joi, 31 decembrie 2009

aproape ca se duse ... si bine facu!



Nu m-am invrednicit sa mai pun doua vorbe inainte si dupa Craciun. Sper ca l-ati avut si simtit cum v-ati dorit.

Ca sa trag linia spun ca din cele 18 puncte pentru 2009, 12 (dintr-un anumit unghi chiar 13) mi-au iesit. M-a trintit zdravan 2009, apoi m-a pus pe un norisor sa plutes lin si sa stau confortabil, am pierdut o vizita in Romania, m-a mai zdruncinat putin cind mi-a administrat citeva suturi si scatoalce, apoi iar a fost bun cu mine. Se putea si mai rau, totusi. Dar zic, asa, mai de la distanta, 2009 can kiss my behind!

In 24 de ore cred ca dorm, apoi ma trezesc, facem o plimbare la mare si o sa ma ostenesc la alergare de inceput de an. Am multe de facut in 2010, dar cel mai mult imi doresc sa fim sanatosi cu totii.

In citeva ore mergem sa cumparam sampania si apoi sa prajim gogosile cu stafide pentru Noul An.

2010 sa va fie cu bucurie!

joi, 17 decembrie 2009

Let it snow !!!



Azi noapte a dat prima ninsoare si la noi. Bucurie mare azi-dimineata cind am deschis ochii obositi si incercanati. N-am stiut nimic, noaptea trecuta fiind prea ocupata sa incerc sa adorm dupa ce bausem un dublu capuccino pe la 10 seara...
Ce senzatie venita direct din copilarie am avut cind am vazut fereastra imbracata cu un fular aaaalb si stralucitor!
Trenurile n-au circulat in dimineata asta pentru ca, nu-i asa, vara nu-i ca iarna, insa bicicletele da. Si a mea! Asa ca ma asteapta cuminte sa mergem la serviciu dupa ce deja am dat o tura de recunoastere in dimineata asta. A fost tura de inviorarem :)


In curind incep alergarile! Am gasit un program excelent, step-by-step, care m-a motivat suficient. Curind dau si detalii.
Happy Thursday everyone!


miercuri, 16 decembrie 2009

Saptamina cadourilor


E clar! Am inceput saptamina primind cadouri si tot asa o tin ... Carti, cercei, un colier, haine, dulciuri, o geanta care se afla pe wishlist-ul meu, pina si-un rucsac, sa nu mai spun felicitari si ginduri bune. Ma bucur de toate si de fiecare in parte, material sau nematerial.
Sfirsitul anului mi-e prielnic!

marți, 15 decembrie 2009

Din intelepciunea felina




M-am dus dupa-amiaza la serviciu hotarita sa urmez sfatul pisicilor - "sa nu faci mai mult decit trebuie".


-4 grade Celsius

S-a facut frig...Frig de-au inghetat apele la propriu.
Saptamina mea incepe martea. Asa ca m-am trezit cu noaptea-n cap, la 6 jumatate, cind era intuneric-intuneric afara si frig-frig. Mai bine-asa decit ploaie, ma incurajez eu. Dupa ora de olandeza m-am oprit in parc si am "cules" ce vedeti mai jos.

Ratele au zburat de pe canale si lucreaza impreuna sa nu inghete apa. Unele se odihnesc pina le vine schimbul.


Acum doua saptamini anuntau cea mai calduroasa luna noiembrie din foarte multi ani. Saptamina trecuta a plouat in ura, iar pentru saptamina asta, cum se vede si cum simt (din plin), ne-a lovit un ghetar.

Dar ce e mai frumos, cind ajungi acasa, cu nasul rosu si degetele inghetate, sa bei o ciocolata fierbinte si sa-ti toarca pisica, lenes, in brate?



luni, 14 decembrie 2009

Yes, I am a planner!







Imi place sa ma organizez in liste, agende, liniute si patratele. Ma credeam haotica acum citiva ani, pina mi-am descoperit in ianuarie, in vizita de-acasa, citeva agende de prin '90 cu tot felul de liste, task-uri, to do-uri. Uitasem de toate astea. Pentru citiva ani am renuntat la astfel de organizari. Apoi am redescoperit placerea de a avea totul pus la punct intr-o agenda. Am liste cu cartile citite, filmele vazute, carti de cumparat, planuri, wishlist, telefoane si adrese, desgur, planuri pe saptamini, zile de vacanta, vizite, programul de serviciu, practic tot.
Viata mea e destul de limpede notata in agede.
Pentru anul viitor mi-am luat un Moleskine. Deja am inceput s-o utilizez, fiind pe 18 luni. Sa mai spun ca nu-mi pot inchipui cum am trait atita timp fara o agenda Moleskine?
Paginile unturii, fosnetul delicat si textura fina, colturile rotunjite, coperta neagra si moale ...m-au facut dependenta si mai activa. Este prima mea experienta cu Moleskine si cu siguranta una foarte placuta !


Voi cum va alegeti agendele?

vineri, 11 decembrie 2009

Happy Friday!



Ii multumesc zilei de astazi pentru ca:

- mi-am luat liber la scoala, dupa o saptamina agitata si foarte solicitanta;
- m-am trezit tirziuuuu si am baut cafeaua in pat - fara s-o vars pe asternuturi;
- am timp de mine;
- este ziua cu serialele preferate;
- nu ploua;
- sintem in echipa completa acasa;
- astept niste pachete cu lucruri frumoase;
- m-am jucat putin la imaginea blogului :).

marți, 8 decembrie 2009

Ce am invatat eu in ultima vreme


Scolareste, cu liniuta de la capat.

- unor oameni trebuie sa le acord mai mult timp, proceseaza mai greu, dar proceseaza pina la urma;
- sa-mi ascult intuitia si de-acum incolo, mai putin la olandeza, acolo trebuie sa retin regulile mai degraba;
- cind hotarim sa mergem la un kerstmarkt sa nu ma ma pierd printre pantofi, ci chiar sa ajungem la tirg;
- in magazinele nemtesti nu se gasesc cizme marimea 39, probabil toata suflarea feminina poarta masura asta;
- sa nu mai mergem chiar in ziua de Mos Nicolae, aka SinterKlaas, nicaieri la cumparaturi, nici macar in Germania, pentru ca e plin de olandezi si in general aglomeratie de nu se mai poate respira;
- atita timp cit am drept de vot, apai sa votez.(bine ca s-a terminat asa si nu altfel!!!)
- l-am "citit" pe Antonescu de muuuhuuhulti ani, acum au vazut si ai mei ca aveam dreptate;
- niciodata sa nu trec de la dreapta la stinga intr-o clipire (sau sorbire ca rimeaza), doar ca cineva imi zice ca ma asteapta un ditamai ciolanul aburind in farfurie. Asta inseamna moarte politica. Cine trebuie a inteles? Ma indoiesc!


