<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635</id><updated>2009-11-15T22:57:06.836Z</updated><title type='text'>O Homem Que Sabia Demasiado</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1895</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6049053332540114754</id><published>2009-11-15T19:12:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:57:06.867Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Os maus-bons filmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBSoW_ZjLI/AAAAAAAAGlY/E3V_RhT3e9Q/s1600-h/6a00d83451c29169e200e54fc0ee488833-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404410406164335794" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBSoW_ZjLI/AAAAAAAAGlY/E3V_RhT3e9Q/s400/6a00d83451c29169e200e54fc0ee488833-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://listverse.com/2009/11/15/10-movies-that-are-so-bad-they-are-good/"&gt;Há filmes tão maus, tão maus, mas tão maus que acabam por ser irresistivelmente bons. A lista vai variando, mas só o número 1 é imutável.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6049053332540114754?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6049053332540114754/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6049053332540114754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6049053332540114754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6049053332540114754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-maus-bons-filmes.html' title='Os maus-bons filmes'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBSoW_ZjLI/AAAAAAAAGlY/E3V_RhT3e9Q/s72-c/6a00d83451c29169e200e54fc0ee488833-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-4680453403048691929</id><published>2009-11-15T18:30:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:47:39.590Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desvarios'/><title type='text'>Música suína?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBLshpWkNI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/443F3GJ2iwA/s1600-h/italy-arts-matthew-herbert-330x230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404402781162737874" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBLshpWkNI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/443F3GJ2iwA/s400/italy-arts-matthew-herbert-330x230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em 2001, o músico britânico &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Herbert&lt;/strong&gt; gravou um disco de música electrónica (bom, por sinal) chamado &lt;strong&gt;"Bodily Functions"&lt;/strong&gt;, baseado em &lt;em&gt;samples &lt;/em&gt;de sons produzidos pelo corpo humano; em 2006, utilizou mais de 600 objectos que produziam sons de caixas de cereais no álbum&lt;strong&gt; "Scale"&lt;/strong&gt;. Agora, Herbert volta à carga com um novo disco que já está a causar controvérsia. &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Herbert&lt;/strong&gt; quer criar um porco para o abater e depois construir flautas com os respectivos ossos do animal. Será que Herbert quer regressar ao primitivismo do homem pré-histórico, quando este fazia música com ossos de animais? Quererá Herbert criar um novo género musical - "música suína"? Se for essa a perspectiva, esta ideia do músico já nem sequer é inédita. Além do mais, nos anos 80, lembro-me de ouvir um disco experimental (creio que dos &lt;strong&gt;Zoviet France&lt;/strong&gt;) que, constava-se, tinha sido feito com base em percussões e sons obtidos de... ossos humanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seja como for, parece que as associações de defesa dos animais ainda não se pronunciaram sobre esta intenção de Herbert. E na página da revista &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blitz.aeiou.pt/gen.pl"&gt;Blitz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; onde li esta notícia, há um comentário de um leitor que resume aquilo que também passou pela minha mente: &lt;strong&gt;"Se ele (Herbert) fosse a Trás-os-Montes, na altura da matança, podia fazer uma ópera inteira." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fica a sugestão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-4680453403048691929?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/4680453403048691929/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=4680453403048691929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4680453403048691929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4680453403048691929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/musica-suina.html' title='Música suína?'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SwBLshpWkNI/AAAAAAAAGlQ/443F3GJ2iwA/s72-c/italy-arts-matthew-herbert-330x230.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-4732690722609077907</id><published>2009-11-14T22:56:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:53:03.170Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jacques Tati'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ingmar Bergman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Filmoterapia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv8-VSdQ0nI/AAAAAAAAGlI/vVCFEi-fhDQ/s1600-h/guia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404106613320634994" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv8-VSdQ0nI/AAAAAAAAGlI/vVCFEi-fhDQ/s400/guia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já li este livro há dois anos mas volta e meia regresso a ele com o mesmo prazer de descoberta. É um livro que trata o cinema de um forma bem diferente do habitual, que concebe a sétima arte como uma terapia. Aliás, o autor, &lt;strong&gt;Pedro Marta Santos&lt;/strong&gt;, diz mesmo que se trata de uma &lt;strong&gt;filmoterapia&lt;/strong&gt;: filmes clássicos e modernos, para todas as doenças e estados de espírito. Escrito de forma divertida (mas explorando o cinema como matéria bem séria), "&lt;strong&gt;Guia Terapêutico de Cinema"&lt;/strong&gt; está talhado para curar doenças, indisposições ou estados de alma, receitando filmes como terapia para os mais variados sintomas e maleitas. Seja para curar insónias, para enfrentar problemas psíquicos, para usar como fonte de relaxamento, o guia sugere o uso de filmes (e indica o DVD certo) para - em doses bem medidas - enfrentar com sucesso as mais diversas eventualidades. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacques Tati&lt;/strong&gt; está na categoria dos antidepressivos; &lt;strong&gt;Vincent Minelli&lt;/strong&gt; na classe dos ansiolíticos (como antídotos estão &lt;strong&gt;Bergman&lt;/strong&gt; ou &lt;strong&gt;Antonioni&lt;/strong&gt;). É uma espécie de livro de auto-ajuda com recurso a uma estrutura que mima a literatura médica (receita, genéricos, subtância activa, dispensário…), é um guia imprescindível para todos os amantes de cinema. O autor sugere filmes para curar insónias, excessos, traumas de infância, dúvidas existenciais, problemas morais, depressões, ansiedade... E divulga listas improváveis como &lt;strong&gt;"Os dez Melhores Filmes com freiras", "Os dez Piores Filmes com padres e Transsexuais", "Filmes Para Ver na Cama em Noite Chuvosa de Inverno", "Filmes Que os Homens Gostam e Elas Fingem Que Gostam Para Lhes Agradar"&lt;/strong&gt;, etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cataloga mais de 2000 filmes - indicando a sua disponibilidade em DVD - em temas bastante originais: &lt;strong&gt;"Puro Vómito", "O sexo e a Idade", "De Fazer Chorar as Pedrinhas da Calçada", "filmes Que Dão Vontade de Praticar Exercício Físico"&lt;/strong&gt;, entre outras abordagens pouco heterodoxas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em suma: seja qual for o seu problema, não vá ao médico: leia este livro e veja filmes, muitos filmes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-4732690722609077907?