Take another little piece of my heart. Paris. 1952. © Robert Doisneau
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1h 41min | Crime, Film-Noir, Thriller | 30 June 1951 (USA)
Director: Alfred Hitchcock
Writers: Raymond Chandler (screen play), Czenzi Ormonde (screen play)
Stars: Farley Granger, Robert Walker, Ruth Roman
Bruno Anthony: I beg your pardon, but aren't you Guy Haines?
Senator Morton: Poor unfortunate girl.
Barbara Morton: She was a tramp.
Senator Morton: She was a human being. Let me remind you that even the most unworthy of us has a right to life and the pursuit of happiness.
Barbara Morton: From what I hear she pursued it in all directions.
Bruno Anthony: I admire people who do things.
Bruno Anthony: When's the wedding?
Guy Haines: The what? Bruno Anthony: The wedding. It's in the papers. Guy Haines: Well, it shouldn't be. Not unless they legalized bigamy overnight.
Bruno: My theory is that everyone is a potential murderer.
Mrs. Cunningham: You know, I read of a case once. I think it would be a wonderful idea! I can take him out in the car, and when we get to a very lonely spot, knock him on the head with a hammer, pour gasoline over him and over the car, and set the whole thing ablaze!
Bruno Anthony: [scowls] And have to walk all the way home? Oh, no.
Mrs. Cunningham: [meek] No? Oh...
Bruno Anthony: No, no. I have the best way, and the best tools.
Bruno Anthony: Simple, silent, and quick - the silent part being the most important. Let me show you what I mean. You don't mind if I borrow your neck for a moment, do you?
Mrs. Cunningham: [simpers] Well... if it's not for long!
Guy Haines: I may be old-fashioned, but I thought murder was against the law.
Barbara Morton: Oh, Daddy doesn't mind a little scandal. He's a senator.
Senator Morton: I'll have him called up immediately.
Barbara Morton: Obstructing the wheels of justice, Daddy?
Guy Haines: It's pretty late to start flirting with a discarded husband.
Mrs. Anthony: Well, I do hope you've forgotten about that silly little plan of yours.
Bruno Anthony: Which one?
Mrs. Anthony: About blowing up the White House.
Bruno Anthony: Oh, Ma, I was only fooling. Besides, what would the President say?
Mrs. Anthony: You're a naughty boy, Bruno.
Barbara Morton: I still think it would be wonderful to have a man love you so much he'd kill for you.
Mrs. Anthony: Come see my painting.
[walks into next room]
Mrs. Anthony: Bruno, I do wish you would take up painting. It's such a soothing pastime.
Bruno Anthony: [prolonged laugh] Oh, Mother, you're wonderful. That's the old boy, alright. That's Father.
Mrs. Anthony: Is it? Oh. I was trying to paint Saint Francis.
Bruno: I have the perfect weapon right here: these two hands.
Bruno Anthony: Everyone has somebody that they want to put out of the way. Oh now surely, Madam, you're not going to tell me that there hasn't been a time that you didn't want to dispose of someone. Your husband, for instance?
Bruno Anthony: I have a theory that you should do everything before you die.
Bruno Anthony: How do you do, sir? I'd like to talk with you sometime, sir, and tell you about my idea for harnessing the life force. It'll make atomic power look like the horse and buggy. I'm already developing my faculty for seeing _millions_ of miles. And Senator: can you imagine being able to smell a flower - on the planet Mars? I'd like to have lunch with you someday soon, sir. Tell you more about it.
Guy Haines: You crazy maniac! Would you please get out of here and leave me alone?
Bruno Anthony: But Guy... I like you.
[offended, Guy punches Bruno in the face]
Senator Morton: One doesn't always have to say what one thinks.
Barbara Morton: Who's the interesting-looking Frenchman with the Darvilles?
Guy Haines: His name's Antony... he's not French.
Bruno Anthony: Don't worry, I'm not going to shoot you, Mr. Haines. It might disturb Mother.
Det. Leslie Hennessey: [jumps into nearby car] Excuse me, madam. We need your help. We're chasing a man.
Dowager: Really? How exciting.
Senator Morton: You had no trouble, of course, with the police once they verified your alibi?
Guy Haines: When an alibi is full of bourbon, sir, it can't stand up.
Minister: [Last Lines] I beg your pardon, but aren't you Guy Haines?
[Guy and Anne get up and walk away without saying a word to the man]
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A crescent moon over Manhattan skyscrapers. 1946. © Andreas Feininger
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2h | Comedy, Romance | 14 April 1959 (Japan)
Director: Billy Wilder
Writers: Billy Wilder (screenplay), I.A.L. Diamond (screenplay)
Stars: Marilyn Monroe, Tony Curtis, Jack Lemmon
Jerry: Have I got things to tell you!
Joe: What happened?
Jerry: I'm engaged.
Joe: Congratulations. Who's the lucky girl?
Jerry: I am!
[at the booking office, trying to be hired]
Joe: What kind of a band is this, anyway?
Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be under twenty-five.
Jerry: We could pass for that.
Sig Poliakoff: You gotta be blonde.
Jerry: We could dye our hair.
Sig Poliakoff: And you gotta be girls.
Jerry: We could...
Joe: No, we couldn't!
Jerry: Now you've done it! Now you have done it!
Joe: Done what?
Jerry: You tore off one of my chests!
Joe: There's another problem.
Jerry: Like what?
Joe: Like, what are you gonna do on your honeymoon?
Jerry: We've been discussing that. He wants to go to the Riviera but I kinda lean towards Niagara Falls.
