57.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Debt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSbqLyAR5kw/Tt_m_A6dEMI/AAAAAAAAATY/qLj4Oe3_UhE/s1600/helen_mirren_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSbqLyAR5kw/Tt_m_A6dEMI/AAAAAAAAATY/qLj4Oe3_UhE/s320/helen_mirren_image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683515225016176834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Debt&lt;/em&gt; (2011), com a Helen Mirren, coloca uma questão controversa. Num dos momentos mais intensos e inquietantes do filme, o nazi Dieter Vogel acusa os judeus de cobardia e mesquinhez e diz que um povo desses merecia ser exterminado. Vogel apresenta alguns argumentos, designadamente a passividade dos prisioneiros dos campos de concentração e a falta de solidariedade entre eles. Porém, um olhar mais atento desmente esta ideia. Não só porque os prisioneiros dos campos estavam indefesos, isolados e fisicamente debilitados, mas também porque houve, na realidade, inúmeros actos de heroísmo e solidariedade: o detido que compartilhava a ração diminuta, o sapateiro que reparava o calçado em segredo ou o sacerdote que concedia ao crente as últimas consolações da fé. A simples sobrevivência a esses horrores indescritíveis era, só por si, uma rebelião.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7325783914150660278?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7325783914150660278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7325783914150660278' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7325783914150660278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7325783914150660278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2011/12/debt.html' title='The Debt'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSbqLyAR5kw/Tt_m_A6dEMI/AAAAAAAAATY/qLj4Oe3_UhE/s72-c/helen_mirren_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7646322834424727770</id><published>2010-06-12T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:22:48.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat on a Hot Tin Roof</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/TBQynpIpr4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/LUf9E0A34WM/s1600/cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/TBQynpIpr4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/LUf9E0A34WM/s320/cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482062303055163266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estou convencido que o verdadeiro assunto do filme &lt;em&gt;Cat on a Hot Tin Roof&lt;/em&gt; (1958) é a disfunção eréctil do protagonista. Toda a história gira em redor da picha mole de Brick (Paul Newman) e só isso explica o seu comportamento errático. Senão, vejamos: a) Brick está severamente deprimido e evita todo o contacto sexual com Maggie (Elizabeth Taylor); b) Maggie chega mesmo a dizer-lhe 'you &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; such a wonderful lover'; c) Maggie consultou o ginecologista e este disse que ela é saudável e pode ter filhos; d) A sogra arguta afirma que todos os problemas conjugais começam na cama. Por tudo isto, a escaldante sequência final representa a vitória do protagonista sobre os seus problemas de ansiedade e incapacidade sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7646322834424727770?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7646322834424727770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7646322834424727770' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7646322834424727770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7646322834424727770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/06/cat-on-hot-tin-roof.html' title='Cat on a Hot Tin Roof'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/TBQynpIpr4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/LUf9E0A34WM/s72-c/cat-on-a-hot-tin-roof.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-6625850182530778696</id><published>2010-05-13T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T15:07:47.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Foreign Affair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-x4IqQnf1I/AAAAAAAAARw/dz25ivWYdck/s1600/marlene_dietrich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-x4IqQnf1I/AAAAAAAAARw/dz25ivWYdck/s320/marlene_dietrich.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470879737526583122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A diva Marlene Dietrich interpreta no filme &lt;em&gt;A Foreign Affair&lt;/em&gt; (1948), de Billy Wilder, a personagem mais interessante da sua carreira. Erika von Schluetow é fascinante pela sua ambiguidade moral: ela rouba, engana, dissimula e mente com todos os dentes que tem, mas não se pode dizer que seja uma pessoa má ou que deva ser censurada pelos seus actos. A responsabilidade moral pressupõe sempre uma liberdade de escolha e, no caso de Schluetow, não restam muitas opções. Ela vive no meio de uma cidade completamente destruída pela guerra. Não há dinheiro, a fome prolifera e a propaganda oficial recomenda que as pessoas comam cardos, dálias e ervas daninhas para enganar a fome. &lt;em&gt;Erst kommt das Fressen, dann die Moral&lt;/em&gt;. Quando a barriga está vazia, a única obrigação moral que sobra é fazer pela vida e não olhar a meios para fugir à miséria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-6625850182530778696?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/6625850182530778696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=6625850182530778696' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6625850182530778696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6625850182530778696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/05/foreign-affair.html' title='A Foreign Affair'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-x4IqQnf1I/AAAAAAAAARw/dz25ivWYdck/s72-c/marlene_dietrich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4602684417964522937</id><published>2010-05-08T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:41:49.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Man 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-XJxWfp87I/AAAAAAAAARQ/z_b-KGs7bNo/s1600/iron_man_2_twitter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-XJxWfp87I/AAAAAAAAARQ/z_b-KGs7bNo/s320/iron_man_2_twitter1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468999172200461234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sequela de &lt;em&gt;Iron Man&lt;/em&gt; frustrou todas as expectativas. O filme brilha em alguns momentos fugazes, mas as tiradas engraçadas, os excelentes efeitos especiais e a química Downey Jr. - Paltrow não são suficientes para salvar um argumento daqueles. &lt;em&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/em&gt; (2010) está cheio de buracos, inconsistências e saídas fáceis. Um exemplo expressivo é a péssima sequência do interrogatório perante a comissão parlamentar: basta ao Tony Stark premir um botão e, num passe de mágica, todos os problemas se resolvem para o herói. Nada de engenho, nada de inteligência. Se restam dúvidas, comparemos esta porcaria com a memorável sequência do leilão em &lt;em&gt;Intriga Internacional&lt;/em&gt;, de Alfred Hitchcock, ou com o duelo de artimanhas do primeiro &lt;em&gt;Die Hard&lt;/em&gt; para ver as diferenças.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4602684417964522937?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4602684417964522937/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4602684417964522937' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4602684417964522937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4602684417964522937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/05/iron-man-2.html' title='Iron Man 2'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S-XJxWfp87I/AAAAAAAAARQ/z_b-KGs7bNo/s72-c/iron_man_2_twitter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-8832616794241094221</id><published>2010-04-03T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:32:36.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que nunca falham nos filmes:</title><content type='html'>Animais (&lt;em&gt;Pierrot Le Fou&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironia dramática (&lt;em&gt;Irréversible&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Das Leben der Anderen&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo na boca (&lt;em&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travestis (&lt;em&gt;Some Like it Hot&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briga de gajas (&lt;em&gt;All About Eve&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crianças (&lt;em&gt;Bedhead&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarte atirada à cara (Travis &lt;em&gt;Sing&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conspiração (&lt;em&gt;The Conversation&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8832616794241094221?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8832616794241094221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8832616794241094221' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8832616794241094221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8832616794241094221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/04/coisas-que-nunca-falham-nos-filmes.html' title='Coisas que nunca falham nos filmes:'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7850261579382588691</id><published>2010-03-26T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:54:33.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/77XXxOFYvzk"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/77XXxOFYvzk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7850261579382588691?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7850261579382588691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7850261579382588691' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7850261579382588691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7850261579382588691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/03/flash-electrico.html' title='Flash'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4675709645718256076</id><published>2010-03-03T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:58:37.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutter Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S46G-IPFMlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zRIuexFneZY/s1600-h/martin-scorsese-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S46G-IPFMlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zRIuexFneZY/s320/martin-scorsese-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444437401458258514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imaginemos um tribunal do cinema. E imaginemos que o Martin Scorsese é inquirido pelo colectivo de juízes e tem de defender &lt;em&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/em&gt; (2010). A tese do filme é absurda e inverosímil mas Scorsese saberia defendê-la com eficácia. O realizador começaria por citar o Mestre Alfred Hitchcock e diria que nenhuma obra de ficção é inteiramente verosímil. Além disso, diria que a grande virtude deste extraordinário filme está precisamente aí: em esticar a verosimilhança até ao limite do possível e conseguir, apesar de todas as incongruências, envolver e iludir o espectador. Um pouco como Joe Pesci fez com Ray Liotta naquela sequência sublime de &lt;em&gt;Goodfellas&lt;/em&gt;, a melhor coisa que Scorsese filmou até hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4675709645718256076?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4675709645718256076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4675709645718256076' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4675709645718256076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4675709645718256076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/03/shutter-island.html' title='Shutter Island'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S46G-IPFMlI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/zRIuexFneZY/s72-c/martin-scorsese-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-761398668175937697</id><published>2010-02-28T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:03:23.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Chagrin et la Pitié</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S4qdJDj-G0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ByGhCh5FxXA/s1600-h/Le+Chagrin+et+la+Piti%C3%A9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S4qdJDj-G0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ByGhCh5FxXA/s320/Le+Chagrin+et+la+Piti%C3%A9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443335878531226434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le Chagrin et la Pitié&lt;/em&gt; (1969), de Marcel Ophüls, é um documentário polémico, talvez o mais controverso que alguma vez foi feito sobre a Segunda Guerra Mundial. O filme descreve o quotidiano de uma localidade da França durante a ocupação nazi e aborda algumas questões que muitos franceses gostariam de ver esquecidas: o colaboracionismo, o anti-semitismo e os julgamentos sumários após a libertação. Ophüls aborda tudo isto com grande objectividade e sem preconceitos de qualquer espécie. Alemães e franceses, resistentes e colaboracionistas, todos têm igual oportunidade de falar e expor as suas razões. Porém, a objectividade não implica a total ausência de espírito crítico. Bem pelo contrário, o realizador afirma várias vezes a sua repulsa pelos crimes do regime de Vichy - por exemplo, quando confronta o genro de Laval com a realidade dos números da deportação. É este &lt;em&gt;juste milieu&lt;/em&gt; entre rigor histórico e juízo crítico, entre serenidade e indignação, que faz de &lt;em&gt;Le Chagrin et la Pitié&lt;/em&gt; uma obra tão notável, inteligente e especial.