You Are Not Welcome Here 14 September, 2009
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This is definitely not a typical sci-fi movie. It’s a movie that engages you in questioning the ideas instead of being mesmerized by the latest graphics technology. This is not to say that graphics were not on A level, they were, and at the exactly right portion for the normal viewer. The first thing that makes this movie special is that IT IS NOT A HOLLYWOOD MOVIE! YAY!
The director is Neill Blomkampm, born in South Africa and living in Canada, really did a great job in making you believe that this movie was REAL.
The story is about a spaceship that was hovering over Johannesburg, with a large number of sick aliens. They were allocated to camps, which were transformed by time into a slum refugee camp called District 9. After 20 years of troubles between the locals and their new neighbours, the government decides to evict them outside of the capital.
The movie starts as a semi-documentary, with some interiews on what happened during the eviction, especially to the one responsible for the eviction. Shit happens and he finds himself in a situation where he needs the aliens’ help, or else he’s finished. Tough situation.
I may seem biased for the movie, but I just loved it. I loved the camera movement, the soundtrack, the acting, the directing. Everything.
I even liked hearing an accent I’m not used to
I found some interesting Trivia on imdb, for example: “All the shacks -except only one- in District 9 were actual shacks that exists in a section of Johannesburg which were to be evacuated and the residents moved to better government housing, paralleling the events in the film. Also paralleling, the residents had not actually been moved out before filming began.” WOW! This must have been tough!!
Also check out the website D-9.com, it’s so cool
And some quotes:
Automated MNU Instructional Voice: [in MNU Humvee] When dealing with aliens, try to be polite, but firm. And always remember that a smile is cheaper than a bullet.
Slumdog Millionaire 25 February, 2009
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I am not into Indian movies. Some people like the music, the dances, the actors, but for me the only thing that can make me watch the Indian movie is the colourful schemes. I was surprised to see “Slumdog Millionaire” among the nominated movies in the Oscar, and later on winning Best Picture, Best Director along with 6 other Academy awards. First thought that crossed my mind is why wasn’t it put on the foreign movies? Then I got to know that it was directed by Danny Boyle (British) and co-directed by Loveleen Tandan (Indian). I didn’t know about a movie having a co-director, I don’t think this is similar to what we know in the egyptian cinema as مساعد مخرج, right?
The movie is based on a novel called “Q&A”, written by Vikas Swarup an Indian novelist and diplomat (currently posted in South Africa as Deputy High Commissioner, in arabic it’s called نائب رئيس البعثة). The novel was adapted into a radio play, a stage musical and the movie Slumdog Millionaire. The radio dramatisation by Ayeesha Menon, directed and produced by John Dryden on BBC Radio 4, won the Sony Radio Award for Drama 2008 and the IVCA Clarion Award 2008. (source: wikipedia). I expect that this novel will also hit the best seller lists in Egypt, hopefully soon…
Saying this, I must admit that I was not very excited about watching the movie till it won the Oscar, and I wasn’t that excited about searching for the novel till I finished the movie.
The story in a nutshell is very simple. A Mumbai teen who grew up in the slums, becomes a contestant on the Indian version of “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?” He is arrested under suspicion of cheating, and while being interrogated, events from his life history are shown which explain why he knows the answers. Simple, right? ….. wrong! Through the interrogation you’ll discover a fascinating and fearful world of Mumbai that will absorb you. And what makes it more intense is how we as Egyptians can relate to it looking at all the slums surrounding and penetrating Cairo.
Talking about the movie itself. The actors were brilliant, especially the little kids, they were amazing. The director was very skillful in playing with the montage to keep your attention. And the music is simply perfect.
Here are some quotes: (source: imdb)
Middle Jamal: [seeing the Taj Mahal] Is this heaven?
Middle Salim: You’re not dead Jamal.
Middle Jamal: What is it? Some hotel?
Enjoy the movie
Apostrophe to the Ocean from Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage 29 January, 2009
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Thanks to Ken, I got to know a lovely poem. It was mentioned in the movie “The Bridges of Madison County”, Robert put it in the front of his book “Remembering”. I found that it was written by Lord Byron, and published in “Apostrophe to the Ocean from Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage”, Canto 4 stanza 178:
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar;
I love not the man less, but nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Baraka 26 January, 2009
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“Baraka (1992) is a Todd-AO (70 mm) non-narrative film directed by Ron Fricke, cinematographer for Koyaanisqatsi, the first of the Qatsi films by Godfrey Reggio. Often compared to Koyaanisqatsi, Baraka’s subject matter has some similarities—including footage of various landscapes, churches, ruins, religious ceremonies, and cities thrumming with life, filmed using time-lapse photography in order to capture the great pulse of humanity as it flocks and swarms in daily activity.” …..
Interesting.
I was very impressed with the numerous locations: Egypt, Kenya , Tanzania, USA, Argentina, Brazil, Ecuador, Cambodia, China, India, Indonesia, Iran, Israel, Japan, Kuwait, Nepal, Thailand, Turkey, Saudi Arabia, Australia, Poland, France, Vatican!
I wanted to copy the exact locations but it would take a long long long space.
I wish I could have the opportunity to do something similar. I feel that such work is life enriching in numerous dimensions. It opens out “lenses” on people, life, history and tradition.