Am promis blogului o renovare...vine si vremea lui curind!

La multi ani!

luni, 23 noiembrie 2009

Ieri am ales...

...sa nu votez. Prima data in viata de cind am drept de vot!

miercuri, 18 noiembrie 2009

Top Gear

Probabil ca a si trecut "valul" cu TG in Romania.
Am vazut emisiunea duminica seara pe BBC. Mi-am pus si telefonul sa ma anunte ca sa n-o pierd. Mi-au facut pofta de Transfagarasan si dor de casa...oarecum.
Am citit pe net pareri si pareri, unii suparati nevoie mare ca "nu se putea dom'le sa nu arate englezoii tiganii din Romania, chiar asa, frate??!!"
Ba pe mine nu m-a deranjat. Pentru ca reprezinta o parte a Romaniei, vrei-nu vrei. M-a intrebat o prietena de-aici, englezoaica, daca eu sint tiganca. Si sint alb-transparent. Nu m-am suparat pentru ca cel putin cei din zona asta nu au notiunea de tigan, rrom. Nu stiu ce inseamna, de fapt. Mi-a luat ceva timp pina sa-mi dau seama de asta. Socru-meu si prietena-mea m-au lamurit.
Si nu iau apararea tiganilor, mai ales ca am avut foooarte multe neplaceri din partea lor, mi-au furat, printre altele si ochelarii de soare de pe nas, pe strada. Asta se intimpla prin '97, cred. Si nici cool nu sint sa militez impotriva discriminarii cind eu stau cocotata pe-un stilp dar sint lider de opinie.
Ca sa scurtez, am vazut emisiunea. Ce n-am inteles e ce-au cautat ei in Constanta, veniti din vest, ca sa ajunga la Bucuresti si de-acolo pe Transfagarasan? Si n-am inteles nici privitul la tv cu litere de-o schioapa in rusa. Ne-ai cotropit intre timp si n-am aflat eu?

joi, 29 octombrie 2009

Tuintje in Mijn Hart

Ca sa ne facem cumva aproape-sfirsitul-de-saptamina mai colorat si mai de vara.

Damaru & Jan Smit

duminică, 25 octombrie 2009

Cea mai lunga duminica

Probabil ca foarte curind revin, macar din cind in cind. Nu sint mai desteapta sau mai frumoasa ca acum citeva luni, doar ca s-au derulat multe evenimente in tot acest timp.
Si ma gindesc si la o renovare.

vineri, 2 octombrie 2009

I Wanna Look Like Bob

Vreau sa schimb look-ul. Cu ceva mai altfel, in acord cu starea si dupa toate suisurile si coborisurile de care-am avut parte in ultimele luni si pe care le-am simtit din pliiiin si total pe pielea mea.
RASTA!
Asta ma caracterizeaza acum, chiar simt momentul rasta. Insa, dramul de ratiune care mi-a mai ramas intact m-a pus sa ma mai gindesc, sa fac un studiu de piata inaite de-a ma arunca.
Printre altele am gasit si rindurile de mai jos, fapt care m-a pus pe ginduri putin, recunosc.


Let's Be Dreadheads

Okeydokey. For temporary rasta hair you've come to the right place. I got a few of these tips from a guy I met at Queen's University. He had quite the unique style. . . there's something about a guy who wears sandals. Anyway, follow these steps:
1. Damaged hair works best. So, say your hair is dyed or bleached and you ususally douse it with conditioner (girls!)to make it look purdy. Well, skip the conditioner and go to sleep on your hair when it's still wet so you wake up with messy head in the morning.
2. Short to medium length hair (above shoulders) also works best when doing temporary dreads.
3. Wake up, stumble into the bathroom and look at yourself. Don't scream. . . it'll be alright. Now, take a bandana and start rubbing your hair with it vigorously. Keep doing this until your hair stands on end or it looks like a really big rat's nest. Make sure your hair is evenly poofed. How long this will take varies with the length and damagedness of the hair.
4. Once you have fuzzy hair, you can use one of two adhesives to keep your dreads in. For the really temporary(fraidy cat!) person, any mega hold gel will do. For the more serious temp. dread seeker, non-toxic washable white glue is ideal. (You know, the stuff you used to use in grade 5). No wood glue or other serious sticky shit unless you want your hair to crisp off.
5. Don't worry about making your hair look even or neat or anything like that. Make it messy! That's the whole point. Divide your hair into sections and kind of roll it and twist it with gel/glue until you like how it looks.
6. Well done. You now have temporary dreads.
* * * Before washing out the glue, soak your head in warm water first. It makes life easier : ) * * *
For Permanent Dreadlocks
Disclaimer: I did not tell you this!
Basically, you do the same thing. The guy I met (Gavin) had permanent dreads. It took him three half hour TVshows to get his hair the proper texture to make dreads. Then, he used honey to twist his hair into dreads, evenly, which looks alittle more "conservative" (if you could ever call rasta hair conservative)but still won't go over well in a job interview. The only hair maintenence he has is to twist the dreads every day, without more honey or anything'cause that shit is sticky (!) and, no. . . he does not wash his hair.