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-761398668175937697?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/761398668175937697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=761398668175937697' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/761398668175937697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/761398668175937697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/02/le-chagrin-et-la-pitie-1969-de-marcel.html' title='Le Chagrin et la Pitié'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S4qdJDj-G0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/ByGhCh5FxXA/s72-c/Le+Chagrin+et+la+Piti%C3%A9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-6857380746935175790</id><published>2010-02-23T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:56:24.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Houve uma coisa que a intempérie não deitou abaixo: a tenacidade dos madeirenses. Que povo extraordinário!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-6857380746935175790?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/6857380746935175790/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=6857380746935175790' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6857380746935175790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6857380746935175790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/02/houve-uma-coisa-que-intemperie-nao.html' title='Houve uma coisa que a intempérie não deitou abaixo: a tenacidade dos madeirenses. Que povo extraordinário!'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7530475765364694393</id><published>2010-02-12T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:58:45.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Oxford Murders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S3V6in7MzeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pcrv6AQkWCc/s1600-h/Elijah-Wood_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S3V6in7MzeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pcrv6AQkWCc/s320/Elijah-Wood_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437386860371168738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Oxford Murders&lt;/em&gt; (2008), de Álex de la Iglesia, começa numa sala de aulas. É um começo apropriado, não só porque professores e cineastas têm muito em comum (o primeiro objectivo de ambas as profissões é cativar a atenção do público), mas também porque as qualidades pedagógicas de Álex de la Iglesia são bem conhecidas. Os seus filmes são claros, concisos e sedutores, tal como as boas aulas. Mas até os melhores mestres têm dias menos bons e a lição de &lt;em&gt;The Oxford Murders&lt;/em&gt; não estava bem preparada. Falta ambição, estofo e profundidade ao filme, tudo é desgarrado e superficial. Isto é estranho, porque a pesquisa minuciosa e a atenção aos pormenores sempre foram os pontos fortes do cineasta espanhol (será ele um genuíno obsessivo compulsivo?). Mas se é verdade que as pessoas nunca mudam, vamos esperar que o realizador de &lt;em&gt;Perdita Durango&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;El Día de la Bestia&lt;/em&gt; regresse à sua melhor forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7530475765364694393?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7530475765364694393/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7530475765364694393' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7530475765364694393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7530475765364694393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/02/oxford-murders.html' title='The Oxford Murders'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S3V6in7MzeI/AAAAAAAAAQo/pcrv6AQkWCc/s72-c/Elijah-Wood_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-6060538478339417009</id><published>2010-02-08T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T02:01:48.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S2_gbAiew7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/FXdjZYZdC-E/s1600-h/daniel-day-lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S2_gbAiew7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/FXdjZYZdC-E/s320/daniel-day-lewis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435810029865190322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nine&lt;/em&gt; (2009), com o inteligente Daniel Day-Lewis, é um nado morto. A intenção original é prestar homenagem ao cinema italiano, mas o filme não tem nada de especial a dizer sobre o assunto. Mesmo que tivesse alguma coisa para dizer, não teria tido importância nenhuma porque já ninguém dá um traque pelos filmes italianos. Claro que nada disto seria grave, porque &lt;em&gt;Nine&lt;/em&gt; é um musical e os musicais são notáveis pela sua plasticidade. Todos os excessos e devaneios são permitidos nos musicais, desde que a música seja boa. O problema é que, também musicalmente, o filme de Rob Marshall é uma grande merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-6060538478339417009?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/6060538478339417009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=6060538478339417009' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6060538478339417009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6060538478339417009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/02/nine.html' title='Nine'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S2_gbAiew7I/AAAAAAAAAQg/FXdjZYZdC-E/s72-c/daniel-day-lewis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-8795934659616268629</id><published>2010-01-18T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:41:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou na neve em Berlim e regresso a Portugal no dia 24, Tschüss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8795934659616268629?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8795934659616268629/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8795934659616268629' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8795934659616268629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8795934659616268629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/01/estou-na-neve-em-berlim-e-regresso.html' title='Estou na neve em Berlim e regresso a Portugal no dia 24, Tschüss!'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3698678794208035872</id><published>2010-01-08T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:07:15.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranormal Activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S0fHOnTpHrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/X4hTHDQT2Rg/s1600-h/paranormal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S0fHOnTpHrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/X4hTHDQT2Rg/s320/paranormal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424523330074517170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/em&gt; (2009) agarra o público e não o larga mais. O filme lança o seu feitiço e deixa o espectador com uma sensação de inquietude que perdura muito para além da sessão de cinema. Não precisa para isso de grandes efeitos especiais ou novidades surpreendentes, basta-lhe um guião que segue à risca a regra fundamental da verosimilhança. A história é verosímil, ainda que o assunto seja uma possessão demoníaca: talvez nunca tenhamos encontrado um demónio, mas todos nos identificamos com o casal jovem, o ambiente doméstico e o medo do escuro. Por isso, o nosso envolvimento emocional é tão grande. Mais do que uma mera relação de simpatia, há uma verdadeira empatia com os protagonistas: identificamo-nos com eles, sofremos com eles e, no final, lamentamos todo o mal que lhes acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3698678794208035872?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3698678794208035872/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3698678794208035872' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3698678794208035872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3698678794208035872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/01/paranormal-activity.html' title='Paranormal Activity'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/S0fHOnTpHrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/X4hTHDQT2Rg/s72-c/paranormal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1114796375683381210</id><published>2010-01-03T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:16:25.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Modern Talking</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 344px; width: 425px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IbPGxYWS_k"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IbPGxYWS_k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1114796375683381210?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1114796375683381210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1114796375683381210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1114796375683381210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1114796375683381210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2010/01/modern-talking.html' title='Modern Talking'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-6000806393748677908</id><published>2009-12-27T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T06:52:56.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Trouble in Little China</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Szd0rvLhA9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FK9uVlqjzl4/s1600-h/John+Carpenter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Szd0rvLhA9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FK9uVlqjzl4/s320/John+Carpenter.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419928971311645650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há cineastas com uma intuição espantosa. Alguns deles têm uma notável capacidade de previsão e conseguem dizer as horas antes que o relógio as dê. Veja-se o caso de John Carpenter e o seu &lt;em&gt;Big Trouble in Little China&lt;/em&gt; (1986). O filme foi um fiasco à data da sua estreia, porque o mundo ainda não estava preparado para ele. A síntese de elementos culturais do Ocidente e do Oriente era algo de completamente novo e terá parecido demasiado bizarra aos olhos dos espectadores da altura. Porém, o filme não era um retrato do seu tempo mas do tempo que estava para vir. Os anos foram generosos com o filme e deram-lhe razão. Hoje, numa época de cada vez maior interculturalidade, é uma das obras mais apreciadas do John Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-6000806393748677908?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/6000806393748677908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=6000806393748677908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6000806393748677908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6000806393748677908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-trouble-in-little-china.html' title='Big Trouble in Little China'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Szd0rvLhA9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/FK9uVlqjzl4/s72-c/John+Carpenter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5264794923343117823</id><published>2009-10-15T01:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T02:25:00.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/StbqWDfUGZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/R4FP57kA_ko/s1600-h/hitchcock3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/StbqWDfUGZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/R4FP57kA_ko/s320/hitchcock3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392755268437416338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma das sequências menos apreciadas de &lt;em&gt;Psycho&lt;/em&gt; (1960), de Alfred Hitchcock, é a explicação do psiquiatra no final. Quase toda a gente concorda que a sequência é longa e fastidiosa e que o filme estaria melhor sem ela. Porém, nada poderia estar mais errado. A explicação é essencial para a compreensão da história e esclarece muitas coisas que tinham ficado pouco claras, sobretudo para quem vê o filme pela primeira vez. Mas há outra razão, mais importante ainda, para essa sequência. Ela surge estrategicamente colocada entre a captura de Norman Bates e o final na cela, o que permite que o espectador respire de alívio entre esses dois momentos assustadores. Isto demonstra todo o talento de manipulador de Hitchcock. O realizador, grande conhecedor dos princípios dramáticos, compreendeu rapidamente que a atenção do público não é constante e uniforme e que precisa de tempo para recuperar o fôlego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5264794923343117823?