Junior: Syncopators. Does that mean you play that very fast music... jazz?
Sugar: Yeah. Real Hot.
Junior: I guess some like it hot. I personally prefer classical music.
Junior: [Kissing] I think you're on the right track.
Sugar: I must be. Your glasses are beginning to steam up.
Osgood: [referring to his mother] Right now, she thinks I'm out there on my yacht - deep sea fishing!
Daphne: Well, pull in your reel, Mr. Fielding, you're barking up the wrong fish!
Sugar: Been waiting long?
Junior: [gallantly] It's not how long you wait, it's who you're waiting for!
Junior: Look, if all you're interested in is whether I am married or not...
Sugar: Oh, I'm not interested at all.
Junior: Well, I'm not.
Sugar: That's very interesting!
Sugar: If my mother could only see me now.
Joe: I hope *my* mother never finds out.
Sugar: Story of my life. I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop.
Osgood: I am Osgood Fielding the third.
Daphne: I'm Cinderella the second.
Jerry: Oh no you don't! Osgood, I'm gonna level with you. We can't get married at all.
Osgood: Why not?
Jerry: Well, in the first place, I'm not a natural blonde.
Osgood: Doesn't matter.
Jerry: I smoke! I smoke all the time!
Osgood: I don't care.
Jerry: Well, I have a terrible past. For three years now, I've been living with a saxophone player.
Osgood: I forgive you.
Jerry: [tragically] I can never have children!
Osgood: We can adopt some.
Jerry: But you don't understand, Osgood! Ohh...
[Jerry finally gives up and pulls off his wig]
Jerry: [normal voice] I'm a man!
Osgood: [shrugs] Well, nobody's perfect!
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“Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.”
(A Farewell to Arms, Ernest Hemingway)
|Edvard Munch - Kiss by the Window (1892)|
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"Eram de cincisprezece ani când meşterul care zugrăvea biserica de la Zamfira m-a luat cu el să-i fac sfinţii de la catapeasmă. Acolo am cunoscut o fetică tot aşa, cam de vârsta mea. Foarte frumoasă. Avea nişte ochi mari, albastri şi-n toată figura o expresie dulce, de-o cuminţenie îngerească. Şi nu ştiu cum, că ne-am pomenit prieteni. Seara, când isprăveam de lucru, ne-ntâlneam în grădina bisericii. Era vară, linişte, frumos ca în vis. Şi ne primblam alături, ţiindu-ne de mână, şi nu ne spuneam nimic. Da' eram aşa de fericiţi, cum numai la vârsta aceea poţi fi. Când ne despărţeam, ne strângeam de mână, ne şopteam încetişor: "Noapte bună" şi ne dam întâlnire pe a doua zi, tot la ceasul şi în locul acela... Ea era pentru mine tot ce făcuse Dumnezeu mai frumos pe lume. Şi nici nu mai puteam gândi altceva." (Nicolae Grigorescu)
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Hristos a înviat! Minunea Învierii să vă fie izvor de lumină!
"Au scos din cer îngerii icoanele/ Și-au aprins pe scări/ Candele și lumânări..." (Tudor Arghezi)
"Au scos din cer îngerii icoanele/ Și-au aprins pe scări/ Candele și lumânări..." (Tudor Arghezi)
|Piero della Francesca - Învierea Domnului (1463 - 1465)|
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Miles Davis during the recording sessions for Kind of Blue. New York. 1959. © Don Hunstein
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1h 32min | Crime, Drama, Film-Noir | 24 November 1955 (Argentina)
Director: Charles Laughton
Writers: James Agee (screenplay), Davis Grubb (based on the novel by)
Stars: Robert Mitchum, Shelley Winters, Lillian Gish
Rev. Harry Powell: [when he notices John staring at the words "love" and "hate" tattooed across his knuckles] Ah, little lad, you're staring at my fingers. Would you like me to tell you the little story of right-hand/left-hand? The story of good and evil? H-A-T-E! It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow that laid his brother low. L-O-V-E! You see these fingers, dear hearts? These fingers has veins that run straight to the soul of man. The right hand, friends, the hand of love. Now watch, and I'll show you the story of life. Those fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warring and a-tugging, one agin t'other. Now watch 'em! Old brother left hand, left hand he's a fighting, and it looks like love's a goner. But wait a minute! Hot dog, love's a winning! Yessirree! It's love that's won, and old left hand hate is down for the count!
Rachel Cooper: You know, when you're little, you have more endurance than God is ever to grant you again. Children are man at his strongest. They abide.
Rachel Cooper: It's a hard world for little things.
Rachel Cooper: [to Ruby, sobbing in her lap]
Child... You were looking for love, Ruby, in the only foolish way you knew how.
Rachel Cooper: Lord save little children. The wind blows, and the rains are cold. Yet they abide.
Pearl Harper: [singing] Once upon a time there was a pretty fly, he had a pretty wife, this pretty fly. But one day she flew away, flew away. She had two pretty children, but one night these two pretty children flew away, flew away, into the sky, into the moon.
Rachel Cooper: A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit. Neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit. Wherefore by their fruits, ye shall know them.
Rachel Cooper: She'll be losing her mind to a tricky mouth and a full moon, and like as not, I'll be saddled with the consequences.
Rev. Harry Powell: [singing] Leaning... leaning... safe and secure from all alarms. Leaning... leaning... leaning on the everlasting arms.
Rev. Harry Powell: Lord, you sure knew what you were doing when you brung me to this very cell at this very time. A man with ten thousand dollars hid somewhere, and a widder in the makin'.
Rachel Cooper: They abide, and they endure.