marți, 12 mai 2009

despre cum m-a plesnit astazi universul peste ochi

Imi place sa cred ca nu sint de fel ranchiunoasa si suspicioasa, dar recunosc faptul ca uneori imi fac scenarii si presupuneri in cap care bat mai mult sau mai putin cu realitatea, cind se intimpla.
Si-acum incepe povestea....
Pe la inceputul lui decembrie am facut online o comanda la vreo 10 cd-uri si dvd-uri care aveau destinatia finala Romania, in ianurarie cind urma sa ajung. Mi-am luat suficient timp inainte sa le primesc si sa-mi indeplinesc misiunea cu succes, nefiind pentru mine. Ce s-a intimplat a depasit cu mult toate presupunerile mele....Din cele 10 au urcat cu mine in avion doar trei, daca nu doua. Toata povestea s-a intins precum pelteaua pina in aprilie cind, rasuflind usurata si cu mina tremurinda, am dat si ultimul dvd. Ultimul primit, dar nu ultimul de pe lista pentru ca intre timp ma anuntasera intr-un mail ca nu mai exista in stoc, nicaieri in lumea asta mare cd-ul X, evident cu scuzele de rigoare. Daaaar, asta dupa ce am avut cu ei un schimb, ce-i drept prietenos, de emailuri. Si in final au zis ca-mi pun in cont banii pe cd-ul de negasit, fapt care s-a si intimplat.
Acum o saptamina le-am mai dat o sansa. Am comandat de data asta niste carti, cinci ca numar. Mi-au indicat data limita de trimitere intre cinci si sapte zile lucratoare. De data asta am zis ca o sa tai fiecare ze cu cutitul pe tocul usii. Spre surprinderea mea, mi-au trimis una dintre carti cu viteza fulgerului. Am zis ca e manevra, nisip in ochi, si am continuat sa numar.... Azi-dimineata mi-am verficat contul....nici un mail de instiintare...aha...mi-am facut in cap planul de atac, ii mai las pina miine sa se faca 8 zile si le trimit un email in care imi exprim marea dezamagire, cum se poate ca un asa site cu pretentii, magazin online de succes sa se ocupe cu asa ceva...tototot am pregatit...in cap si asteptam sa se faca dimineata de poimiine sa le scriu.
Acum seara mi-am verificat mailul...sa mai spun ca oamenii sint "de bine"? Mi-au expediat comanda!!!! Sint rosie pina-n virful urechilor de rusine ce-mi e la obraz ca m-am pripit in mintea mea si i-am balacarit asa...sper ca nu mi-am atras energie negativa :)
Acum ma duc sa ma uit la caraghiosii de olandezi la Eurovision. Sint in semnifinale si ei spera sa treaca...Shiiiiineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

joi, 12 martie 2009

boekenweek - saptamina cartii

De ieri a inceput in Olanda saptamina cartii. Ce presupune? E suficient sa-mi procur carti in valoare de 11,50 euro, primesc o carte gratis - "Een Tafel vol Vlinders" - Tim Krabbe - si duminica 15 martie cartea respectiva imi este biletul de tren pe orice ruta, distanta, in Olanda.
Un mod destept de a pune lumea sa citeasca, sa-si vinda cartile, sa-si faca publicitate si toata lumea sa iese cistigata din actiune.
Tema din acest an este "cip-cirip" - "TJIELP TJIELP - De literaire zoo"
Pe linga aceasta "oferta" se vor - de fapt au si inceput - desfasura diverse actiuni.

Big Brother

Traiesc in tara care a inventat Big Brother, Golden Kooi si alte emisiuni asisderea. De cind am venit am remarcat ferestrele mari cit peretele si de cele mai multe ori fara perdea sau jaluzele. Pur si simplu ferestre goale. Seara cind aprind luminile, ferestrele ramin la fel - neacoperite. Asa ca i-am surprins la masa, uitindu-se la televizor, in fata calculatorului, pregatind cina, cam in orice ipostaza casnica. La inceput a fost fascinant. Un alt reality show. Olandezii - natie de "exhibitionisti"? Stiu ca in orice film olandez exista cel putin o secventa de sex, ca la televizor arata orice fara cenzura, beau sampanie in direct, se saruta, isi anunta nevoile fiziologice in timpul stirilor si asa, deci ce mare minune ca stau cu ferestrele largi "deschise"?
Aveam nevoie totusi de o explicatie logica a fenomenului.Asta pina-ntr-o zi cind am realizat ce se intimpla. Satula de 10 zile de ploaie fara oprire m-am trezit ridicind jaluzelele. In toata casa! Feresterle mele cit peretii au ramas goale, dezbracate, nude! Da, ai nevoie de lumina, de orice raza de lumina, de orice strop. Lumina inseamna bucurie, stare de bine, intunericul inseamna depresie. Si cum aici ploua mai mult decit toate celelalte fenomene meteo la un loc, evident ca orice picatura de lumina e expoatata. Si-atunci de ce si seara? Pentru ca au pisici, pentru ca pisicile se uita pe geam.Simplu, nu?

miercuri, 18 februarie 2009

in papuci de turta dulce

Beau ceai de musetel, ma gindesc la criza, imi scutur capul a negare si ascult "Ik hou van jou" gindindu-ma ca indiferent cite crize, ploi, tunete, fulgere, alizee, ninsori si calduri insuportabile vor trece, noi nu ne vom schimba. Esential.

Ik hou van jou
Alleen van jou
Ik kan niet leven
In een wereld zonder jou!
Waar ik ook ben
Ik hoor je stem
Ik kan je zomaar niet vergeten

Neem mij weer in je armen
Laat mij je hart verwarmen
Ik wil je alles geven
Ik hou zo veel van jou

Jij hoort bij mij
Alleen bij mij
Dat zijn die woorden
Die je eens tegen me zei
Ik ben zo alleen
Waar moet ik heen
Waar is die tijd van toen gebleven

Neem mij weer in je armen
Laat mij je hart verwarmen
Ik wil je alles geven
Ik hou zo veel van jou

Ik hou van jou
Alleen van jou
Ik kan niet leven in een wereld zonder jou!
Ik hou van jou

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jtJC54JJBPU

(asta nu e chiar varianta care-mi place, dar n-o gasesc pe youtube.)

Recomand mult de tot "The Visitor". Mai ales celor care au ales sa traiasca in alta parte decit Romania. O sa intelegeti!

marți, 10 februarie 2009

Survivor Tocantins

Google-ul mi-a zis ca multi care au cautat Survivor au aterizat aici . Bine, intre noi fie vorba si cei care sint amatori de dogging s-au prezentat la usa blogului meu in numar mare, dar sa nu dam din casa.
Booon... cred ca am mai zis ca "Salut, sint DeUnDutchable si sint dependenta de show-uri tv" " Salut, DeUnDutchable!"
Astept de cind s-a terminat sezonul precedent acest moment....Survivor Tocanitis!!!!