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/4732690722609077907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=4732690722609077907&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4732690722609077907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4732690722609077907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/filmoterapia.html' title='Filmoterapia'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv8-VSdQ0nI/AAAAAAAAGlI/vVCFEi-fhDQ/s72-c/guia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-9195880206826589285</id><published>2009-11-14T01:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:40:27.542Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><title type='text'>A voz de Lisa Gerrard em novo disco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv4Heb94Y9I/AAAAAAAAGlA/Tbc-DRVgYWQ/s1600-h/3svpu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403764822375949266" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv4Heb94Y9I/AAAAAAAAGlA/Tbc-DRVgYWQ/s400/3svpu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Black Opal"&lt;/strong&gt; é o mais recente disco a solo de &lt;strong&gt;Lisa Gerrard&lt;/strong&gt;, a magnética ex-cantora dos essenciais &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadcandance.com/"&gt;Dead Cand Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Do pouco que ouvi até agora, gostei sobremaneira, mas vai exigir novas audições para formar uma opinião mais consistente. &lt;/div&gt;Para ouvir excertos dos temas do álbum, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisagerrardmusic.com/Store.aspx?category=35bbc23a-017e-43f6-92a0-73de40f48637"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, para aceder ao álbum, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bolachas.org/lisa-gerrard-the-black-opal-2009"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-9195880206826589285?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/9195880206826589285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=9195880206826589285&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/9195880206826589285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/9195880206826589285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/voz-de-lisa-gerrard-em-novo-disco.html' title='A voz de Lisa Gerrard em novo disco'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv4Heb94Y9I/AAAAAAAAGlA/Tbc-DRVgYWQ/s72-c/3svpu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-7497617997087946487</id><published>2009-11-14T00:50:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:14:27.932Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Momentos e Imagens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Francis Ford Coppola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Momentos e Imagens - 44</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv3-0mYg4tI/AAAAAAAAGkw/VXxixW2ZCBc/s1600-h/coppola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403755307524481746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 324px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv3-0mYg4tI/AAAAAAAAGkw/VXxixW2ZCBc/s400/coppola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv3-4b1_m5I/AAAAAAAAGk4/JWbEbFYtIPk/s1600-h/coppola77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403755373414816658" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv3-4b1_m5I/AAAAAAAAGk4/JWbEbFYtIPk/s400/coppola77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Apocalypse Now' não é sobre o Vietname, &lt;em&gt;é o próprio&lt;/em&gt; Vietname"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Francis Ford Coppola&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-7497617997087946487?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/7497617997087946487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=7497617997087946487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/7497617997087946487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/7497617997087946487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/momentos-e-imagens-44.html' title='Momentos e Imagens - 44'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv3-0mYg4tI/AAAAAAAAGkw/VXxixW2ZCBc/s72-c/coppola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-5501514525566593557</id><published>2009-11-13T16:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T19:18:22.492Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Sozinho na sala escura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv2wtZBeuKI/AAAAAAAAGko/83oUz7MFLKg/s1600-h/Man-Sitting-Alone-In-Empt-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403669421772159138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv2wtZBeuKI/AAAAAAAAGko/83oUz7MFLKg/s400/Man-Sitting-Alone-In-Empt-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há dias um amigo meu foi ao cinema ver o filme &lt;strong&gt;“Estado de Guerra”&lt;/strong&gt; e foi o único espectador na sala (relatou o caso &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://filosofiadecurral.blogspot.com/2009/11/se-eu-podia-nao-ter-ido-ao-cinema-ver-o.html"&gt;neste post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;). Nunca passei por tal experiência. Mas julgo que deve ser interessante estar sozinho numa sala escura a ver um filme, ainda que considere que nem todos os filmes sejam &lt;em&gt;adequados&lt;/em&gt; para se verem sozinhos. Mas é preferível ver um filme sozinho - seja ele qual for - do que ser constantemente incomodado por adolescentes faladores e inveterados comedores de pipocas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-5501514525566593557?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/5501514525566593557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=5501514525566593557&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5501514525566593557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5501514525566593557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/sozinho-na-sala-escura.html' title='Sozinho na sala escura'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Sv2wtZBeuKI/AAAAAAAAGko/83oUz7MFLKg/s72-c/Man-Sitting-Alone-In-Empt-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-5732837554523297311</id><published>2009-11-12T22:45:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:06:06.348Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videoclip'/><title type='text'>A música do Dia da Ira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Na globalidade, prefiro o &lt;strong&gt;"Requiem"&lt;/strong&gt; de &lt;strong&gt;Mozart&lt;/strong&gt; (como referi &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2008/04/arte-maior-que-vida.