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For more info on this movie and other documentaries, I advise you to check out this website: www.spiritofbaraka.com
Mr. Magorium Wonder Emporium 14 April, 2008
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This is a cute movie
I liked it.
It’s about a magical toy story and what happens when the owner (Dustin Hoffman) decides to leave and give it to the manager (Natalie Portman).
I loved all the toys. I liked the acting.
One of the things that was also cute is the way of writing the titles at the end. Something like “the people in the movie”, “those who made the people look good”, “those who created unreal things” … 7aga zai keda
When they wanted to put a song called “don’t be shy”, this is what they wrote: written by Yusuf Islam, performed by Cat Stevens. ehhhh, why didn’t they write the opposite?
at the end Yusuf Islam IS Cat Stevens, walla eih
I Am Legend 31 March, 2008
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Oh My God!
This is THE scary movie. Perhaps for others it is not a scary movie at all, but for me I wasn’t able to keep my eyes open in some scenes, I had to put my hands on my ears so I don’t hear anything.
I always feared something like this.Everything is normal and all. Being alone in a city and all. But the idea of those “things” coming out at night, it’s just horrible.
And the wordt thing is that we know that this is not purely science fiction, this is something that can really happen. Rabena yostor…
Love Actually 20 February, 2008
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I don’t know if I talked about this movie before, but I have to mention here that this is one of my favorite romantic movies. It is like a mosaic of tiny love stories mingled together forming a big beautiful picture. I liked how it traced the different types of love stories and formed relations between the characters so you’d feel that it is still one movie, not 8 short stories. It talked about love and politics, elementary love, love after death, moving on, unspoken love, love at work, lifetime love, love of friends, loving with a different language…
The movie in brief can be illustrated in this:
here are some quotes (lovely
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Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaking suspision love actually is all around.
Love actually is all around. ….
Mr. & Mrs. Smith 14 February, 2008
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Isn’t it a lovely movie??
Charlie Wilson’s War 13 February, 2008
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Tom Hanks, Julia Roberts
US, Afghanistan
Interesting…
Charlie Wilson: You mean to tell me that the U.S. strategy in Afghanistan is to have the Afghans keep walking into machine gun fire ’til the Russians run out of bullets?
Gust Avrakotos: That’s Harold Holt’s strategy, not U.S. strategy.
Charlie Wilson: What is U.S. strategy?
Gust Avrakotos: Most strictly speaking, we don’t have one. But we’re working on it.
Charlie Wilson: Who’s ‘we’?
Gust Avrakotos: Me and three other guys.
Gust Avrakotos: A boy is given a horse on his 14th birthday. Everyone in the village says, ‘Oh how wonderful.’ But a Zen master who lives in the village says, ‘We shall see.’ The boy falls off the horse and breaks his foot. Everyone in the village says, ‘Oh how awful.’ The Zen master says, ‘We shall see.’ The village is thrown into war and all the young men have to go to war. But, because of the broken foot, the boy stays behind. Everyone says, ‘Oh, how wonderful.’ The Zen master says, ‘We shall see.’
Away from the celestial reckoning 11 January, 2008
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The Bridges of Madison County…
What an emotional novel!
I was very touched to see the movie (thanks to MH), and I am now kinda blown away after reading the novel (thanks to MS). It is just so beautiful!
Eventually he began to see that light was what he photographed, not objects. The objects merely were the vehicles for reflecting the light. If the light was good, you could always find something to photograph. p.16that’s an interesting thought about photography, I like it.
It’s clear to me now that I have been moving toward you and you toward me for a long time. Though neither of us was aware of the other before we met, there was a kind of mindless certainty bumming blithely along beneath our ignorance that ensured we would come together. Like two solitary birds flying the great prairies by celestial reckoning, all of these years and lifetimes we have been moving toward one another. p. 21I can’t add anything to that…. I simply can not…
Why was not important. That was not the way he approached his life. “Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.” That’s what he had said. p.30yes
“I don’t just take things as given; I try to make them into something that reflects my personal consciousness, my spirit. I try to find the poetry in the image. p.36Another interesting reflection on photography…
She was relieved. But she sank in disappointment. She turned around inside of herself. Yes, please leave. Have some more brandy. Stay. Go. Faron Young didn’t care about her feelings. Neither did the moth above the sink. p.44……
The night went on, and the great spiral dance continued. Robert Kincaid discarded all sense of anything linear and moved to a part of himself that dealt only with shape and sound and shadow. Down the paths of the old ways he went, finding his direction by candles of sunlit frost melting upon the grass of summer and the red leaves of autumn. p.66….
God or the universe or whatever one chooses to label the great systems of balance and order does not recognize Earth-time. To the universe, four days is no different than four billion light years. I try to keep that in mind. p.83about time…
“Come travel with me, Francesca. That’s not a problem. We’ll make love in desert sand and drink brandy on balconies in Mombasa, watching dhows from Arabia run up their sails in the first wind of morning. I’ll show you lion country and an old French city on the Bay of Bengal where there’s a wonderful rooftop restaurant, and trains that climb through mountain passes and little inns run by Basques high in the Pyrenees. In a tiger preserve in south India, there’s a special place on an island in the middle of a huge lake. If you don’t like the road, I’ll set up shop somewhere and shoot local stuff or portraits or whatever it takes to keep us going.” p.69



