We went to the cinema. To see Grit , the last of the Coen . A western twilight. I do not know how to define the concept, but it's what I think of the film. Distant worlds, that of an old drinking and adult child soon, a world ends, and just as in the twentieth century, a woman who goes in search of his past, who wants to come to terms with the things he did suddenly ripen just fifteen years. Snow, sun, desert, dead. Good and bad, as in the classic western . A circus and for old, for alcoholics. The value of loyalty. Many of the most important things that happen in life are not written, or one needs to be signed, nor is it necessary to go to an insurance claim if they fail. No. Many of these things, which make us human, happen because we understand the concept of loyalty, because we know who we should be faithful and who do not. Because we understand, perhaps in a somewhat dark, even primary, who are part of our lives and who are birds of passage. Although the movement lasts for years.
good movie to see before you leave the winter.
PS: Sounds Victor Manuel on Itunes: " Although I am a poor devil / two or three things I know nothing more / I know who does not walk / also I keep faith / I who are friends of truth / I know exactly where they are / never ask for anything and always give " .
PS: the thread of the book by my friend John, interesting reflection in the press in the province.
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