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5264794923343117823/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5264794923343117823' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5264794923343117823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5264794923343117823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/10/psycho.html' title='Psycho'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/StbqWDfUGZI/AAAAAAAAAPI/R4FP57kA_ko/s72-c/hitchcock3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1146149548572400662</id><published>2009-10-04T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:14:56.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roman Polanski</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SsjX84DY9yI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GvRwdYayiYk/s1600-h/polanski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SsjX84DY9yI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GvRwdYayiYk/s320/polanski.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388794394987525922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O caso Roman Polanski é, em boa medida, uma questão de tempo. Não é a mesma coisa decidir um processo destes trinta dias ou trinta anos depois dos factos. O apuramento da verdade torna-se mais difícil, porque a frescura das provas já não é a mesma. E quanto mais a justiça demora, mais graves são os prejuízos para os envolvidos – incluindo a queixosa. Todos concordam, por isso, que o prolongamento deste processo é absurdo e injusto. Só o sistema judicial americano é que teima que não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1146149548572400662?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1146149548572400662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1146149548572400662' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1146149548572400662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1146149548572400662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/10/roman-polanski.html' title='Roman Polanski'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SsjX84DY9yI/AAAAAAAAAPA/GvRwdYayiYk/s72-c/polanski.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-2836475712038146861</id><published>2009-09-07T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:12:55.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se a série Um Mundo Catita não sair em DVD, atiro-me da ponte abaixo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-2836475712038146861?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/2836475712038146861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=2836475712038146861' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2836475712038146861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2836475712038146861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/09/se-um-mundo-catita-nao-sair-em-dvd.html' title='Se a série Um Mundo Catita não sair em DVD, atiro-me da ponte abaixo'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-939054071220710642</id><published>2009-09-02T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:05:10.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inglourious Basterds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sp5tP_NEhpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7aFne-2APiw/s1600-h/quentin-tarantino-bio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sp5tP_NEhpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7aFne-2APiw/s320/quentin-tarantino-bio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376855126558672530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O início de &lt;em&gt;Inglourious Basterds&lt;/em&gt; (2009), de Quentin Tarantino, é uma delícia para os cinéfilos. Toda a sequência da casa do lavrador evoca o famoso exemplo da bomba debaixo da mesa que Alfred Hitchcock usava para distinguir surpresa e suspense: haveria suspense se o espectador soubesse de antemão que uma bomba estava prestes a rebentar debaixo da mesa; e haveria surpresa se a bomba rebentasse subitamente, sem que o espectador suspeitasse da sua existência. Mas Tarantino não se limita a imitar o exemplo de Hitchcock e aproveita o melhor dos dois mundos: surpreende o espectador quando revela a bomba (neste caso, a família de judeus) que se esconde por debaixo dos protagonistas; e, a partir desse momento, o suspense cresce até ao insustentável. Mais uma vez, Tarantino não deixa os seus dotes de manipulador por mãos alheias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-939054071220710642?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/939054071220710642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=939054071220710642' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/939054071220710642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/939054071220710642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/09/inglourious-basterds.html' title='Inglourious Basterds'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sp5tP_NEhpI/AAAAAAAAAO4/7aFne-2APiw/s72-c/quentin-tarantino-bio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-6504175139973888967</id><published>2009-08-06T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:00:47.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Cold Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnqZkyWZGrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/po62AVKmM9o/s1600-h/truman+capote.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnqZkyWZGrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/po62AVKmM9o/s320/truman+capote.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366770763235400370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Cold Blood&lt;/em&gt; (1966) é um romance genuinamente americano. Não só porque as suas personagens e o seu assunto são americanos, mas também porque apenas um escritor americano poderia criar um livro assim. A escrita de Truman Capote é objectiva e cristalina. Tal como a generalidade dos seus compatriotas, Capote vai directo ao assunto e descreve a realidade como ela é, sem adornos nem juízos de valor. Nada de meias tintas, nada de floreados. É esta limpidez de linguagem que alguns europeus mais presunçosos não compreendem e classificam de simplismo ou superficialidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-6504175139973888967?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/6504175139973888967/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=6504175139973888967' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6504175139973888967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/6504175139973888967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-cold-blood.html' title='In Cold Blood'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnqZkyWZGrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/po62AVKmM9o/s72-c/truman+capote.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-8682941827303897269</id><published>2009-07-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T07:49:54.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Infamous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnGqPpsF6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Pc9psilIO6c/s1600-h/Infamous_070516091633977_wideweb__300x375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnGqPpsF6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Pc9psilIO6c/s320/Infamous_070516091633977_wideweb__300x375.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364255817040521362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uma das sequências mais notáveis do filme &lt;em&gt;Infamous&lt;/em&gt; (2006) é a da festa de Natal em casa dos Deweys. O protagonista Truman Capote aceita o convite com prazer mas a festa começa por ser embaraçosa. Os intervenientes mal se conhecem, têm pouco em comum e não há muito para dizer. Pouco a pouco, a personalidade magnética de Capote começa a dar sinais de vida. Os Deweys deixam-se fascinar cada vez mais pelo paleio do escritor e até o adolescente da casa se junta à conversa dos adultos. Toda esta sequência retrata maravilhosamente a qualidade mais marcante de Capote: o seu carisma. Foi esse mesmo carisma - e não o dinheiro, a chantagem ou a violência - que lhe permitiu, mais tarde, conquistar a confiança do duo de assassinos e aceder ao manancial de pormenores descritos no romance &lt;em&gt;In Cold Blood&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8682941827303897269?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8682941827303897269/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8682941827303897269' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8682941827303897269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8682941827303897269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/07/infamous.html' title='Infamous'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SnGqPpsF6JI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Pc9psilIO6c/s72-c/Infamous_070516091633977_wideweb__300x375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3250066338630095673</id><published>2009-07-13T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:11:50.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ansiedade crónica</title><content type='html'>Se alguém souber de uma solução para esta porcaria da ansiedade crónica, que diga qualquer coisa. Obrigado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3250066338630095673?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3250066338630095673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3250066338630095673' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3250066338630095673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3250066338630095673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/07/ansiedade-cronica.html' title='Ansiedade crónica'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-2147224340687182057</id><published>2009-07-09T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:35:55.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hairlosstalk.com/interact/viewtopic.php?f=41&amp;t=53788&amp;st=0&amp;sk=t&amp;sd=a&amp;start=10"&gt;&lt;em&gt;«To all those talking about suicide: If your only accomplishment in life is to struggle through it take all the sh*t thats thrown at you and somehow make it to the end then you should consider that an achievement in itself. Even if you're the only one to know about it.»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-2147224340687182057?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/2147224340687182057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=2147224340687182057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2147224340687182057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2147224340687182057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/07/suicide.html' title='Suicide'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1107009847986556041</id><published>2009-07-03T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:32:53.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephen Fry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sk3QMz9UjNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FFYnJwCxCvY/s1600-h/fry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sk3QMz9UjNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FFYnJwCxCvY/s320/fry.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354164450537802962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A autobiografia &lt;em&gt;Moab is My Washpot&lt;/em&gt; é uma excelente oportunidade para descobrir a escrita de &lt;a href="http://www.stephenfry.com/"&gt;Stephen Fry&lt;/a&gt;. É uma escrita envolvente e sedutora, que denota um prazer enorme pela experimentação da linguagem. E a propósito de linguagem, há duas peculiaridades que saltam logo à vista do leitor. A primeira é o gosto pela enumeração. O texto de Fry está cheio de inventários que servem para sublinhar e enfatizar os seus pontos de vista. A segunda peculiaridade é a apetência pelos &lt;em&gt;faits divers&lt;/em&gt;. Fry adora divagar e fugir ao cerne da questão, mas sabe fazê-lo com talento. Longe de aborrecer o leitor, todos esses detalhes aparentemente irrelevantes tornam a sua leitura mais ligeira e aprazível - um pouco como o viajante que, antes de chegar ao destino, se detém junto dos pormenores encantadores que encontra ao longo do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1107009847986556041?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1107009847986556041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1107009847986556041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1107009847986556041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1107009847986556041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/07/stephen-fry.html' title='Stephen Fry'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Sk3QMz9UjNI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FFYnJwCxCvY/s72-c/fry.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7169763129495839565</id><published>2009-06-30T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:30:54.