Premieres Thursday, February 12, 8:00pm ET/PT

(aproape ca ma ia cu lesin de nerabdare!!!!)
Da, am vazut toate, totutele sezoane, am facut maratoane de "Survivor" ca sa recuperez. Hai ca poti, inca un pas si gata...pentru ca apoi vine tortura din fiecare saptamina asteptind noul episod, dar asta este deja altceva.


18th Installment of the Hit Television Series Premieres in High-Definition on Thursday, Feb. 12
CBS today announced the 16 castaways who will compete on SURVIVOR: TOCANTINS — THE BRAZILIAN HIGHLANDS, when the 18th installment of the Emmy Award-winning series premieres Thursday, Feb. 12 (8:00-9:00 PM, ET/PT) on the CBS Television Network.
SURVIVOR: TOCANTINS will prove to be one of the most rugged locations ever visited and the only relief from these harsh conditions will be a river oasis known as the Rio Novo. Left stranded in the majestic interior of Brazil for 39 days, these castaways will battle scorching temperatures, torrential downpours, and dangerous wildlife all in an effort to outwit, outplay, and outlast one another in order to win the title of Sole Survivor.
This season, the castaways will be divided into two separate tribes from the very beginning and these diverse individuals must immediately begin their game based solely on their first impressions of each other. In advance of any formal introduction and before the castaways speak their first words to each other, one person from each tribe will be chosen to remain behind and will not continue with their group on the journey that lies ahead. Will this mean the end for these two individuals or will they get a second chance to make a first impression?


SURVIVOR: TOCANTINS – THE BRAZILIAN HIGHLANDS is hosted by Emmy Award-winning host Jeff Probst and produced by SEG, Inc. Mark Burnett is executive producer and David Burris and Leisa Francis are co-executive producers.

sursa : http://tocantins.survivor.com/ - aici gasiti si protagonistii.

cam asta am avut de spus...acum mai am un episod din "The Mentalist", o alta noua maaaare pasiune de-a mea.

carti,filme,flori,fete sau baieti

Nu stiu daca am mai zis, am venit din Ro cu 10 kilograme in plus la bagaje, kilograme sub forma de carti. Drept pentru care imi neglijez iubitul, imi neglijez pisicile si nu dorm pentru ca sint multe, bune si eu nerabdatoare. Si unde mai pui ca mai sint si filme de vazut si muzici de ascultat.
Azi-noapte am terminat "Eseuri de indragostit" (Alain de Botton) pe care o recomand cu cea mai mare caldura. Este o carte minunata despre relatia dintre un barbat si o femeie, relatie radiografiata pina in maduva de el. Nu spun mai multe sa nu stric surpriza si nici talentata nu sint. De acelasi autor, Alain de Botton, "Sex, shopping si un roman".La fel, m-a cucerit iremediabil. Povesti de dragoste, filozofie,psihanaliza,umor,gelozie,dezamagire,zi de zi. Nu pierdeti timpul citindu-le.
Si o alta carte cu care mi-am petrecut timpul in cel mai frumos mod cu putinta este "Istoria iubirii" a lui Nicole Krauss. Este labirintica, trista, tandra, cu destine si generatii care se impletesc. Drept pentru care am pus pe lista de comenzi o alta carte a americancei "Man walks into a room".
Am terminat si de-acum celebra "Eat, pray,love" (Elizabeth Gilbert) la care ma impotmolisem in India. Este o carte scrisa curat, care pe mine m-a linistit si m-a facut mai calma si parca am inceput sa citaresc vorbele/faptele ceva mai mult. Poate e doar o toana. Dar iti deschide cumva apetitul de invatat o limba straina, sa te descoperi si altfel. "Duioasa" este cuvintul acestei carti.
Pregatite de citit sint o alta Botton - "DEspre farmecul lucrurilor plictisitoare" si Jonathan safran Foer (sotul lui Nicole Krauss - dar fara nici o legatura de acest gen am ales cartea) " Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close". Asta asa, sa le mai alternez ro-engl. Si pentru ca mi-a deschis Leah apetitul am pe lista si "Remember me" - Sophie Kinsella.

In weekend am vazut si trei filme, am inteles ca doua sint in batalia pentru statuia poleita. "The Wrestler" care mi s-a parut foarte bine facut si cu o coloana sonora jos palaria, "The Reader" care mi-a placut foarte mult, geniala pelicula si "The Invisible" cu un baiat aflat in limbo, la limita dintre viata si moarte, dupa ce-l atacase o colega de scoala, care se dovedeste singura in putere sa-l ajute sa-si continue viata. Si cu o actrita nascuta in Leningrad, Margarita Levieva. N-a fost tocmai rau filmul.
Pe lista de asteptare am iar citeva candidate la Oscar (din auzite ca n-am consultat nominalizarile) : "Slumdog Millionaire", "Grand Torino", "Revolutionary Road", "The Visitor", "Match Point", "Married Life".

La muzichii nu ma mai satur de Anouk, Metallica (mai vechiuta, de pe vremea mea..hihihi) si Jethro Tull.

Afara ploua de doua zile cu cazanele si mie mi-e primavara, ceea ce va doresc si voua! :)

sâmbătă, 7 februarie 2009

Confessions of a Shopaholic

Wow...ce vad eu???!!! Exaaact....ta-daaaammm :

"Confessions of a Shopaholic" (2009)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZYYCSEV-i1Y

a fost lansat acum doua zile in Statele Unite, saptamina viitoare ajunge si la Pathe-ul nostru. Nici ca se poate mai bine!!!

