this song/poem had me tearin up on the metro today… such a sad story and amazing delivery
spielberg and day-lewis talk about the role of fear in their creativity. so important to step towards it.
On September 3rd 1973, at 6:28pm and 32 seconds, a bluebottle fly capable of 14,670 wing beats a minute landed on Rue St Vincent, Montmartre. At the same moment, on a restaurant terrace nearby, the wind magically made two glasses dance unseen on a tablecloth. Meanwhile, in a 5th-floor flat, 28 Avenue Trudaine, Paris 9, returning from his best friend’s funeral, Eugène Colère erased his name from his address book. At the same moment, a sperm with one X chromosome, belonging to Raphaël Poulain, made a dash for an egg in his wife Amandine. Nine months later, Amélie Poulain was born.
WHO DOESN’T JUST FUCKING LOVE THIS MOVIE MORE THAN THEIR OWN MOTHER?
My Favorites Movies Ever: Dead Poets Society (1989)
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
When I had looked for a place in which to photograph her I had found both a playground and what looked like a dramatic Chinese landscape with bamboo and grasses and what looked like elephant grasses and I figured it looked like anywhere. And she had put on a leopard skin bathing suit so she really looked an animal crawling through the forest and I thought that would be marvelous. However, when we got there to my chagrin I found that it had rained the night before and the place was muddy, and wet, and sludgy, and black… And she was wonderful, she lay in it, she stood in it, she romped in it… she was just a delight and her hands were just covered in mud, and her knees, and legs, and UGH! And when we got through she was laughing and I was laughing.
-Eve Arnold [From Eve & Marilyn documentary]
the cinematography and acting in this were mind blowing really. these gifs capture a lot of the best parts.
