Something strange happened to me with this post.
After a couple of months since the publication of my critic about Louder than bombs, I have received a message from the platform hosting my blog to advise me that I had violated some kind of copyright.
Never happened to me before.
I guessed it was about some pictures I have published.
The post was put in the drafts section and they asked me to change the violation.
The problem was that I didn’t know which was the incriminated picture/s.
I got back to the draft to understand better and I don’t know what I did but all of a sudden my post wasn’t there anymore.
All it was left was the title.
I felt so depressed, because now I don’t have neither the strength nor the time to write it again.
And it won’t be the same post, anyway.
I am particularly sorry, because there was a nice story attached to it.
After a few minutes that I put it on line, last December, I received a message on my twitter account from Devin Druid, the actor who plays the youngest son of Gabriel Byrne and Isabelle Huppert in the movie.
Even if my post was written in Italian, he understood I wrote something super good about him, which was the case (hashtags santi subito!).
His message was a simple emoticon, a shy flushed face, and it was so cute!
I’m so sorry my words about him are gone forever…
… but well, I guess there’s nothing I could do about the old post now.
Probably I just need to be more careful about the pictures I publish (so difficult to understand who’s the photographer behind the pics you find on internet, by the way… especially the ones taken from the movies).
Meanwhile, all I can do is to strongly suggest you to watch Louder than bombs, a really great movie!
lunedì 28 dicembre 2015
lunedì 14 dicembre 2015
No, don't worry dear readers.
This is not a review of the movie 300 by Zack Snyder… especially because I can’t say I have watched it. To tell you the truth, I did, but in a very particular way. Meaning: I watched just the scenes played by Michael Fassbender, while all the rest of the movie was seen… well, fast forwarding... I know, I know, this is very bad!
I’m just using 300 movie poster because this is Zazie’s 300th post!
Yes, the little Blog de Zazie is growing up: 300 posts, almost 210.000 views, more than 600 ILIKE on the Facebook page, almost 600 followers on Twitter, almost 1.000 followers on Pinterest and all this in 6 years of activity.
For being the blog of an unknown cinema freak, this is a pretty good result, don’t you think?
To quote Jane Eyre: Do you think, because I am poor, obscure, plain and little, that I am soulless and heartless? You think wrong!
As a matter of fact, if there’s something we don’t lack here at the Blog de Zazie, is love.
For cinema and for you, dear readers!
So THANK YOU for being there, wherever you are... you're in my heart!
mercoledì 9 dicembre 2015
So, when the man who wrote with him movies like Un prophète, De rouille et d’os et Dheepan, French screen-player Thomas Bidegain, decides to write and to direct a movie of his own, of course I’m very interested to see it.
I was about to go to the avant-première of Les Cowboys, scheduled in a Pathé cinema on Monday, November 16, when November 13 happened. And the rest is history.
La sortie of the movie has been postponed of a couple of weeks. I wonder if, with a plot like this, Bidegain thought how fortunate or unfortunate his movie was to get out at this time…
|Georges (Finnegan Oldfield) and his dad (François Damiens)|
|Alain (F. Damiens)|
The determination, the persistence, the ferocious stubbornness of Alain to find Kelly (to the point of ruining what it is left of his family) is particularly disturbing.
It is also true that his need to give a sense to what it’s happening, to put a name on things that were unknown to him just the day before, could reminds us of the progressive awareness of occidental men towards the Muslim world. When the search passes from Alain to his son, things are enormously changed, and Georges experiences a further step, infinitely more complicated and intricate. The war and the economic interests, the international relationships between countries, the birth of a new kind of terrorism.
|L'Americain (John C. Reilly) and Georges (F. Oldfield)|
The cast is excellent here, with a very intense François Damiens, the comic Belgian actor who is really amazing in dramatic roles, a very good young promesse of French cinema, Finnegan Oldfield, as his son, and the always great John C. Reilly as the "American".
When the film is over (and the end is one of the most emotional ones I’ve seen lately), the last surprise: a magnificent country version of Smalltown Boy by the Bronsky Beat performed by the film-maker himself (sacré Bidegain!).
And the song lyrics sounded particularly pertinent, I have to say:
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
For the answer you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, Turn away, Run away...