vineri, 6 februarie 2009

Restante

Am promis solemn, si nu o singura data, ca o sa vin cu impresii de la festival. Incepusem sa scriu - si numai in gind - dar pina la urma am inceput lupta cu raceala (si inca ne mai razboim) si m-am rezumat la citit de bloguri.
Citeva cuvinte, totusi....
Cu toate ca mi-am luat bilete relativ din primele zile am auzit de nenumarate ori "sold out" gggrrrr...asa ca am ratat niste filme care s-au dovedit "de festival". M-am dus la casa cu tot programul, casute markuite, cu second option, deci pregatita. Si tot am dat ceva rateuri. In fine, ideea e ca m-am simtit norocoasa (pentru al treilea ani) ca am fost la festival din pozitia sezut.
"Service" - film asiatic. Brillante Mendoza zice ca s-a inspirat dintr-un caz real. Mizerie, sex in toate felurile si pozitiile numai normal nu, o afacere de familie, nu prospera ci doar sa-si duca zilele, concesii pina sus si-napoi, si un copil de 6 ani obisnuit sa asiste la scene de sex oral sau anal. Un cinematograf - pe numele sau "Fmaily" - pentru adulti in care gay-ii se negociau si se vindeau si astfel toata lumea era fericita, contraste peste contraste. L-am notat cu 3, ca am fost indulgenta si a fost primul film vazut dupa ce ratasem unul pe motiv de sold out. 3 din 5, adica de vazut.
"Je veux voir" - film libanez cu o invitata speciala, Catherine Deneuve. Distributia a fost completata de un actor libanez, pe numele sau Rabih. Ea vorbitoare de franceza, el de engleza, pusi sa descopere Libanul dupa razboiul din 2006. Din cite am inteles de la regizori initial s-a vrut un scurt-metraj, sau mediu-metraj, documentar-fictiune. Le-a reusit cu mici exceptii, mai ales la final cind au lungit putin pelteaua cu niste imagini si explicatii in plus. Dar asta sa le fie pacatul. S-a mers pe script si pe ceva improvizatie. pe mine m-a impresionat. Si asa am mai aflat si lucruri noi de care habar n-aveam. Catherine si Rabiah au avut un dialog excelent la inceput, in masina, cind el ii explica faptul ca acea cladire verde e distrusa la razboiul din 2006 si cea de linga la razboiul dinainte. Faptul ca razboiul aduce haos, si cu toate legile, chiar si cele de circulatie, nimeni nu le mai respecta. La ce bun sa-ti mai pui centura cind ei au supravietuit unui razboi? Ideea e ca libanezii au in aluatul lor puterea sa se ridice, sa se scuture de ruine, sa le arunce in mare si sa-si inceapa viata de la capat. Am notat filul cu 4 - merita vazut.
"Boogie" - cel romanesc. Am tinut sa-l vad. Traducerea a fost cam slabuta. Stiiiiu, stiu ca e destul de greu sa traduci exact unele cuvinte/expresii din romana si sa fie redate cu aceeasi putere, dar se putea mai bine. Nu stiu cum se fac traducerile astea. Film fara pic de actiune. Asteptam sa se cam intimple ceva si nimic. S-a mers pe conturarea caracterelor si cred ca aici mi-a cistigat mie atentia. Cum nuantam noi fiecare vorba, cuvint, cit de repede ne pierdem increderea si cit de repede trisam si ce usor e sa-ti inseli partenerul/a doar ca, ce paula mea, ai ocazia si nu trebuie ratata. Mi-a dat nervi la noua jumatate dimineata filmul si de-asta m-a cistigat. Dialog cam fara noima la inceput. Din spirit national l-am notat cu 5 - foarte bun. Dar nu chiar merita, poate 4.:)
"Dogging - a love story"-film englezesc. Ei da, cu filmul asta, in ochii mei, festivalul si-a pierdut virginitatea! Iar am aflat ceva nou, de data asta din cultura urbana, ca sa zic asa...Ce inseamna dogging? Inseamna sex in locuri publice, in masina. A fost o comedie de neluat in serios, primul lung-metraj al lui Simon Ellis care a venit mahmur la proiectie, cu o sticla de apa la purtator si cu mult umor...englezesc, desigur (pe care eu - umorul - il apreciez asa de mult).A venit si cu cele doua actrite, frumoase si rusinoase. Si a mai spus ca s-a documentat vreo trei ani pentru dogging, dar n-a dat amanunte. S-o fi documentat faptic? Anwayz, l-am notat cu 4, pentru ca a fost distractiv si nu trebuia luat chiar in serios. Usor comercial, zic.
Deocamdata ma opresc aici. Am aruncat pareri scrise la cald (de la febra) si cu ficatul agresat de atitea paracetamoale 500 cu cofe4ina care ma tin treaza pina tirziu.

Si trecu si ianuarie!

duminică, 1 februarie 2009

Jerichow/Last Conversation


Jerichow


Germany 2008
Director
Christian Petzold
Producer
Michael Weber

Florian Koerner von Gustorf
Scenario
Christian Petzold
Cast
Benno Fürmann

Nina Hoss

Hilmi Sözer
Photography
Hans Fromm
Editor
Bettina Böhler
Art design
Kade Gruber, Bettina Böhler
Length
93'

Even in his contemporary remake of The Postman Always Rings Twice Petzold reveals himself to be a precise and merciless film maker of interpersonal confrontations in a desolate East Germany.In this contemporary version of The Postman Always Rings Twice, Christian Petzold allows the dishonourably discharged Afghanistan veteran Thomas to return to his home village of Jerichow. His mother has died and he decides to live in her house. Petzold immediately plays it hard with a creditor coming for his pound of flesh. Then by chance the Turkish-German owner of 45 snack bars turns up in Thomas' life and takes him on as a driver. The businessman, hard and suspicious, reveals himself to be a jealous husband who abuses his beautiful young German wife. Thomas immediately falls for her. A classic drama is born.Petzold sketches less direct action and suspense in this dramatic thriller. Minimal information about the characters' backgrounds makes them initially as unpredictable as Petzold's unexpected plot turns. The film is situated in an economically backward area on the north coast of former East Germany, as a result of which the surroundings themselves evoke the necessary unease. As the viewer spends a lot of time guessing the real motives of the three protagonists, the result is a cunning cat-and-mouse game that has to culminate in a dramatic finale. Petzold, one of the most talented of today's German directors, has in fact made with Jerichow a reprise of his Wolfsburg (2004), in which Nina Höss and Benno Fürmann also play leading roles.