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;), obra-prima absoluta da história da música (tão bem retratada num grande filme, &lt;strong&gt;"Amadeus"&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;strong&gt;Milos Forman&lt;/strong&gt;). No entanto, empolgo-me muito mais a ouvir o&lt;strong&gt; "Dies Irae"&lt;/strong&gt; do &lt;strong&gt;"Requiem"&lt;/strong&gt; do compositor&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;italiano &lt;strong&gt;Giuseppe Verdi&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Dies Irae"&lt;/strong&gt; significa &lt;strong&gt;"Dia da Ira"&lt;/strong&gt; e é uma importante secção estrutural de qualquer "Requiem". Verdi compôs um extraordinário "Dies Irae", ritmicamente vibrante, com harmonias bem orquestradas e intervenções instrumentais que quase exalam fogo (timbales, sopros, cordas e um possante coro). É um trecho musical de uma intensidade avassaladora. O exemplo a seguir não faz justiça a essa tremenda intensidade (fraca qualidade de som). Mas imaginem ouvir isto ao vivo com uma orquestra de 100 músicos e outros tantos cantores de coro. Ah, e com a entrega total da direcção da orquestra por parte do grande maestro &lt;strong&gt;Claudio Abbado&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Deve ser uma experiência &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/musica-extrema.html"&gt;"extrema"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-0CjwiWr_c&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y-0CjwiWr_c&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-5732837554523297311?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/5732837554523297311/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=5732837554523297311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5732837554523297311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5732837554523297311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/musica-do-dia-da-ira.html' title='A música do Dia da Ira'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-1887160301644555880</id><published>2009-11-12T22:11:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:20:32.942Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Scorsese'/><title type='text'>Scorsese vai receber um Cecil B. DeMille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvyI3dxvE_I/AAAAAAAAGkg/6hh4bUgVMSQ/s1600-h/scorsese517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403344139405169650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvyI3dxvE_I/AAAAAAAAGkg/6hh4bUgVMSQ/s400/scorsese517.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Curiosa coincidência: ontem publiquei um post com um diálogo do&lt;strong&gt; "Goodfellas" &lt;/strong&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;Martin Scorsese&lt;/strong&gt; e hoje é anunciado que o realizador italo-americano vai &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ropeofsilicon.com/article/martin-scorsese-to-receive-the-cecil-b-demille-award-at-the-2010-golden-globes"&gt;receber &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;o prémio honorífico &lt;strong&gt;Cecil B. DeMille&lt;/strong&gt; na 67ª edição dos &lt;strong&gt;Globos de Ouro,&lt;/strong&gt; a realizar no dia 17 de Janeiro em Los Angeles. Merecidíssima condecoração, mais a mais, no ano em que Scorsese estreará o muito aguardado &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYVrHkYoY80"&gt;"Shutter Island"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-1887160301644555880?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/1887160301644555880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=1887160301644555880&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/1887160301644555880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/1887160301644555880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/scorsese-vai-receber-um-cecil-b-demille.html' title='Scorsese vai receber um Cecil B. DeMille'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvyI3dxvE_I/AAAAAAAAGkg/6hh4bUgVMSQ/s72-c/scorsese517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-3871152172377237324</id><published>2009-11-12T15:04:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:56:52.132Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andy Warhol'/><title type='text'>Um Warhol na parede da sala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvwkGrEBKxI/AAAAAAAAGkY/85m3r5UHKPE/s1600-h/8592-Warhol-200-One-Dollar-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 405px; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403233349995146002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvwkGrEBKxI/AAAAAAAAGkY/85m3r5UHKPE/s400/8592-Warhol-200-One-Dollar-.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em tempos de crise financeira, nada como investir no negócio de arte para afirmar um poder de compra milionário. Um coleccionador comprou ontem uma tela de &lt;strong&gt;Andy Warhol &lt;/strong&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;"200 One Dollar Bills" &lt;/strong&gt;(na imagem) &lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; no valor de 43,76 milhões de dólares (29 milhões de euros) num leilão de arte contemporânea que decorreu ontem. Se eu tivesse este dinheiro, apesar de gostar de Warhol, não compraria esta tela. É que na minha sala ficaria melhor uma serigrafia de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://renatabatata.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/andy-warhol-marilyn-monroe-1967-hot-pink.jpg"&gt;Marilyn Monroe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, de &lt;a href="http://blogs.guardian.co.uk/books/elvisNicolasAsfouriepa460.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;ou uma tela com as latas de sopa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/13/92122947_c28fadd66b.jpg"&gt;Campbell's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-3871152172377237324?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/3871152172377237324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=3871152172377237324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/3871152172377237324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/3871152172377237324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-warhol-na-parede-da-sala.html' title='Um Warhol na parede da sala'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvwkGrEBKxI/AAAAAAAAGkY/85m3r5UHKPE/s72-c/8592-Warhol-200-One-Dollar-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-143635303027728710</id><published>2009-11-12T00:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T00:13:20.068Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Scorsese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>A ambição</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtSrjV_JPI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/5pcHsQwT5o4/s1600-h/GoodHenry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403003086136354034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtSrjV_JPI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/5pcHsQwT5o4/s400/GoodHenry1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to be a gangster. To me, being a gangster was better than being President of the United States."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry Hill (Ray Liotta) in &lt;strong&gt;"Goodfellas"&lt;/strong&gt; (1990) - &lt;strong&gt;Martin Scorsese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-143635303027728710?