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zack and Miri Make a Porno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SknbIT588mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UvcHLIBe-d4/s1600-h/rogen517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SknbIT588mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UvcHLIBe-d4/s320/rogen517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353050567935324770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;Zack and Miri Make a Porno&lt;/em&gt; (2008) é uma desilusão. O assunto é a produção de um filme pornográfico caseiro, mas a maior obscenidade de todas é a escrita do argumentista e realizador Kevin Smith. O senhor escreve com a subtileza de um bulldozer. Os seus diálogos são aborrecidos e banalíssimos; não basta encher um guião de palavrões para se fazer um filme espirituoso. Mas o Smith não é apenas gratuito, também é preguiçoso: não fez o trabalho de casa e, manifestamente, pouco ou nada sabe sobre a indústria porno e as pessoas que nela trabalham – ou sobre pessoas, pura e simplesmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7169763129495839565?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7169763129495839565/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7169763129495839565' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7169763129495839565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7169763129495839565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/zack-and-miri-make-porno.html' title='Zack and Miri Make a Porno'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SknbIT588mI/AAAAAAAAAOY/UvcHLIBe-d4/s72-c/rogen517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3529913331447862834</id><published>2009-06-26T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:49:22.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEF</title><content type='html'>As melhores manhãs radiofónicas do mundo são as do &lt;a href="http://www.pef.pt/"&gt;Posto Emissor do Funchal (PEF)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3529913331447862834?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3529913331447862834/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3529913331447862834' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3529913331447862834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3529913331447862834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/posto-emissor-do-funchal.html' title='PEF'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3163512555158240859</id><published>2009-06-10T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:16:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adolf Hitler</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si-_0q6C8kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Tvq1uSI7ge8/s1600-h/hitler-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si-_0q6C8kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Tvq1uSI7ge8/s320/hitler-480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345702194303922754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O nazismo também teve coisas boas. Os progressos promovidos pelo Terceiro Reich na ciência e tecnologia revolucionaram o mundo e ainda hoje são sentidos. A tecnologia usada nos V-1 e V-2 acabaria por colocar o homem na lua. No domínio social, uma grande percentagem de alemães vivia bem. Adolf Hitler restaurou a economia falida em menos de cinco anos, fundou escolas profissionalizantes para os que não possuíam qualificações e acabou com o desemprego. O Partido de Hitler também proporcionou às massas ocupações que até então eram privilégio de uma elite restrita: desporto, artes e teatro. O gozo de férias através do movimento Kraft durch Freude inspirou iniciativas semelhantes que, ainda hoje, beneficiam milhões de pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3163512555158240859?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3163512555158240859/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3163512555158240859' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3163512555158240859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3163512555158240859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/adolf-hitler.html' title='Adolf Hitler'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si-_0q6C8kI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Tvq1uSI7ge8/s72-c/hitler-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7549433380518846433</id><published>2009-06-09T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:12:54.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disfunção Eréctil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si52zHOFmZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZFp0xRPIsaQ/s1600-h/PisaTower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si52zHOFmZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZFp0xRPIsaQ/s320/PisaTower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345340428218898834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A disfunção eréctil (DE) é um problema comum. Estima-se que só nos Estados Unidos o número de pichas frias ultrapasse os trinta milhões; em Portugal, as coisas também tendem a piorar, sobretudo com a crise, o desemprego e as consequências desastrosas que tudo isso traz para a vida sexual das pessoas. Por detrás destes números catastróficos está o medo que os homens têm em procurar ajuda profissional, já que a DE é, na realidade, facilmente tratável. Os medicamentos da família do &lt;a href="http://www.viagra.com/"&gt;Viagra&lt;/a&gt; (inibidores da enzima fosfodiesterase) são os mais populares: só o Viagra rende à Pfizer mais de 1,2 mil milhões de dólares por ano. Há ainda soluções injectáveis, terapias hormonais, próteses. E daqui a alguns anos o arsenal de meios terapêuticos será ainda maior. Uma dessas soluções futuras é a &lt;a href="http://www.ionchannelinnovations.com"&gt;terapia genética&lt;/a&gt;, que promete mais eficácia e espontaneidade: uma única injecção de material genético assegura seis meses de pau feito. Outra solução é o Zoraxel, o comprimido milagroso desenvolvido pela &lt;a href="http://www.rexahn.com/"&gt;Rexahn&lt;/a&gt; que pretende melhorar não só erecções, mas também libido e orgasmos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7549433380518846433?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7549433380518846433/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7549433380518846433' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7549433380518846433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7549433380518846433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/disfuncao-erectil.html' title='Disfunção Eréctil'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Si52zHOFmZI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ZFp0xRPIsaQ/s72-c/PisaTower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5814864902768025548</id><published>2009-06-07T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:58:11.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casamento gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Siwp2OwXhUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8a0fWA6uITM/s1600-h/_gay-marriage-cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Siwp2OwXhUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8a0fWA6uITM/s320/_gay-marriage-cartoon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344692869432575298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tudo indica que em breve o casamento gay será legalizado em Portugal. A medida só peca por tardia, porque negar a tanta gente o direito de constituir família é tão absurdo como proibir as calças às mulheres (na altura, também se falou muito em valores, tradição, etc) ou reservar aos brancos os lugares sentados dos autocarros. Porém, no melhor pano cai a nódoa. É pena que uma questão tão importante como o casamento entre pessoas do mesmo sexo tenha sido apropriada por um eterno grupelho de associações ditas cívicas. Não só porque as ditas associações não reflectem a riqueza e diversidade de opiniões da comunidade LGBT, mas também porque lhes falta qualquer espécie de legitimidade democrática para falar em nome de quem quer que seja. Que se saiba, nunca os homossexuais portugueses sufragaram ou mandataram essa gente. E se pudéssemos espreitar para o interior dessa plêiade, talvez não ficássemos muito satisfeitos: um amontoado de sanguessugas oportunistas e medíocres, aquilo que em bom madeirense se chama de &lt;em&gt;ninho de ratos&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5814864902768025548?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5814864902768025548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5814864902768025548' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5814864902768025548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5814864902768025548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/casamento-gay.html' title='Casamento gay'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/Siwp2OwXhUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/8a0fWA6uITM/s72-c/_gay-marriage-cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1033423408442630693</id><published>2009-06-05T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:41:29.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>«Se tens saúde de ferro, não bebas água que enferruja»</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1033423408442630693?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1033423408442630693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1033423408442630693' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1033423408442630693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1033423408442630693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/se-tens-saude-de-ferro-nao-bebas-agua.html' title='«Se tens saúde de ferro, não bebas água que enferruja»'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5876105167548541743</id><published>2009-06-02T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:35:45.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SiU3qksRw6I/AAAAAAAAANg/9YUy-HVS8t0/s1600-h/thestrangers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SiU3qksRw6I/AAAAAAAAANg/9YUy-HVS8t0/s320/thestrangers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342737737488384930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;The Strangers&lt;/em&gt; (2008), com a linda Liv Tyler, está a passar despercebido nas salas de cinema. Há muita gente que diz que não gosta, porque supostamente não tem história e é apenas o registo cinematográfico de um massacre. Isto até nem é grande novidade, já que quase todos os filmes de terror seguem normalmente o mesmo destino. Porém, esta reacção é completamente injustificada e demonstra algum desconhecimento do que é o género de terror. Tal como as tragédias gregas, os filmes de terror repisam sempre as mesmas histórias e personagens, porque são puros exercícios de estilo. Um filme destes não tem que se preocupar com grandes originalidades ou enredos complexos, mas apenas em usar a gramática cinematográfica da forma mais eficaz possível. Saber usar montagem, mise en scène, efeitos especiais para nos assustar de morte, aí é que está o mérito de &lt;em&gt;The Strangers&lt;/em&gt; e todos os bons filmes de terror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5876105167548541743?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5876105167548541743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5876105167548541743' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5876105167548541743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5876105167548541743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/06/strangers.html' title='The Strangers'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SiU3qksRw6I/AAAAAAAAANg/9YUy-HVS8t0/s72-c/thestrangers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3238072019575792066</id><published>2009-05-03T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:59:56.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>«Sócrates paneleiro, vai roubar para Espanha» (inscrição na porta do WC do Centro Comercial Alvaláxia)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3238072019575792066?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3238072019575792066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3238072019575792066' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3238072019575792066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3238072019575792066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/05/socrates-paneleiro-vai-roubar-para.html' title='«Sócrates paneleiro, vai roubar para Espanha» (inscrição na porta do WC do Centro Comercial Alvaláxia)'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-2257374409035445179</id><published>2009-04-13T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:40:45.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berlin Tegel</title><content type='html'>No aeroporto de Tegel, em Berlim, um casal gay beija-se sem o risco de levar com uma pedra. É bonito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-2257374409035445179?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/2257374409035445179/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=2257374409035445179' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2257374409035445179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2257374409035445179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/04/berlin-tegel.html' title='Berlin Tegel'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7702560384693659532</id><published>2009-03-31T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:40:53.