Last Conversation

Netherlands 2009
Director
Noud Heerkens
Producer
Rob Vermeulen
Scenario
Noud Heerkens, Jacqueline Epskamp
Photography
Richard van Oosterhout
Editor
Merel Notten
Art design
Diana van de Vossenberg
Length
75'

Saying that Johanna ter Steege shines in this feature debut by short film maker Noud Heerkens is an understatement. In one spectacular long take (shot with 25 cameras), she plays the tragic figure of the proud, but jilted lover.Noud Heerkens (1954) has for years played an important role in the Dutch film world - as a teacher at several art academies, as a producer and compiler of film programmes and festivals, but above all as a maker of videos, installations, dance films and short experimental films, such as Erasmus Spitzen/Crossing a Bridge on Points, which can be seen as an ode to Rotterdam's Erasmus Bridge.In 2008, he shot his first full-length feature, Last Conversation. Heerkens posed an enormous challenge for his protagonist Johanna ter Steege and his crew: the whole film was shot in one long take. Cameraman Richard Oosterhout mounted 25 fixed cameras on the car from which the career woman Anna makes one last phone call to her lover. He had ended their extramarital affair a few days before. Anna, a self-assured woman with a good job, is not used to being a victim of other people's decisions. During the long, dramatic car ride she fiercely resists her feelings of humiliation, loss and sorrow.Unlike previous one-take feature films that have been realised since the advert of digital video, from Sokurov's Russian Ark (2003) to the Brazilian Still Orangutans (2007), Heerkens concentrates on one person and one character. As a result, the emphasis is on concentration. This makes the achievement of all those involved even more impressive. (GT)


http://www.filmfestivalrotterdam.com/en.aspx

vineri, 30 ianuarie 2009

Boogie/I Am from Titov Veles

Boogie

Romania 2008
Director
Radu Muntean
Producer
Dragos Vilcu
Scenario
Alexandru Baciu, Razvan Radulescu, Radu Muntean
Cast
Dragos Bucur

Anamaria Marinca

Mimi Branescu

Adrian Vancica
Photography
Tudor Lucaciu
Editor
Alexandru Radu
Length
98'

A 'generation film' about 30-somethings in Romania who deal with totally different issues than those of their parents. The businessman Bogdan (alias Boogie) is on a holiday with his family at the Black Sea and bumps into two old friends with whom he hopes to re-live the good old days.Radu Muntean became internationally known thanks to the success of his second feature film The Paper Will Be Blue (2006), a reflection upon the night of the Romanian revolution in December 1989. Boogie presents a picture of his own generation of 30-year-olds in present-day Romania.Hard-working businessman Bogdan (Dragos Bucur) spends 1 May in Constanta on the Black Sea coast with his young family. His wife Smarande (Anamaria Marinca, known for her role in 4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days by Cristian Mungiu) nags at him because he doesn't take his task as father seriously enough. Bogdan (alias Boogie) bumps into Sorin and Iordache, two old friends of his here on the coast. After a quarrel with Smarande, Boogie goes to his friends and the three men hit the town and chase the girls just like they used to...Radu Muntean wrote the script together with Razvan Radulescu, a writer known for several outstanding Romanian New Wave films, and Alex Baciu. The excellent, raw cinematography reflecting a variety of moods was done by Tudor Lucaciu. A strong 'generation film' that shows how totally different are the issues that today's young people deal with compared to those of their parents. (LC)


I Am from Titov Veles

Macedonia, Denmark 2007
Director
Teona Mitevska
Producer
Labina Mitevska

Setareh Farsi

Behrooz Hashemian

Diana Elbaum

Sébastien Delloye

Danijel Hocevar

Olivier Rausin
Scenario
Teona Strugar Mitevska
Cast
Labina Mitevska

Nikolina Kujaca

Ana Kostovska
Photography
Virginie Saint Martin
Editor
Jacques Witta
Art design
Vuk Mitevski, Olivier Meidinger
Length
102'

The village Titov Veles, named after the dictator Tito, is the location of a polluting steel factory, but the villagers may well have been more damaged by the past. Three sisters know that change is disastrous, but living together is unbearable. Delightful and worrying pictures from the Balkans.Teona Mitevska is a familiar face in Rotterdam. In 2004 her intriguing feature début How I Killed a Saint took part in the Tiger Award Competition. Like that film, I Am from Titov Veles is a family production by the Mitevska sisters and brother, who largely represent the talented new generation of Macedonian film makers. Sister Labina produced the film and plays the role of the younger sister Afrodita while brother Vuk was the production designer responsible for the beautiful mood and colourful set design.Mitevska’s magic-realistic narrative follows three sisters in the village of Titov Veles (named after the dictator Tito and now only known as ‘Veles’) in Macedonia. The adult sisters live in a ramshackle cottage on a green hill. The city and its inhabitants have been damaged by the past and by the heavily polluting steel factory that blows deadly lead particles straight into the houses.Mitevska’s camera follows the sisters at a beautifully slow tempo as they wrestle with their lives, with their futures and with each other. With all their mutual differences, the sisters represent turbulent Macedonian society pulling itself together after years of disunity. People flee desperately into chemically or naturally induced hallucinations and into love for one night. This atmospheric Mitevska production was supported by the Hubert Bals Fund. (LC)

http://www.filmfestivalrotterdam.com/en.aspx

miercuri, 28 ianuarie 2009

Je veux voir

Je veux voir


Director
Joana Hadjithomas

Khalil Joreige
Producer
Edouard Mauriat

Georges Schoucair

Tony Arnoux
Scenario
Joana Hadjithomas, Khalil Joreige
Cast
Catherine Deneuve

Rabih Mroué
Photography
Julien Hirsch
Editor
Enrica Gattolini
Length
76'

Roadmovie in which the directors, who also made a photo book about Beirut, allow their regular actor Rabih Mroué accompanied by Catharine Deneuve to take a car trip around destroyed parts of the Lebanon. Painful portrait of a country that, despite all the destruction, has maintained its beauty and hope.Can you put a famous actress who is in Lebanon for a gala into a car and drive around southern Lebanon through the destruction of a civil war? In the first scenes of I Want to See, the crew has its doubts about this undertaking, but Catherine Deneuve, who plays herself, simply says: 'Je veux voir.' After which the well-known Lebanese actor Rabih Mroue ('My name means "Spring"') drives her past ruins, shot-up villages and endless plains of rubble. In the meantime, he confesses to her that he knows whole passages of her dialogues by heart. Slowly, a bond emerges between the two.Joana Hadjithomas and Khalil Joreige previously made A Perfect Day (2005). I Want to See is, just like Our Beloved Month of August, a film within a film. It looks as if Deneuve has agreed to take part in the film and the makers basically don't yet know what they're going to do. In the meantime, the directors play a subtle game with the viewer. An official bans them from filming beside a destroyed building, the crew jumps into view when Mroue drives the car into a suspected minefield, we sometimes see the world from the car and sometimes we look into the car. The change in perspective increases the distance between the characters and reality and leaves the viewer with the question: Is there room for art in such a devastated world?