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/143635303027728710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=143635303027728710&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/143635303027728710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/143635303027728710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/ambicao.html' title='A ambição'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtSrjV_JPI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/5pcHsQwT5o4/s72-c/GoodHenry1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6286228455206049150</id><published>2009-11-11T23:14:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:56:04.580Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Música "extrema"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtMcoUVbsI/AAAAAAAAGkI/E6rP-a27ZBo/s1600-h/en28_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402996232703798978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtMcoUVbsI/AAAAAAAAGkI/E6rP-a27ZBo/s400/en28_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Afinal, o que significa música "extrema"? Para alguns, será a música mais inaudível possível, aquela que explora os domínios sonoros e estéticos mais ousados e radicais. Mas os conceitos podem ser relativos: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://merzbow.net/"&gt;Merzbow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, o músico japonês mestre da &lt;strong&gt;"noise music"&lt;/strong&gt; disse um dia: &lt;strong&gt;"Se as pessoas entendem a música "noise" como ruído inaudível, então para mim a música pop é ruído inaudível"&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sempre considerei música extrema a música mais abrasiva, agressiva, intensa e ruidosa (numa conotação esteticamente noise), como as sonoridades conotadas com a música industrial (&lt;strong&gt;Throbbing Gristle, Einstürzende Neubauten, SPK&lt;/strong&gt;), o death-metal (&lt;strong&gt;Napalm Death&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Carcass&lt;/strong&gt;), o free-jazz mais libertário (&lt;strong&gt;Albert Ayler&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Cecil Taylor&lt;/strong&gt;), a música electrónica noise, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No entanto, na óptica do site &lt;strong&gt;List Universe&lt;/strong&gt;, especialista em listas de tudo e de nada, a música "extrema" tem um outro significado. Um significado, quanto a mim, confuso e leviano. Confuso porque, por um lado, conota música extrema com música de difícil execução técnica (música indiana ou o canto tradicional da Mongólia), por outro, considera na lista o hip-hop de cariz político, a música coral renascentista (!) e, no lugar cimeiro dos 10 géneros mais extremos, &lt;strong&gt;Aphex Twin&lt;/strong&gt;. Ou seja, apesar de Aphex Twin ser um músico (e nem ser, sequer, o mais radical ou extremo dentro do seu género), é classificado como "género". Redundante e superficial abordagem, a meu ver. Pedia-se maior rigor e objectividade num trabalho como este.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://listverse.com/2009/11/08/top-10-extreme-genres-of-music/"&gt;Link.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Na imagem - &lt;strong&gt;Einstürzende Neubauten em concerto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6286228455206049150?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6286228455206049150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6286228455206049150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6286228455206049150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6286228455206049150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/musica-extrema.html' title='Música &quot;extrema&quot;'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvtMcoUVbsI/AAAAAAAAGkI/E6rP-a27ZBo/s72-c/en28_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-798752451703809217</id><published>2009-11-11T00:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:40:16.778Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videoclip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desvarios'/><title type='text'>"Never Gonna Give Your Teen Spirit up"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NN75im_us4k&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NN75im_us4k&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-798752451703809217?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/798752451703809217/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=798752451703809217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/798752451703809217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/798752451703809217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-gonna-give-your-teen-spirit-up.html' title='&quot;Never Gonna Give Your Teen Spirit up&quot;'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-8911633045132419396</id><published>2009-11-10T22:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:02:08.810Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Haneke'/><title type='text'>O filme mais esperado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnv_x5L7rI/AAAAAAAAGkA/XtdtjMu4Cpo/s1600-h/the-white-ribbon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402613107011612338" style="WIDTH: 388px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnv_x5L7rI/AAAAAAAAGkA/XtdtjMu4Cpo/s400/the-white-ribbon3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.filmofilia.com/2009/05/21/cannes-2009-the-white-ribbon-by-michael-haneke/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Laço Branco"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;de &lt;strong&gt;Michael Haneke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;(integra a programação do &lt;strong&gt;Estoril Film Festival.&lt;/strong&gt; A estreia comercial vai ser só em Janeiro).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-8911633045132419396?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/8911633045132419396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=8911633045132419396&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/8911633045132419396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/8911633045132419396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/haneke.html' title='O filme mais esperado'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnv_x5L7rI/AAAAAAAAGkA/XtdtjMu4Cpo/s72-c/the-white-ribbon3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-4632108000499023215</id><published>2009-11-10T22:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:26:44.739Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jornais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Cronenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Christopher Lee e o negócio do cinema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnnh3RKmCI/AAAAAAAAGj4/29uaCz39dZs/s1600-h/christopherleestarwars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402603796965267490" style="WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnnh3RKmCI/AAAAAAAAGj4/29uaCz39dZs/s400/christopherleestarwars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Se &lt;strong&gt;David Cronenberg&lt;/strong&gt; se queixa que o cinema se tornou numa &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/cultura-de-celebridades.html"&gt;"cultura de celebridades"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, o decano actor inglês &lt;strong&gt;Christopher Lee&lt;/strong&gt;, por seu lado, refere que o &lt;strong&gt;"negócio deu cabo da Sétima Arte"&lt;/strong&gt;. Christopher Lee, que conta com uma carreira de 50 anos, ficará para sempre recordado pela sua interpretação de &lt;strong&gt;Drácula&lt;/strong&gt;. O actor referiu em Madrid (onde apresentou o seu último filme), que o negócio deveria ser apenas uma parte do cinema, mas é o negócio que tudo consome. E não se ficou por aqui, acusando os produtores e realizadores de valorizarem apenas os jovens actores: &lt;strong&gt;"Agora todos apostam por uma audiência muito jovem, com actores muito jovens. Os filmes são caríssimos; os cachets dos actores são caríssimos e tudo depende se o filme tem ou não êxito na bilheteira. Eu comecei no auge do cinema clássico, nos anos 40 e 50, quando os realizadores faziam fantásticos filmes para todos."