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gran Torino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SdKNoSYY3gI/AAAAAAAAANY/UU9zcoxzo94/s1600-h/clint-eastwood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SdKNoSYY3gI/AAAAAAAAANY/UU9zcoxzo94/s320/clint-eastwood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469833146392066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem não chorar quando o Clint Eastwood empresta o carro ao Thao e à Yum Yum, é porque tem uma pedra em vez de coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7702560384693659532?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7702560384693659532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7702560384693659532' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7702560384693659532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7702560384693659532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/03/gran-torino.html' title='Gran Torino'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SdKNoSYY3gI/AAAAAAAAANY/UU9zcoxzo94/s72-c/clint-eastwood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7344616971170723646</id><published>2009-03-23T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T04:32:40.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/ScdyBv5iVSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/MWDZSzytr0w/s1600-h/aliens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/ScdyBv5iVSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/MWDZSzytr0w/s320/aliens.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316343259497387298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As sequelas cinematográficas são uma faca de dois gumes. Elas podem parecer um investimento seguro aos olhos dos produtores, mas, porque as expectativas do público estão mais elevadas, raramente conseguem igualar os filmes originais e acabam por ser uma desilusão. Uma excepção notável foi &lt;em&gt;Aliens&lt;/em&gt; (1986), de James Cameron. O filme não só igualou como terá até suplantado o primeiro &lt;em&gt;Alien&lt;/em&gt; de Ridley Scott. Cameron conseguiu juntar o melhor de dois mundos: foi arrojado e original ao combinar os cinemas de acção e ficção científica; mas essa mesma dissolução de géneros permitiu-lhe também ser fiel ao espírito do filme original - também ele uma mistura insólita de géneros - e conquistar a aceitação imediata dos fãs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7344616971170723646?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7344616971170723646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7344616971170723646' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7344616971170723646'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-597526226470260069?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/597526226470260069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=597526226470260069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/597526226470260069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/597526226470260069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/02/curious-case-of-david-smith-with.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ukmedix.com/weight-loss/david_is_the_daddy_of_weight_loss4389.cfm&quot;&gt;The curious case of David Smith (with pictures)&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-118997468510241185</id><published>2009-01-25T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T08:49:13.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>«Hitchcock... is that a disease?»</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-118997468510241185?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/118997468510241185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=118997468510241185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/118997468510241185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/118997468510241185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2009/01/hitchcock-is-that-disease.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.2000adonline.com/&quot;&gt;«Hitchcock... is that a disease?»&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1763562531985804818</id><published>2008-12-31T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T04:50:21.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SVtpnELw1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pL7HhkphvPk/s1600-h/saramago.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SVtpnELw1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pL7HhkphvPk/s320/saramago.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285934707508303026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;Blindness&lt;/em&gt; (2008), realizado por Fernando Meirelles e baseado no livro do José Saramago, até começou muito bem. A cegueira branca é uma metáfora sumarenta e constitui um desafio aliciante para qualquer cineasta. Tudo parecia prometer um espectáculo cinematográfico grandioso, mas o resultado final é um pouco decepcionante. O realizador quis começar a construir a casa pelo telhado e preocupou-se mais em vender uma ideologia do que contar uma boa história. As inverosimilhanças e incongruências de &lt;em&gt;Blindness&lt;/em&gt; são demasiado flagrantes (por exemplo, nunca se explicou muito bem o encarceramento dos cegos e as condições miseráveis em que era feito) para que o espectador inteligente seja persuadido a reflectir sobre o que quer que seja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1763562531985804818?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1763562531985804818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1763562531985804818' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1763562531985804818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1763562531985804818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-filme-blindness-2008-realizado-por.html' title='Blindness'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SVtpnELw1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/pL7HhkphvPk/s72-c/saramago.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1130256084544795095</id><published>2008-12-27T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T06:35:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Votos de festas felizes (apesar da programação de tv)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1130256084544795095?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1130256084544795095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1130256084544795095' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1130256084544795095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1130256084544795095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/12/votos-de-festas-de-festas-felizes.html' title='Votos de festas felizes (apesar da programação de tv)'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-610300177957838442</id><published>2008-12-15T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T07:53:41.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Jet</title><content type='html'>Voar entre Lisboa e o Funchal ficou mais fácil. A &lt;a href="http://www.easyjet.com/"&gt;Easy Jet&lt;/a&gt; passou a assegurar a ligação aérea e rompeu com um monopólio de décadas da Tap. Os madeirenses têm excelentes razões para festejar. É verdade que a empresa inglesa não presenteia os seus passageiros com uma &lt;em&gt;refeição ligeira&lt;/em&gt; (i.e. uma carcaça e um sumo concentrado) mas em tudo o resto é melhor que a congénere portuguesa: preços, pessoal de bordo, assistência em terra. O que torna, porém, a Easy Jet não só mais eficiente mas também mais decente e honesta que a Tap é a pontualidade dos voos. A pontualidade não é apenas um gesto de cortesia mas um verdadeiro dever ético e moral. Os protestantes, por exemplo, acreditam que todos os nossos minutos serão contabilizados perante Deus no Dia do Juízo Final. Palpita-me que, quando chegar a hora, o Pinto Amaral e seus colaboradores terão muitas explicações a dar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-610300177957838442?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/610300177957838442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=610300177957838442' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/610300177957838442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/610300177957838442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/12/easy-jet.html' title='Easy Jet'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1903638431169833961</id><published>2008-12-07T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T06:31:13.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape from L.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/STvbEm3xj8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ERZv81xum6I/s1600-h/escapefromla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/STvbEm3xj8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ERZv81xum6I/s320/escapefromla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277052260595109826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;Escape from L.A.&lt;/em&gt; (1996) deve ser visto várias vezes. Ver só uma vez não chega, porque não conseguimos absorver todos os pormenores desta obra extraordinária de &lt;a href="http://www.theofficialjohncarpenter.com/"&gt;John Carpenter&lt;/a&gt;. Um desses pormenores expressivos é a presença de crianças no corredor dos deportados. É expressivo porque revela a demência a que chegou a América de Carpenter. Num Estado de Direito decente, as crianças são absolutamente inimputáveis e, mesmo que pratiquem factos que sejam objectivamente crimes, apenas poderão estar sujeitas a medidas tutelares de protecção, assistência ou educação. Ou, pior ainda, talvez aquelas crianças do futuro não tenham praticado crime algum e estejam a pagar pelos supostos erros dos pais, como sucedeu com os meninos judeus na Alemanha nazi. É caso para dizer, citando o protagonista do filme, que &lt;em&gt;«quanto mais as coisas mudam, mais elas ficam na mesma»&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1903638431169833961?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1903638431169833961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1903638431169833961' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1903638431169833961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1903638431169833961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/12/escape-from-la.html' title='Escape from L.A.'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/STvbEm3xj8I/AAAAAAAAAM0/ERZv81xum6I/s72-c/escapefromla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5818287150140224374</id><published>2008-12-04T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:16:57.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackie Mason</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YR4Ea8EQoG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YR4Ea8EQoG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5818287150140224374?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5818287150140224374/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5818287150140224374' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5818287150140224374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5818287150140224374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/12/jackie-mason.html' title='Jackie Mason'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3325738669906006544</id><published>2008-11-12T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:30:01.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quantum of Solace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRq9q4fdcqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kx6AcwgZ24I/s1600-h/QuantumSolace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRq9q4fdcqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kx6AcwgZ24I/s320/QuantumSolace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267731258579710626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Há um momento de &lt;em&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/em&gt; (2008) que mais se assemelha a um acto de contrição do próprio filme. Após ter sido surpreendida por um agente duplo, M questiona a sua capacidade para escolher colaboradores. O mesmo problema – má escolha dos colaboradores – está na origem do fiasco do filme. A culpa cabe ao produtor, já que é ele quem coordena, supervisiona e dirige a escolha do pessoal e, no caso deste novo Bond, as escolhas estavam todas erradas: Mathieu Amalric foi um vilão desastrado, o montador chacinou as sequências de acção e o argumentista não escreveu uma fala espirituosa que fosse nem percebe o que quer que seja de política internacional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3325738669906006544?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3325738669906006544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3325738669906006544' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3325738669906006544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3325738669906006544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/11/quantum-of-solace.html' title='Quantum of Solace'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRq9q4fdcqI/AAAAAAAAAMs/kx6AcwgZ24I/s72-c/QuantumSolace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-9025763049784831621</id><published>2008-11-05T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:08:11.