http://www.filmfestivalrotterdam.com/en.aspx

Dogging: A Love Story/Better Things

Dogging: A Love Story

United Kingdom 2009
Director
Simon Ellis
Producer
Allan Niblo

James Richardson
Scenario
Brock Norman Brock, Michael J. Groom
Cast
Luke Treadway

Kate Heppell

Michael Socha

Richard Riddell

Sammy Dobson
Photography
Rob Hardy
Editor
Simon Ellis
Art design
Sami Kahn
Length
103'

Self-assured feature début set in north-eastern England following several characters looking for love, intimacy and sex in public places. In a fresh, lively style, not without humour, the film sketches a picture of the morals of young English people.In the north-east of England an ensemble of characters united by amorous misadventure search for love in all the wrong places. Dan is a university graduate who, having so far failed to secure work as a journalist, sleeps on the sofa of his cousin’s plush city centre flat. He investigates the phenomenon of dogging (sex in cars) via the Internet. While browsing the chat rooms he makes the acquaintance of ‘HORNY GEORDIE LASS’ and finds himself pretending to be the dogging expert that he clearly is not.His career-minded girlfriend Tanya is tired of his lack of ambition. Dan's cousin Rob is an overconfident estate agent who boasts of dogging experience and, like Tanya, takes great pleasure in ridiculing the Internet approach to journalism. Convinced that Dan needs to ditch Tanya and start living, he wastes no time in suggesting he experience the dogging scene for himself. Rob’s current partner Sarah also enjoys carefree, al fresco sex. Living nearby with her over-protective father, Laura lives an exciting life via Internet chat rooms as ‘HORNY GEORDIE LASS’. She is meanwhile pursued by Jim. Charismatically persistent, he thinks nothing of haplessly approaching girls for a phone number and maybe a kiss or a cuddle.Dogging: A Love Story is a quietly comic take on sex, danger, jealousy and 21st century romance in the great dark outdoors. (EH)


Better Things

United Kingdom, Germany 2008
Director
Duane Hopkins
Producer
Samm Haillay

Rachel Robey

Helge Albers
Scenario
Duane Hopkins
Cast
Rachel McIntyre

Emma Cooper

Liam McIlfatrick

Betty Bunch

Frank Bench
Photography
Lol Crawley
Editor
Chris Barwell
Art design
Jamie Leonard
Length
93'


One of the best films from the UK last year. Duane Hopkins made a detailed, beautifully photographed study of the lives of several characters in which stalking, deceit and drug use finally mean something else: love, or the lack of it. Widely praised feature début.After two prize-winning short films, Duane Hopkins made his début as a feature director with Better Things (previously a CineMart project in Rotterdam), with which he pursued a long British tradition of cinematographic social realism. At the same time, he gives his very own take on it.Hopkins shows three relationships of inconspicuous lovers who are all in a crisis. There's a schoolgirl who is pestered by her jealous ex-boyfriend. There's the older married couple who are still tormented by an event from the past they cannot discuss, living in a permanent state of cold war with each other. And there are the two young lovers who are in danger of succumbing to their inability to resist the seduction of hard drugs.Hopkins avoids melodramatic or politically charged class consciousness. He does not tell a story from A to Z, but zooms in on the moments that are decisive in life. With determined precision, he seeks in each of his characters the emotional price that is paid for deeds of which they have not estimated the impact in advance. The observations do not seek a classical climax, but form more of an unprejudiced 'close study' of mutual dependence and the lack of an individual course. And is it far-fetched to compare the heroin intoxication of some of the protagonists with the languid, subtle, warmly photographed style of the film? (EH)

sursa (aceeasi) : http://www.filmfestivalrotterdam.com/en.aspx

repet, in zilele urmatoare parerile mele.

marți, 27 ianuarie 2009

Service/Rain of the Children

Service

Director
Brillante Mendoza
Producer
Ferdinand Lapuz

Didier Costet
Scenario
Armando Lao, Boots Agbayani Pasto
Cast
Gina Pareño Dan Alvaro

Mercedes Cabral

Julio Diaz

Bobby Jerome Go

Roxanne Jordan

Jacklyn Jose

Kristoffer King

Coco Martin
Photography
Odyssey Flores
Editor
Claire Villa-Real
Art design
Harley Alcasid, Deans Habal
Length
94'

An incomplete, or you could say over complete, family runs a shabby family cinema in Manila. Business is far from booming so they facilitate extra services of a sexual nature. The film is frank and virtuoso. Filled with lust, life and the inevitable bustle of the city. Mendoza made the competition at Cannes with it.The old cinema in the centre of Manila is called Family. It becomes clear soon after the beginning of this film just how ironic that is. Maybe the cinema was once a beautiful entertainment centre for the whole family, but that must have been a long time ago. Now the building is in decay in every respect and most visitors don't come primarily for the films. Even if they venture into the auditorium, they don't look at the screen. The auditorium is the domain of male prostitutes and they openly serbis (service) their customers there.The real story of the film is, however, set in the lobbies and offices - offices that have really been turned into living rooms. It's the story of the Pineda family, which really is a family, that bravely tries to keep things going. It focuses on the divorced mother Nayda, a beautiful role by Jaclyn Jose. It's a characteristic of new Filipino cinema that major roles are being written for the great actresses of the former generation. Together with her sons, daughter, nephews and other relatives, Nayda runs the cinema. The film follows the secret and less secret activities of the relatives in a lively and authentic way, while in the background the big city is permanently audible.Alongside Jaclyn Jose is another major player and that is the building itself, of which the director exploited all possible nooks and crannies. (GjZ)

Rain of the Children

New Zealand 2008
Director
Vincent Ward
Producer
Vincent Ward

Marg Slater

Tainui Stephens
Scenario
Vincent Ward
Cast
Miriama Rangi

Rena Owen

Temuera Morrison

Taungaroa Emile
Photography
Leon Narbey, Adam Clark
Editor
Chris Plummer
Art design
Shayne Radford
Length
101'