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em jeito de remate da sua carreira, &lt;strong&gt;Christopher Lee&lt;/strong&gt; contou ao jornal espanhol &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elmundo.es/encuentros/invitados/2009/11/3894/"&gt;El Mundo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, que não sabe ao certo em quantos filmes participou. &lt;strong&gt;"Entre 250 e 300, não consigo lembrar-me de todos. Talvez seja o actor vivo com mais filmes feitos. Neste momento tenho oito filmes por estrear."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-4632108000499023215?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/4632108000499023215/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=4632108000499023215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4632108000499023215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/4632108000499023215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/christopher-lee-e-o-negocio-do-cinema.html' title='Christopher Lee e o negócio do cinema'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svnnh3RKmCI/AAAAAAAAGj4/29uaCz39dZs/s72-c/christopherleestarwars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-5961544961455612446</id><published>2009-11-10T16:26:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T17:13:16.776Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rádio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas Indiscretas'/><title type='text'>Perguntas indiscretas - 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvmelS2tP-I/AAAAAAAAGjw/hRihAC9OzG4/s1600-h/broken_radio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402523591561265122" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvmelS2tP-I/AAAAAAAAGjw/hRihAC9OzG4/s400/broken_radio1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Porque é que há 20 anos existiam programas de rádio de autor a divulgar música alternativa e independente às 16h, todos os dias, numa rádio nacional (Comercial) e hoje já não é possível que tal aconteça? Há, actualmente, menos liberdade para espaços de divulgação musical de qualidade? A ditadura comercial das “playlists” suga todo o espaço radiofónico? Os interesses económicos suplantam os interesses culturais? Já não há radialistas de qualidade? A rádio, afinal, morreu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-5961544961455612446?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/5961544961455612446/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=5961544961455612446&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5961544961455612446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/5961544961455612446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/perguntas-indiscretas-10.html' title='Perguntas indiscretas - 10'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvmelS2tP-I/AAAAAAAAGjw/hRihAC9OzG4/s72-c/broken_radio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-2887773400474735958</id><published>2009-11-10T00:18:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:37:02.702Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Depp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Scorsese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert De Niro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desvarios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody Allen'/><title type='text'>Universos paralelos</title><content type='html'>Se "Kid A" tivesse "Artificial Intelligence"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svix3kS2p8I/AAAAAAAAGjQ/W_HLqI9eWOo/s1600-h/sdf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263321224587202" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svix3kS2p8I/AAAAAAAAGjQ/W_HLqI9eWOo/s400/sdf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se "Sound of Music" se misturasse com Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviyH_sRRNI/AAAAAAAAGjo/hV91BnuD6WE/s1600-h/uy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263603456853202" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviyH_sRRNI/AAAAAAAAGjo/hV91BnuD6WE/s400/uy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse Keira em vez de John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviyCOYcD4I/AAAAAAAAGjg/oNI08BYhKT4/s1600-h/untitledsdfsad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263504320991106" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviyCOYcD4I/AAAAAAAAGjg/oNI08BYhKT4/s400/untitledsdfsad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se tivesse 14 anos em vez de 40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svix7DPYgoI/AAAAAAAAGjY/wTZxYasLDZ0/s1600-h/untitledsdf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263381071135362" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svix7DPYgoI/AAAAAAAAGjY/wTZxYasLDZ0/s400/untitledsdf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se Johnny Depp fosse calvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svixwu46YjI/AAAAAAAAGjI/x6W4P64bNgU/s1600-h/1935824_a75b_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263203809485362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svixwu46YjI/AAAAAAAAGjI/x6W4P64bNgU/s400/1935824_a75b_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se Woody Allen fosse... sei lá o quê&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svixt2MTwWI/AAAAAAAAGjA/hNPtPMgZmLo/s1600-h/1151517_63f6_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263154230280546" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 408px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svixt2MTwWI/AAAAAAAAGjA/hNPtPMgZmLo/s400/1151517_63f6_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se Manson fosse Charlie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixrY7gM6I/AAAAAAAAGi4/ZZ0fHfgFJIU/s1600-h/1114259_40d1_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263112015426466" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixrY7gM6I/AAAAAAAAGi4/ZZ0fHfgFJIU/s400/1114259_40d1_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se Jim Carrey fosse Javier Bardem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixoZEaaZI/AAAAAAAAGiw/XiXP3H3abnY/s1600-h/1088553_fc66_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263060513188242" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixoZEaaZI/AAAAAAAAGiw/XiXP3H3abnY/s400/1088553_fc66_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se "Taxi Driver" fosse no século XIX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixbfXO7OI/AAAAAAAAGiY/bGXiInG0nss/s1600-h/1876.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402262838864440546" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixbfXO7OI/AAAAAAAAGiY/bGXiInG0nss/s400/1876.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se John Goodman fosse "Batman"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixlMVt_fI/AAAAAAAAGio/NrB88D7XTWs/s1600-h/866094_8f6b_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402263005556506098" style="WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 329px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixlMVt_fI/AAAAAAAAGio/NrB88D7XTWs/s400/866094_8f6b_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se Cassavetes tivesse feito "Feces" em vez de "Faces"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixfAhWvDI/AAAAAAAAGig/YIRH-jS_pFA/s1600-h/865995_78e5_625x1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402262899304873010" style="WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvixfAhWvDI/AAAAAAAAGig/YIRH-jS_pFA/s400/865995_78e5_625x1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-2887773400474735958?