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRHEpJPN5GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cKGLpaHyx8c/s1600-h/barack+obama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRHEpJPN5GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cKGLpaHyx8c/s320/barack+obama.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265205650506245218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Os advogados conhecem bem a importância do silêncio. Os melhores causídicos não são os que proferem alegações longas e eloquentes, mas os que sabem calar a boca na altura certa. &lt;a href="http://www.barackobama.com/index.php"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/a&gt;, como brilhante advogado que é, fez um excelente uso do silêncio ao longo da sua campanha. Nunca respondeu na mesma moeda aos ataques pessoais, aos insultos racistas e às insinuações porcas (v.g. a suposta amizade com terroristas) e manteve-se superior aos adversários. O segredo do seu sucesso está sobretudo aí, mais do que nos discursos – aliás emocionantes e inspirados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-9025763049784831621?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/9025763049784831621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=9025763049784831621' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/9025763049784831621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/9025763049784831621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/11/barack-obama.html' title='Barack Obama'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SRHEpJPN5GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/cKGLpaHyx8c/s72-c/barack+obama.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4893409692462057478</id><published>2008-11-03T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:15:24.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugh Laurie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SQ7PLcXo8nI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tws948vSQiU/s1600-h/HughLaurie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SQ7PLcXo8nI/AAAAAAAAAMc/tws948vSQiU/s320/HughLaurie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264372809943544434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugh Laurie estreou-se na literatura com &lt;em&gt;The Gun Seller&lt;/em&gt;. O romance é uma novidade na carreira de Laurie mas não é uma ruptura. Os fãs reconhecerão no livro o humor burlesco de &lt;em&gt;A Bit of Fry &amp; Laurie&lt;/em&gt;, o cinismo de &lt;em&gt;Black Adder&lt;/em&gt; e a riqueza de pormenores de &lt;em&gt;House&lt;/em&gt;. Porém, a sua qualidade mais marcante está no profundo conhecimento dos princípios dramáticos: Laurie é exímio na criação e gestão do suspense e, seja em cima de um palco ou nas páginas de um livro, sabe agarrar a atenção do público.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4893409692462057478?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4893409692462057478/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4893409692462057478' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4893409692462057478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8874404740485530687?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8874404740485530687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8874404740485530687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8874404740485530687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8874404740485530687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoje-um-dia-nunca.html' title='Hoje é um dia nunca'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4930630983263172221</id><published>2008-10-30T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:50:37.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é um dia sim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4930630983263172221?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4930630983263172221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5428385209397833933</id><published>2008-10-24T03:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T03:55:39.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é um dia não</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5428385209397833933?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5428385209397833933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5428385209397833933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5428385209397833933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5428385209397833933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/10/hoje-um-dia-no.html' title='Hoje é um dia não'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3226325196203169212</id><published>2008-10-17T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:11:00.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>George W. Bush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPhkmdYwE8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dxyqPOOYv64/s1600-h/george_w_bush_goofy_inside_out_umbrella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPhkmdYwE8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dxyqPOOYv64/s320/george_w_bush_goofy_inside_out_umbrella.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258063176841302978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O Presidente George W. Bush é um dos protagonistas destas eleições. Toda a gente fala nele, mas não pelas melhores razões. Quem fala pior são os republicanos, a começar pelo McCain, cuja frase mais emblemática foi &lt;em&gt;«I'm not President Bush»&lt;/em&gt;. Curiosamente, o Bush também pensa mal dele próprio: quase nunca mostra a sua presidencial efígie na campanha e, quando mostra, é apenas para demarcar o candidato do seu partido e dizer que ele é um &lt;em&gt;«reformista»&lt;/em&gt;. O senhor sabe que se tornou pior que uma doença contagiosa e assemelha-se cada vez mais ao protagonista idealizado por Alfred Hitchcock que trazia o azar e a morte a todas as pessoas com quem lidava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3226325196203169212?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3226325196203169212/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3226325196203169212' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3226325196203169212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3226325196203169212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/10/george-w-bush.html' title='George W. Bush'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPhkmdYwE8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/dxyqPOOYv64/s72-c/george_w_bush_goofy_inside_out_umbrella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-5634486627307210392</id><published>2008-10-16T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T06:31:08.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Batman &amp; Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPdBvke_XdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kMlE4HVcqpg/s1600-h/batman_superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPdBvke_XdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kMlE4HVcqpg/s320/batman_superman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257743375481658834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-5634486627307210392?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/5634486627307210392/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=5634486627307210392' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5634486627307210392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/5634486627307210392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/10/batman-superman.html' title='Batman &amp; Superman'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SPdBvke_XdI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kMlE4HVcqpg/s72-c/batman_superman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4002618505118341317</id><published>2008-09-28T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T09:50:01.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Fälscher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SN-1BOWMdiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2vffluQM1mg/s1600-h/u1_die-faelscher008-ausschnitt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SN-1BOWMdiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2vffluQM1mg/s320/u1_die-faelscher008-ausschnitt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251114723172972066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O dilema moral descrito em &lt;em&gt;Die Fälscher&lt;/em&gt; (2007) é fascinante. O filme conta a história de dois prisioneiros do campo de concentração de Sachsenhausen, cada qual com ideias muito próprias sobre a sua situação. Adolf Burger é mais idealista e recusa qualquer forma de cooperação com os nazis, mesmo que isso custe a sua vida e a dos seus companheiros. Já Salomon Sorowitsch é mais pragmático e prefere dialogar com os seus carrascos: &lt;em&gt;«Prefiro morrer gaseado amanhã do que hoje por razão nenhuma»&lt;/em&gt;. À primeira vista, Sorowitsch parece um oportunista sem escrúpulos, mas as coisas são, na verdade, mais complicadas. Ainda que as suas acções possam parecer egoístas, elas correspondem a um dever sagrado que é o da auto-preservação. E foram os seus compromissos com os nazis que permitiram salvar muitos dos companheiros presos. Apesar de não ser recompensado no final, Sorowitsch é o verdadeiro herói do filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4002618505118341317?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4002618505118341317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4002618505118341317' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4002618505118341317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4002618505118341317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/09/die-flscher.html' title='Die Fälscher'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SN-1BOWMdiI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2vffluQM1mg/s72-c/u1_die-faelscher008-ausschnitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-682565414648290870</id><published>2008-09-23T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T14:33:20.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é tão boa que a gente às vezes nem acredita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-682565414648290870?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/682565414648290870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=682565414648290870' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/682565414648290870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/682565414648290870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/09/vida-to-boa-que-gente-s-vezes-nem.html' title='A vida é tão boa que a gente às vezes nem acredita'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3432058605762980398</id><published>2008-09-10T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:07:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SMfwfplTz_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mo7glT3eZxw/s1600-h/abba001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SMfwfplTz_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mo7glT3eZxw/s320/abba001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244424717625184242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/em&gt; (2008) estava destinado a ser um êxito. A música dos Abba é a matéria-prima perfeita para um espectáculo destes, porque as suas canções celebram o melhor da vida e os musicais são precisamente o género mais sorridente e optimista. Esta natureza ligeira dos musicais foi lindamente descrita pela protagonista do filme &lt;em&gt;Dancer in the Dark&lt;/em&gt;, de Lars von Trier: &lt;em&gt;«I used to dream that I was in a musical, because in a musical nothing dreadful ever happens»&lt;/em&gt;. Nada de terrível acontece, tudo termina em bem e sabemos que, por maiores que sejam as reviravoltas, as personagens de &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/em&gt; sairão sempre incólumes. Mesmo os momentos mais comoventes e intensos do filme – Meryl Streep interpreta brilhantemente &lt;em&gt;The winner takes it all&lt;/em&gt;, os dois protagonistas cantam &lt;em&gt;S.O.S.&lt;/em&gt; – não deixam de ter essa leveza. São lágrimas felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3432058605762980398?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3432058605762980398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3432058605762980398' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3432058605762980398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3432058605762980398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/09/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SMfwfplTz_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/mo7glT3eZxw/s72-c/abba001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1902374139351583874</id><published>2008-09-09T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:23:17.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No dia em que choverem rosas, vai cair esterco sobre a minha cabeça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1902374139351583874?