Both ode and farewell to the Maori woman Puhi, who was also filmed by the director 30 years previously, when he was still very young. The result is an attractively designed documentary with personal reflections but also fictional elements with which he unravels the mystery.At the age of 21, the naive Vincent Ward met Maori Puhi (almost 80) who led a secluded life with her schizophrenic son Nikki in the outback of New Zealand. He stayed with them for nearly 2 years and used it as the subject for his award-winning observational documentary In Spring One Plants Alone. Thirty years later, he returns to get answers to all the questions still open about the woman who allowed him into her life, but remained silent about her painful past. Ward's expedition quickly grows into a penetrating film version of the greater story of a Maori tribe that surrendered itself to the Tuhu prophet Rua Kenana, who compared their fate with that of the Jews. A turbulent and often violent story was to follow. Rua chose Puhi as the wife for one of his sons and at the age of 14 she had the first of her 14 children. Apart from the youngest, they all died or were taken away from her.Ward combines archive material from his first film with eyewitness accounts from relatives and tribal members still alive and detailed fictional scenes in which several dramatic moments from Puhi’s life are performed by professional actors. With Rain of Children, he is making up Puhi’s last will and testament. He comes to understand why Puhi and her tribe thought that a curse rested on her and he is finally able to let her go. (EH)

Sursa : http://www.filmfestivalrotterdam.com/en.aspx

(o sa povestesc dupa festival ce-am vazut,placut,simtit)

duminică, 25 ianuarie 2009

Iubesc Rotterdamul! cel putin saptamina asta

M-am intors din casa lui Big Brother in care orice misca, se telefoneaza si se smseaza e ascultat,inregistrat si pastrat. M-am intors, asta voiam sa spun.
De ce iubesc ... Rotterdamul (si nu femeile)?
Pentru ca azi mi-am petrecut ziua la Boeken Festijn in Ahoy, un tirg de carti, de la care am plecat cu doua sacose pline ochi.
Si pentru ca de miine pina duminica sint la Festivalul International de Film din acelasi Rotterdam.
Pai mai pot sa-mi doresc ceva?

joi, 8 ianuarie 2009

kortaf

Strasnic te mai invirte mintea.Te joaca cum vrea ea, te invirteste, te suceste, te baga la centrifugat si apoi ... descurca-te.

Sint cam trista zilele astea.

Mi-am facut 70% din bagaj, tot prea mare dupa doua trieri, reorganizari, renuntari, cintariri. mai vad miine, sint doar niste haine pina la urma. Cadourile nici nu se discuta. Primesc doua-trei telefoane pe zi de la ai mei. Sa-mi zica diverse si termina cu un "abia astept". Sint atit de tonici!

Pina azi nu ajunsesem prin magazine,eh, nu singura, nu la haine. Reduceri, deci nici macar nu m-a costat o avere tot ce-am luat.

Am stat 5 minute sa-mi dau seama cum se aprinde farul de la bicicleta. A fost prima oara cind am mers pe intuneric. A se repeta!

Vineri, dupa aterizare, mi s-a promis ca ne vom opri direct la Diverta. Minunat.

Dupa doua saptamini de vacanta vreau sa incep voluntariatul si celelate si sa vorbesc cursiv olandeza, nu sa-mi traduc mai intii. Stiu, cere timp.

marți, 6 ianuarie 2009

?

Cred ca in momentul in care ti-ai amintit tot ce-ai facut in viata ai cam terminat socotelile pe lumea asta. Asta sa fie ca un semnal sau o avertizare?
Daaar, daca filmul se deruleaza pe repede inainte si nici nu mai ai timp sa te gindesti ca s-a terminat, doar vezi ca nu mai vezi?
Hmmm...

duminică, 4 ianuarie 2009

Nu mi-e frica de bau-bau :)

Ce-as face daca nu mi-ar fi frica...

Mai intii lista mea cu "frici":

-telefonul - pentru ca in ultimii ani a sunat de citeva ori "neinvitat" si evident mi-a adus cele mai proaste vesti cu putinta. Cind suna stiind ca n-am ce apel sa primesc imi provoaca o neliniste totala, iar inima o ia razna. La reteta data mai adaug si ceva sechele de cind lucram intr-o anumita...hmmm...sa-i zic institutie si trebuia sa raspund prezent si la ora 3 dimineata daca era nevoie. E inutil sa spun ca orice sonerie de la nokia 3110 (parca) ma scoate din minti.
-am avut si-un pui de frica de inaltime, drept pentru care m-am avintat si cu elicopterul sa vaz ca poci si sint doar pitici pe creier si am incercat bungee jumping din acelasi motiv, la care se adauga toate trenuletele fricii, groazei si cum se mai numesc din parcurile de distractii. Deci n-am murit!
-apa. Ei da, aici e aici ca de fapt imi place dar ma sperie. Cumva teama vine din copilarie cind m-au bagat sub apa si am inghitit atita cit sa ies lesinata. De-atunci nu-mi mai trebuie, decit balaceala de-asta la suprafata. Cred ca aveam vreo patru ani. Totusi, cu pregatirea-mi psihica necesara m-am incumetat sa fac rafting (si chiar sa-mi placa, desi prima data am stat ca lemnul de frica) si sa sar intr-un lac de peste 6 m adincime. Trebuia sa incerc si sint foarte mindra de "reusita" :)
Pentru ca niciodata nu mi-am rupt/spart miini, picioare, cap, nici nu ma gindesc sa skiez si niciodata nu voi conduce sau macar sa fiu plimbata pe motocicleta. Mi se pare cel mai nesigur mijloc de transport. Nu ma deranjeaza viteza (God bless Autobahn!) dar descoperita chiar asa in trafic mi se pare prea mult pentru ca inimioara mea sa suporte. Cu toate astea bicicleta mi se pare sigura - aici, nu si in Romania. Cel mai mult sufera iubitul meu care are carnet si asteapta da-ul meu ca sa-si cumpere. Stie ca nu se va intimpla niciodata, dar tot mai spera.
Am cam lungit pelteaua, scurt si la obiect : NU ski si NU motocicleta si daca se poate fara telefoane.

Multumesc Andreei pentru leapsa, cedez legatura Gloriei J, Leah Lusch si celorlalti oaspeti din stinga desktopului.

joi, 1 ianuarie 2009

Noul An

Mi-ar fi placut ca un nou an sa inceapa in prima zi de primavara, nu in mijlocul iernii.