Wednesday 29 April 2009

MovieReview

Ratatouille

“A nearly flawless piece of popular Art” – A.O. Scott, NY Times

Amazing! There couldn’t be another word to describe Ratatouille, the newest Pixar Animation Studios’ movie. With the finest work of art, which is a trademark of the company, Ratatouille alongside its past others big screen fellows, approaches the animations making off to the realm of Arts. Matchless quality in its every aspect, from the screenplay to the score; not even the most insignificant detail has been forgotten to compose this jealous-maker masterpiece of filmmaking.

The story follows the journey of the sympathetic rat Remy in his dream to become a great chef in nowhere less than Paris, The world Capital of the good food. Anyway his story starts in a well-known rat lifestyle – feeding from the rubbish and snitching some better samples to survive. Differently from his fellows and his own family, Remy can’t be simply  satisfied with that being a lover of good meals and with a special talent – even more for a rat – to cook.

Torn between his family’s wishes and his true calling, fate leads Remy to the sewer of Paris and the propitious place to start out his personal journey, right below his cooking hero’s famous restaurant, Auguste Gusteau. Obviously undesirable, and utmost improper to a restaurant, our hairy friend starts up a secret partnership with the non-skilled newest cook from Gusteau’s, Linguini. The rest is history: these two pals set in motion a hilarious chain of events that turns the City of Light upside down.

 Through love, friendship, failures, success, Remy felt divided between his duties to his family and his real vocation, but Remy’s personal discoveries led him to the real meaning of these concepts.

Even with these delicious ingredients, Pixar, again has created a wonderful story, wonderful animation and above all, wonderful lessons. The secret: a fine taste for good quality movies, commitment and respect to its audience. A hardly found intelligent comedy movie for everyone to watch!

Tuesday 28 April 2009

My Best Friend…

She has been my friend since she taught me calculus for the first time. Yes, she was my professor at University, but what I didn’t know was that she was about to become one of my best friends ever.

My classmates were, at that time, not those stupid assholes that they turned themselves into after that, but we were able to hold a conversation, not that much, but somehow normal. However, a normal conversation doesn’t mean a pleasant one, and my teacher felt as she was teaching the air. A door would have been livelier! I don’t remember very well how, indeed, we started the friendship, but I always have been a good student, and she was, in fact, she is an excellent teacher. I think this is enough reason for us to get to know each other better even more considering my classmates’ door-behaviour. So, naturally, we started to get closer to each other and to develop a well connected relationship. It was natural: she liked the same things I liked, we had already a connection, but between us there´s something more and this something more grew during the years of friendship…I really don’t know how to explain it, it just happened!

When I look back, I feel as this friendship has developed quickly, though it still developing and growing stronger and stronger. I hope so, I really love her. During this time I also became a closer friend with her husband, which was my professor at University as well… Nowadays, both are my best friends and I trust them completely. I love them, they are excellent people and also very important to me!

Bad times? No one… We could have had our own problems but one was always there to the other. He is my support, while she is my counsellor. In bad times of emotional difficulties, I could always count on them. She had bad moments as well, I know… But she is different, she didn’t come to me when they happen, just to have a talk when she is stressed. You know, sometimes I think I owe her…

We don’t talk too often, we don’t see each other so often either… But we are friends, real friends… My best friend! She is strong, high intelligent, a brilliant woman, self-confident, and she possesses one of the best sense of justice I’ve ever known, she is definitely impartial in her judgments.

About them, I will only say… They’re one of the best people that I know; moreover, it’s an honour to call them friends!