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1902374139351583874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1902374139351583874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1902374139351583874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1902374139351583874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-dia-em-que-choverem-rosas-vai-cair.html' title='No dia em que choverem rosas, vai cair esterco sobre a minha cabeça'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4367983400781798071</id><published>2008-08-21T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:39:06.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nelson Évora</title><content type='html'>É um senhor simpático, íntegro e excepcionalmente talentoso, mas gosto dele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4367983400781798071?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4367983400781798071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4367983400781798071' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4367983400781798071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4367983400781798071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/08/nelson-vora.html' title='Nelson Évora'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7696384315091097094</id><published>2008-08-10T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:29:55.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall Street</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJ9Abkm3bPI/AAAAAAAAAII/uhHrHcIqgcQ/s1600-h/gekko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJ9Abkm3bPI/AAAAAAAAAII/uhHrHcIqgcQ/s320/gekko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232972134455143666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Michael Douglas ficou um pouco incomodado com a popularidade do seu &lt;a href="http://www.movievillains.com/archives/2004/03/gordon_gekko.html"&gt;Gordon Gekko&lt;/a&gt;. O vilão do filme &lt;em&gt;Wall Street&lt;/em&gt; (1987) é um indivíduo odioso e sem escrúpulos, mas o público ficou encantado com o seu charme. Porém, Douglas não tem de ficar preocupado, porque a sua interpretação foi, na verdade, brilhante e a reacção dos fãs é a mais lisonjeira possível. Gekko é uma representação do mal absoluto, ele é o próprio diabo. E o diabo, à superfície, não tem nada de repugnante. Ele é mais sedutor, mais subtil e mais sofisticado que Deus, porque só assim consegue conquistar os corações dos homens. Gordon Gekko é o último representante de uma longa linhagem de diabos encantadores e cínicos que inclui o Mefistófeles de Goethe ou o caçador de Gotthelf. Mas ainda que represente o mal, ele é também, inconscientemente, uma força do bem. Através dos seus esforços para corromper e destruir o protagonista, Gekko força-o a reagir com acções positivas e é, por isso, o agente da sua salvação final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7696384315091097094?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7696384315091097094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7696384315091097094' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7696384315091097094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7696384315091097094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-street.html' title='Wall Street'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJ9Abkm3bPI/AAAAAAAAAII/uhHrHcIqgcQ/s72-c/gekko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7673872436057329278</id><published>2008-08-04T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:07:38.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gostava que os Snrs ..., ... e ... morressem mil mortes dolorosas e eu pudesse assistir a todas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7673872436057329278?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7673872436057329278/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7673872436057329278' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7673872436057329278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7673872436057329278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/08/gostava-que-os-snrs-e-morressem-mil.html' title='Gostava que os Snrs ..., ... e ... morressem mil mortes dolorosas e eu pudesse assistir a todas'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-682697466372023945</id><published>2008-07-30T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:00:32.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJCO2SsYT-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1OKwTr2goSo/s1600-h/200801_ledger_joker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJCO2SsYT-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1OKwTr2goSo/s320/200801_ledger_joker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228836230759206882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A sequência da caverna no primeiro Batman, de Tim Burton, é muito reveladora. O protagonista fala dos morcegos que cobrem o tecto da caverna e diz que são &lt;em&gt;«great survivors»&lt;/em&gt;. É um belo momento de auto-reflexividade, porque a capacidade de sobrevivência do mito criado por Bob Kane é, na verdade, notável. Batman continua a resistir a todas as modas e conjunturas e os dois últimos filmes de Christopher Nolan vieram assegurar a sua longevidade. Não são nenhum deslumbramento, mas são as obras adultas e credíveis que a série, depois do fiasco de Joel Schumacher, precisava. Também o novo Joker, brilhantemente interpretado por Heath Ledger, é mais intenso, mais humano, mais assustador. É o vilão ideal para um filme como &lt;em&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/em&gt;. A actuação de Ledger é memorável e a tão falada nomeação póstuma para os óscares seria um prémio justíssimo, além das maravilhas que faria pelos níveis de audiências da cerimónia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-682697466372023945?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/682697466372023945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=682697466372023945' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/682697466372023945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/682697466372023945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='The Dark Knight'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SJCO2SsYT-I/AAAAAAAAAIA/1OKwTr2goSo/s72-c/200801_ledger_joker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4257230418225791796</id><published>2008-07-25T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:51:17.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Metropolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;«Lost scenes from the sci-fi classic "Metropolis," recently discovered in the archives of a Buenos Aires museum, were shown to journalists for the first time in decades on Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long-lost original cut of the 1927 silent film sat for 80 years in a private collection and then in the Museum of Cinema in Buenos Aires, where it was discovered in April with scratched images that hadn't been seen before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Museum director Paula Felix-Didier said theirs is the only copy of German director Fritz Lang's complete film. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the version Fritz Lang intended," said Martin Koerber, a curator at the Deutsche Kinemathek film museum in Berlin, Germany.»&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/07/04/entertainment/main4234351.shtml?source=RSSattr=Entertainment_4234351"&gt;(more)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4257230418225791796?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4257230418225791796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4257230418225791796' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4257230418225791796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4257230418225791796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/metropolis.html' title='Metropolis'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-7721776541504180469</id><published>2008-07-22T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T13:52:17.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIZFkQMkYjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2DBoX0XkkaY/s1600-h/The+Happening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIZFkQMkYjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2DBoX0XkkaY/s320/The+Happening.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225940906735329842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Happening&lt;/em&gt; (2008) é a aposta mais arrojada de M. Night Shyamalan. Desta vez, o talentoso realizador quis fazer um filme catástrofe com o mínimo de meios que fosse possível. Efeitos visuais, banda sonora e argumento foram reduzidos à sua expressão mais singela. Tudo o que M. Night Shyamalan precisa para filmar convincentemente o fim do mundo é de uma câmara e alguns actores, mais nada. Por enquanto, não se pode dizer que esta aposta tenha sido totalmente ganha. Os críticos americanos parecem não ter compreendido o filme e falam em incongruências, inconsistências e inverosimilhanças. Mas o tempo é um excelente conselheiro nestas coisas e não deixará de favorecer esta brilhante obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-7721776541504180469?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/7721776541504180469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=7721776541504180469' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7721776541504180469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/7721776541504180469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/happening.html' title='The Happening'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIZFkQMkYjI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2DBoX0XkkaY/s72-c/The+Happening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-3011427112975147528</id><published>2008-07-20T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T08:27:46.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Norman Mailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SINZWcx0iiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UAYFcdrPJis/s1600-h/norman_mailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SINZWcx0iiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UAYFcdrPJis/s320/norman_mailer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118234897058338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O romance &lt;em&gt;The Castle in the Forest&lt;/em&gt; (2008), de Norman Mailer, procura explicar as origens de Hitler. Mailer acredita que o líder nazi, ainda que não deixe de ser moralmente responsável pelos seus crimes, poderá ter sido manipulado por forças demoníacas. É uma possibilidade extraordinária, mas não deixa de ser historicamente rigorosa ou relevante. O trabalho dos historiadores não consiste apenas numa síntese de factos particulares, mas também na concepção de hipóteses que expliquem as relações, nem sempre evidentes ou verificáveis, entre esses factos. Este carácter hipotético aproxima romance e história, conforme sublinhou o próprio Norman Mailer: &lt;em&gt;«If the novel is good enough, in the end what is created is a mental reality that is very useful for others to contemplate when they’re reading history. In other words, it’s almost as if this is not the way it happened, but keep this in your mind when you’re reading about what did happen, because it may offer insights that you wouldn’t have just by sticking to the facts.»&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-3011427112975147528?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/3011427112975147528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=3011427112975147528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3011427112975147528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/3011427112975147528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/norman-mailer.html' title='Norman Mailer'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SINZWcx0iiI/AAAAAAAAAHw/UAYFcdrPJis/s72-c/norman_mailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4766316815351384355</id><published>2008-07-18T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:00:29.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armin Mueller-Stahl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIBoyVlRkAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eB9UrHd0_B8/s1600-h/041209-mueller-stahl-042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIBoyVlRkAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eB9UrHd0_B8/s320/041209-mueller-stahl-042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224290781746008066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Armin Mueller-Stahl é um actor excepcional. Mas é também um artista subaproveitado, porque muitos dos trabalhos que lhe dão não estão à altura do seu talento. Vimo-lo sobretudo em papéis mais ou menos secundários, como o jurado de &lt;em&gt;12 Angry Men&lt;/em&gt; ou o mafioso russo de &lt;em&gt;Eastern Promises&lt;/em&gt;. Porém, o Mueller-Stahl confirma que em cinema não há papéis pequenos. A sua presença deixa uma marca profunda e silenciosa em todos os filmes e assegura que, venha o que vier, o dinheiro do bilhete foi bem investido. Não é um actor, é um anjo da guarda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4766316815351384355?