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/2887773400474735958/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=2887773400474735958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2887773400474735958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2887773400474735958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/universos-paralelos.html' title='Universos paralelos'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/Svix3kS2p8I/AAAAAAAAGjQ/W_HLqI9eWOo/s72-c/sdf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-2131803056667783800</id><published>2009-11-09T22:46:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:52:41.167Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mp3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Waits'/><title type='text'>"Glitter and Doom - Live" - Tom Waits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvibzFZ66HI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/VxBOVcyGz8Q/s1600-h/51V27A-xFeL__SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402239054957439090" style="WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 355px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvibzFZ66HI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/VxBOVcyGz8Q/s400/51V27A-xFeL__SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eu cá já tenho o novíssimo disco ao vivo do mestre &lt;strong&gt;Tom Waits&lt;/strong&gt;. Se o quiserem também, abram &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bolachas.org/tom-waits-glitter-and-doom-live-anti-2009"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; e carreguem em &lt;strong&gt;"RS"&lt;/strong&gt;. Uma coisa garanto: daqui a uns dias o link já não funciona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-2131803056667783800?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/2131803056667783800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=2131803056667783800&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2131803056667783800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2131803056667783800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/glitter-and-doom-live-tom-waits.html' title='&quot;Glitter and Doom - Live&quot; - Tom Waits'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvibzFZ66HI/AAAAAAAAGiQ/VxBOVcyGz8Q/s72-c/51V27A-xFeL__SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-7194541533648918250</id><published>2009-11-09T22:37:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T22:41:38.740Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Cronenberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>A cultura de celebridades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviaCN83vwI/AAAAAAAAGiI/er_F7hH4Zog/s1600-h/David_Cronenberg2_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402237115926298370" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviaCN83vwI/AAAAAAAAGiI/er_F7hH4Zog/s400/David_Cronenberg2_bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Penso que há muitos jovens realizadores que só o querem ser porque querem ser estrelas rock, Isso é parte do problema da cultura de celebridades. Os melhores cineastas estão lá (na indústria) porque têm algo para dizer através do cinema. Há 20 anos não o diria porque os jovens de então tinham o cinema como um meio de expressão, mas agora por causa da cultura de celebridades isso é um problema."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Cronenberg&lt;/strong&gt;, em declarações no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipsilon.publico.pt/cinema/texto.aspx?id=244768"&gt;Estoril Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-7194541533648918250?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/7194541533648918250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=7194541533648918250&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/7194541533648918250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/7194541533648918250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/cultura-de-celebridades.html' title='A cultura de celebridades'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SviaCN83vwI/AAAAAAAAGiI/er_F7hH4Zog/s72-c/David_Cronenberg2_bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-645332021731245813</id><published>2009-11-09T15:06:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:16:14.767Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videoclip'/><title type='text'>Morrissey já não recebe flores em palco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morrissey&lt;/strong&gt; anda numa maré de azar, como conta a revista &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://blitz.aeiou.pt/gen.pl?p=stories&amp;amp;op=view&amp;amp;fokey=bz.stories/53915"&gt;BLITZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Depois de ter desmaiado em palco há pouco tempo atrás, agora foi a vez de ser atingido com uma garrafa num concerto em Liverpool. O ex-cantor dos &lt;strong&gt;The Smiths&lt;/strong&gt;, apesar de não ter ficado visivelmente ferido, parou a actuação despedindo-se com um seco "boa noite" (para não mais voltar a cantar). Os músicos da banda perceberam de tal forma que o cantor se tinha irritado que largaram logo os respectivos instrumentos para saírem do palco. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perante este acto, que nem é de especial violência, houve reacções de todo o tipo por parte dos fãs: desde os que compreenderam e defenderam a atitude do cantor (assumindo que é uma falta de respeito atirar objectos para os supostos ídolos), até aos que acharam exagerada a saída de palco por causa de um acto aparentemente inofensivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A verdade é já lá vai o tempo, no auge dos Smiths, em que Morrissey recebia (e dava) flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8tLUI7IGb38&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-645332021731245813?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/645332021731245813/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=645332021731245813&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/645332021731245813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/645332021731245813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/morrissey-ja-nao-recebe-flores-em-palco.html' title='Morrissey já não recebe flores em palco'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-8865670809424669620</id><published>2009-11-09T00:36:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:44:51.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jornais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>500 discos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O jornalista e escritor &lt;strong&gt;Alex Ross&lt;/strong&gt;, autor do sublime livro&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/09/escuta-do-seculo-xx-o-livro.