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4766316815351384355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4766316815351384355' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4766316815351384355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4766316815351384355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/armin-mueller-stahl.html' title='Armin Mueller-Stahl'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SIBoyVlRkAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eB9UrHd0_B8/s72-c/041209-mueller-stahl-042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1861882300897896984</id><published>2008-07-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:34:44.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vai Tudo Abaixo</title><content type='html'>Vale a pena ouvir a dupla Tonzinho e Vininha no programa &lt;a href="http://www.vaitudoabaixo.com"&gt;Vai Tudo Abaixo&lt;/a&gt;. Os dois músicos brasileiros interpretam temas de bossa nova que são notáveis sobretudo pelas suas letras. As palavras não são tomadas no seu sentido literal e a graça está precisamente aí: &lt;em&gt;mágoa&lt;/em&gt; substitui &lt;em&gt;pachacha&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;dor&lt;/em&gt; substitui &lt;em&gt;pila&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;sofrimento&lt;/em&gt; surge em vez de &lt;em&gt;queca&lt;/em&gt;. Ou seja, as palavras significam aquilo que os músicos querem que elas signifiquem. Isto faz da dupla brasileira o número mais poético do programa. A essência da poesia está nessa dissociação permanente de significantes e significados. A linguagem altera-se, renova-se, ganha asas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1861882300897896984?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1861882300897896984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1861882300897896984' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1861882300897896984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1861882300897896984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/vai-tudo-abaixo.html' title='&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.vaitudoabaixo.com&quot;&gt;Vai Tudo Abaixo&lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-8788451695727086726</id><published>2008-07-09T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:49:17.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Se7en</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHTdmUzPYcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cF6wnhBQHP8/s1600-h/seven1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHTdmUzPYcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cF6wnhBQHP8/s320/seven1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221041518517641666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;«[...]The point of that scene in part was to continue heaping on this idea that this is a world where there are nothing but awful ugly choices people have to make. What would ordinarily be happiness gets contorted by reality and it weighs on them like a heavy suffocating dirty coat or like constant rain, or a foul smell that won't go away. It creates sympathy for the Gwyneth Paltrow character and leaves you wondering which unpleasant path is she going to take and adds more to the tragedy later. Not that it should make my opinion weightier but I spent a lot of time working on the film. I (with others) made gluttony and sloth. I know Morgan Freeman is known for playing wise but in this movie and in that scene he isn't giving the advice he would like to give in a normal world. He is giving advice for the stinking world he lives in. You think he enjoyed giving the advice kill the baby and lie about it? Of course not. It stank in his gut. There is no sunshine in Seven. No joy. No happy retirement or rest. No happy endings for anybody. This isn't a movie where there is the possiblility of the thought of happily bouncing a baby on your knee. Where does giving advice about hope and making pleasant choices fit into this movie? Seven is about normal thoughts twisted around barbed wire. It was all the more depressing because when Seven came out the world seemed to be swimming in these murky no win questions.»&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in http://www.rottentomatoes.com/vine/showthread.php?t=160107&amp;page=8&amp;pp=30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8788451695727086726?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8788451695727086726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8788451695727086726' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8788451695727086726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8788451695727086726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/se7en.html' title='Se7en'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHTdmUzPYcI/AAAAAAAAAHY/cF6wnhBQHP8/s72-c/seven1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-4400432135387245422</id><published>2008-07-08T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T03:19:17.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Forbidden Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHM7ginG2II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/EpkYeqM6d7Q/s1600-h/the+forbidden+kingdom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHM7ginG2II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/EpkYeqM6d7Q/s320/the+forbidden+kingdom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220581823285221506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O filme &lt;em&gt;The Forbidden Kingdom&lt;/em&gt; (2008) começa em grande. A sequência dos créditos iniciais é memorável não só pelo seu colorido, mas também pelo seu poder de síntese. As imagens de Lau Kar-leung, Bruce Lee, Jimmy Wang Yu e outros gigantes resumem na perfeição a essência deste magnífico filme, legatário da tradição longa e prestigiosa dos filmes de artes marciais. Porém, o realizador Rob Minkoff não se limita a imitar os seus antepassados. Muitas vezes, as referências ao cinema de Hong Kong são irónicas e mordazes. E se as suas raízes são inequivocamente chinesas, o seu ritmo, a sua mise en scène e a sua filosofia são apelativos para os públicos de todas as culturas e idades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-4400432135387245422?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/4400432135387245422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=4400432135387245422' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4400432135387245422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/4400432135387245422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/forbidden-kingdom.html' title='The Forbidden Kingdom'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHM7ginG2II/AAAAAAAAAHQ/EpkYeqM6d7Q/s72-c/the+forbidden+kingdom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-8275822036906182469</id><published>2008-07-07T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T03:09:20.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHHrDj-Qd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/9EbYcv2KG60/s1600-h/BemiroAzevedo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHHrDj-Qd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/9EbYcv2KG60/s320/BemiroAzevedo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220211889527617362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não há nada mais português que a cunha. A cunha consiste na recomendação de uma pessoa influente e está profundamente entranhada nas mentalidades e nos hábitos dos portugueses. No nosso país, não é possível fazer o que quer que seja sem ela. Não se consegue arranjar um emprego decente, ganhar um concurso público ou obter colocação na faculdade de medicina sem meter uma cunha; o mérito individual conta pouco ou quase nada. Isto demonstra que o pensamento moral predominante entre nós é o da parcialidade. A generalidade dos portugueses supõe que a moralidade começa com os deveres com amigos, familiares e colegas e mais do que isso não é necessário. Porém, um raciocínio moral destes é insuficiente. Para realmente sermos pessoas decentes, devemos procurar ser imparciais, porque o bem-estar de cada pessoa é igualmente importante e todos são igualmente dignos de respeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentalidade dos nossos empresários é um caso flagrante de parcialidade. Ao contrário do que ocorre na maioria das economias de mercado do mundo, nas grandes empresas portuguesas é o princípio da cunha que rege a gestão e transmissão de poder. Enquanto que normalmente as direcções e os dirigentes dos grandes grupos internacionais são escolhidos segundo o mérito dos candidatos, em Portugal o que conta quase sempre é a sua origem e o seu apelido. A continuidade das empresas familiares é um objectivo abertamente assumido pelas famílias abastadas, que constituem as elites económicas, sociais e por vezes também políticas de Lisboa e Porto. Partilham interesses, ideais e modos de comportamento. E formam uma rede estreita de interesses, que dificulta o acesso do exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-8275822036906182469?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/8275822036906182469/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=8275822036906182469' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8275822036906182469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/8275822036906182469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/portugal.html' title='Portugal'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uUZnpYSHO70/SHHrDj-Qd1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/9EbYcv2KG60/s72-c/BemiroAzevedo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-1075771048384014350</id><published>2008-07-05T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:23:13.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aristides de Sousa Mendes</title><content type='html'>Ainda há muitos portugueses que não sabem quem foi Aristides de Sousa Mendes. Porém, o nosso País deve-lhe imenso. As suas decisões enquanto cônsul de Portugal em Bordéus representaram, muito provavelmente, a maior acção de salvamento por um único indivíduo durante o Holocausto. Tudo começou em Maio de 1940, quando Sousa Mendes foi confrontado com um dilema doloroso: obedecer às ordens de Salazar e negar os vistos portugueses aos refugiados que chegavam a Bordéus, ou seguir o apelo da sua consciência e emitir os vistos que significavam a diferença entre a vida e a morte para muitas pessoas, sobretudo judeus. Sousa Mendes tinha tudo a perder: o apreço do regime de Lisboa, uma carreira diplomática de 30 anos e sobretudo a segurança dos 12 filhos que tinha a seu cargo. Mesmo assim, optou pelo mais difícil e, ao arrepio das advertências que chegavam do gabinete de Salazar, decidiu ajudar os fugitivos que se acumulavam à porta do seu consulado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Aristides de Sousa Mendes regressou a Portugal em 9 de Julho de 1940, aguardava-o uma ironia terrível: o diplomata, que havia auxiliado milhares de refugiados, tornava-se agora, também ele, num refugiado. Salazar, que nunca teve sequer a dignidade de conceder uma audiência ao cônsul, foi implacável e não lhe perdoou a audácia. Depois de um processo disciplinar miserável, veio o desemprego, a pobreza e o desespero. Nos momentos de maior angústia, Sousa Mendes foi forçado a recorrer à sopa dos pobres judaica para poder alimentar a família. Mais: finda a guerra, Salazar colheu com enorme hipocrisia os louros do auxílio a milhares de estrangeiros, um mérito que na realidade nunca pertenceu ao regime mas sim a Sousa Mendes e ao povo português. O cônsul morreu a 3 de Abril de 1954, arruinado mas de consciência tranquila, no Hospital da Ordem Terceira, uma clínica gratuita para os pobres dirigida pelos Franciscanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-1075771048384014350?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/1075771048384014350/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=1075771048384014350' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1075771048384014350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/1075771048384014350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/aristides-de-sousa-mendes.html' title='Aristides de Sousa Mendes'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7210853939050424412.post-2536377577741228904</id><published>2008-07-05T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T12:35:01.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's alive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7210853939050424412-2536377577741228904?l=emma49.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/feeds/2536377577741228904/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7210853939050424412&amp;postID=2536377577741228904' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2536377577741228904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7210853939050424412/posts/default/2536377577741228904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emma49.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-alive.html' title='It&apos;s alive!'/><author><name>Flávio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03695198924815299914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