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O Resto é Ruído"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(uma história original da música ao longo do século XX), deu uma interessante entrevista ao jornal espanhol&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.abc.es/20091108/cultura-literatura/alex-ross-gente-asusta-200911080934.html"&gt;ABC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, na qual explicou a essência do seu livro e as suas ideias em relação ao mundo da música em geral, e da música clássica em particular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alex Ross&lt;/strong&gt; anda em digressão há cinco semanas pelo mundo a promover o seu muito elogiado livro. Enquanto crítico musical do &lt;strong&gt;"The New Yorker"&lt;/strong&gt; recebe, em média, cerca de 100 discos novos todas as semanas (oferta das editoras). Quando regressar à redacção depois destas cinco semanas de ausência, terá 500 discos novos à sua espera. A vida de crítico musical é dura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-8865670809424669620?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/8865670809424669620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=8865670809424669620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/8865670809424669620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/8865670809424669620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/500-discos.html' title='500 discos'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6207941612318920793</id><published>2009-11-08T22:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:02:03.989Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Óscares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Muro de Berlim - dois filmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvdK_AVOBYI/AAAAAAAAGh4/rqu5rn2MDDU/s1600-h/good-bye-lenin-plakat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868724335412610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvdK_AVOBYI/AAAAAAAAGh4/rqu5rn2MDDU/s400/good-bye-lenin-plakat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvdLDuu0kII/AAAAAAAAGiA/7uoUcaJRUL4/s1600-h/1651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 193px; HEIGHT: 277px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401868805510303874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvdLDuu0kII/AAAAAAAAGiA/7uoUcaJRUL4/s400/1651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nestes dias em que se comemora os 20 anos da queda do histórico muro de Berlim, recordo dois excelentes filmes que têm como pano de fundo a Alemanha dividida por esse infame muro. Curiosamente, são dois filmes relativamente recentes e realizados por dois realizadores alemães: &lt;strong&gt;"Adeus Lenin!"&lt;/strong&gt; (2003) de &lt;strong&gt;Wolfgang Becker&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;"A Vida dos Outros"&lt;/strong&gt; (2006) de &lt;strong&gt;Florian von Donnersmarck&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Adeus Lénine!”&lt;/strong&gt; é um sério e divertido filme sobre os paradoxos produzidos pela mudança que a queda do muro de Berlim trouxe a uma família e a um povo. Realizado com enorme sensibilidade, este filme revela os efeitos que a divisão da Alemanha acarretou na concepção de valores como o amor, a tolerância e a união. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já &lt;strong&gt;"A Vida dos Outros"&lt;/strong&gt; (Óscar de Melhor Filme Estrangeiro) aborda uma perspectiva mais política e social decorrente da existência do muro de Berlim. Ao mesmo tempo um thriller político e um drama humano, o filme de Donnersmarck é uma obra que se debruça sobre a falta de privacidade patente na antiga RDA e inerente vigilância do Estado, numa época de grande opressão social e ausência de democracia e liberdade. A história, centrada em 1984, quatro anos antes da reunificação das duas alemanhas, acompanha a gradual desilusão do Capitão &lt;strong&gt;Gerd Wiesler&lt;/strong&gt;, um oficial altamente credenciado da Stasi, a toda-poderosa polícia política do regime, que incluia ainda uma vasta cadeia de informadores, que chegaram a ser 200.000, numa população de 17 milhões.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dois bons filmes para rever nestes vinte anos de queda do muro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6207941612318920793?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6207941612318920793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6207941612318920793&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6207941612318920793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6207941612318920793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/muro-de-berlim-dois-filmes.html' title='Muro de Berlim - dois filmes'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvdK_AVOBYI/AAAAAAAAGh4/rqu5rn2MDDU/s72-c/good-bye-lenin-plakat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6032237170555765069</id><published>2009-11-08T16:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T00:02:30.234Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discos'/><title type='text'>Discos que mudam uma vida - 81</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvbzITHorfI/AAAAAAAAGhw/9HwYUId7uRA/s1600-h/bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; HEIGHT: 363px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401772126974291442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvbzITHorfI/AAAAAAAAGhw/9HwYUId7uRA/s400/bush.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brian Eno &amp;amp; David Byrn&lt;/b&gt;e - "My Life in The Bush of Ghosts" (1981)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6032237170555765069?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6032237170555765069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6032237170555765069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6032237170555765069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6032237170555765069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/discos-que-mudam-uma-vida-81.html' title='Discos que mudam uma vida - 81'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvbzITHorfI/AAAAAAAAGhw/9HwYUId7uRA/s72-c/bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-2380634615442091483</id><published>2009-11-07T17:06:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:29:00.287Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Televisão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alfred Hitchcock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woody Allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animação'/><title type='text'>A filosofia segundo Homer Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWqESYe7CI/AAAAAAAAGho/PCaJG-1_MN8/s1600-h/simpson-filosofia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401410318731504674" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWqESYe7CI/AAAAAAAAGho/PCaJG-1_MN8/s400/simpson-filosofia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tal como referi neste &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2008/12/filosofia-segundo-hitchcock.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, existe uma interessante coleccção de livros editados em Portugal que relacionam princípios filosóficos com determinados realizadores de cinema, como os títulos &lt;strong&gt;"A Filosofia Segundo Woody Allen", "A Filosofia Segundo Jerry Seinfeld", &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;"A Filosofia Segundo Hitchcock" &lt;/strong&gt;(todos da editora &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.estrelapolar.com.pt/frames.aspx"&gt;Estrela Polar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora há mais um título a acrescentar a estes já publicados, mas por enquanto só em Espanha (ao mercado nacional deverá chegar mais tarde): &lt;strong&gt;"A Filosofia e os Simpsons"&lt;/strong&gt;. A edição coincide com os 20 anos da famosa série televisiva de animação que agitou a cultura americana, verdadeiro barómetro do modo de vida norte-americano. O próprio autor da série, &lt;strong&gt;Matt Groening&lt;/strong&gt;, tem formação em filosofia e o resultado deste livro pretende explorar diversos problemas de índole filosófica, tendo como ponto de partida a família Simpson, a partir de princípios filosóficos conotados com autores como &lt;strong&gt;Marx, Sartre, Aristótles, Kierkegaard, Camus, Nietzsche,&lt;/strong&gt; ou&lt;strong&gt; Kant&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esta obra, claramente de teor ensaístico, divide-se em quatro capítulos: &lt;strong&gt;"Personagens", "Temas Simpsonianos", "A Ética dos Simpsons"&lt;/strong&gt; e&lt;strong&gt; "Os Simpsons e os Filósofos".&lt;/strong&gt; Vinte filósofos e professores universitários americanos, coordenados pelo prestigiado professor &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Irwin_Thompson"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;William Irwin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;do &lt;strong&gt;Kings College&lt;/strong&gt;, esmiuçam as conexões filosóficas entre a visão da vida fictícia dos Simpsons e a realidade da sociedade americana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora aguardemos pela edição portuguesa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-2380634615442091483?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/2380634615442091483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=2380634615442091483&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2380634615442091483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/2380634615442091483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/filosofia-segundo-homer-simpson.html' title='A filosofia segundo Homer Simpson'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWqESYe7CI/AAAAAAAAGho/PCaJG-1_MN8/s72-c/simpson-filosofia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6533269713696144317</id><published>2009-11-07T16:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T17:00:48.987Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stanley Kubrick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Díptico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Díptico - 74</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWl3nEC_JI/AAAAAAAAGhY/rj5RPD3rESM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401405702898121874" style="WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWl3nEC_JI/AAAAAAAAGhY/rj5RPD3rESM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Twins"&lt;/strong&gt;, fotografia de &lt;a href="http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2008/02/diane-arbus-fotografia-e-expiao.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diane Arbus&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(1967)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWl7S6bwSI/AAAAAAAAGhg/CJ1dk2OcJT8/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401405766208569634" style="WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWl7S6bwSI/AAAAAAAAGhg/CJ1dk2OcJT8/s400/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Grady Twins"&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;"The Shining"&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Stanley Kubrick&lt;/strong&gt; (1980)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6533269713696144317?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6533269713696144317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6533269713696144317&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6533269713696144317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6533269713696144317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/diptico-74.html' title='Díptico - 74'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvWl3nEC_JI/AAAAAAAAGhY/rj5RPD3rESM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5085644259504201635.post-6518142409863521989</id><published>2009-11-06T21:26:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T21:57:23.634Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Chaplin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cinema'/><title type='text'>Um Chaplin inédito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvSatR-ixEI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/Z9cozGuW8jY/s1600-h/chaplin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 345px; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401111955834586178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvSatR-ixEI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/Z9cozGuW8jY/s400/chaplin1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Há dias de sorte. Foi o que aconteceu a um inglês, chamado &lt;strong&gt;Morace Park&lt;/strong&gt;, que comprou no eBay uma velharia supostamente sem grande interesse de &lt;strong&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/strong&gt;. Essa velharia, que estava dentro de uma caixa de guardar películas, custou uns meros 3,5€, pelo que o comprador julgava tratar-se de um filme sem interesse do mestre do cinema mudo. Eis quando, ao abrir a caixa &lt;strong&gt;Morace Park&lt;/strong&gt; se deparou com uma película de nitrato de 35 milímetros, absolutamente inédita de Chaplin - desconhecida até para os estudiosos mais eruditos da obra de Chaplin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O filme, de apenas sete minutos, data de 1916 e intitula-se&lt;strong&gt; "Charlie Chaplin in Zepped"&lt;/strong&gt;, é uma mistura de sequências reais com outras de animação de carácter onírico nas quais se vê Chaplin a dirigir um Zeppelin que larga bombas. Os peritos consideram que se trata de um filme de propaganda anti-guerra que nunca foi exibido e, por tal, ficou perdido. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Pogorzelski&lt;/strong&gt;, director do arquivo da Academia de Artes e Ciências do Cinema (Óscares), já viu o filme e garantiu: &lt;strong&gt;"É uma descoberta extremamente interessante. É um filme desconhecido e não catalogado de Charlie Chaplin"&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O realizador de documentários &lt;strong&gt;Hammad Khan&lt;/strong&gt; é que não perdeu tempo e já se encontra em Los Angeles a filmar um documentário sobre esta insólita descoberta. Falta saber quando irá parar ao &lt;strong&gt;YouTube&lt;/strong&gt; esta curta-metragem inédita de &lt;strong&gt;Charlie Chaplin&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/inicio/artes/interior.aspx?content_id=1412773&amp;amp;seccao=Cinema"&gt;notícia.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5085644259504201635-6518142409863521989?l=ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/feeds/6518142409863521989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5085644259504201635&amp;postID=6518142409863521989&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6518142409863521989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5085644259504201635/posts/default/6518142409863521989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ohomemquesabiademasiado.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-chaplin-inedito.html' title='Um Chaplin inédito'/><author><name>Victor Afonso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13218297286340904680</uri><email>chaplin.afonso@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08239087807667863194'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HWe3XU5Q920/SvSatR-ixEI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/Z9cozGuW8jY/s72-c/chaplin1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>