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"Very bad trip" or "the hangover"

2009-08-03T22:15:02Z

I fear it's a long time since I posted here. sorry.

I saw a movie with friends tonight.
The name of the film is "Very bad trip" in French ... I never will understand this need we French people we have sometimes to give an english name, to an american movie.
It tells the tale of three guies who are best friends and a fourth who is the future brother-in-law of one of the bunch.
2 days before Doug's marriage they take him to Vegas to have fun.
The story as you can guess is about what does not turn right during these 2 days : 24h before the weeding, 3 of them wake up in the (devasteted) suite they rent and see that the future spouse has disapeared. You follow their efforts to find their friend during the rest of the movie. The situations are quite hilarious if not very elegant. And it's fun to see them trying to understand what they did during the night ... Of course not one of them can recall what they did, and where they went.

And if you go to see this film, don't forget to see the end of the film, when you can read the name of the technicians and of the actors : you'll enjoy it quite a lot if you liked what you've seen before.

About menhirs

2008-09-22T21:45:57Z

A friend of mine sent a "Menhir" tonight.
What is a menhir ? Not this huge stone you can find in celtic countries, but a very long mail sent to several friends with a lot of tiny things about life, friends and all that liny other things which make the salt of life :-)

It was a long time since this friend sent a menhir but I am very glad to, at last, read a new one.
It was something I missed it seems.

So I hope that I will receive some more mehirs in the near future, and if not, little menhirs will be welcome too ^_^

Life is surprising. Don't forget surprises can be real good things :-)

Real life ?

2008-09-21T21:11:39Z

Hi guys, I think this blog takes the road of hollywood, bollywood or any other place where you can talk about movies.
It seems I have ideas to write down only when i just saw a film. Well, I guess I just can take this way, for the moment at least.

Let's jump right in the subject.
Tonight I saw another movie. Did I tell you I love cinema ? I think people who knows me have noticed. :-)
This movie was "Dan in real life" (Coup de foudre à Rodhe Island, in french), with french actress Juliette Binoche and american comic actor Steve Carell.

The story was cute. Nothing anormal, it is a romance.
What particularly interested me was the fact that Dan (Steve Carell) has a column about family. His job (a part of it I think) is to give counsel about family life. And it is quite a job when you're a widower for 4 years, with 3 girls to raise. A plot of this film is to show that even if you're an expert about family life, it is not so simple when it is your own that is at stake. And that you can just screw up like the people you're trying to help every week. And that, just because that, instead of falling in love with a stranger in a little coastal library, you has just fall for your brother's girlfriend (and more difficult she seems not to be indifferent to you). Nothing new, right, but the plot just worked, and the alchemy between the actors too.
Imagine someone obliged during a family week end (and the family is very large, more than 15 people in the house) not to look your new love ... evidently you can't and you just make a fool of yourself. Steve Carell is really good at this sort of things.
Juliette Binoche seems the woman everybody love, but she has troubles herself with the situation. The more when she sees Dan likes her so much he behave like a total moron and not as he was described by his brother.
You guess the final act, it's a romance after all. :-) I like these movies : sometimes they offer a piece of dream, sometimes a piece of life, funny, or less funny. And often, they offer me the possibility to think about my life.

And what about my life ? Tonight I had just the impression that I am like Dan : a good piece of clumsiness. Clumsiness in feelings, and clumsiness in my relationships with other people.
I know that I have changed since my childhood, the 10 years after, and even since I began to work. For this I must thank my friends. They are the ones, in majority, to which I owe these changes. With their help I can be myself, but I fear that it is not yet enough.
I have to carry on my efforts. They're are still parts of me which are broken or still incomplete, particularly in the matter of the heart, the most difficult of all.

Don't worry. I consider myself on the happy side most of the time. How can I complain when they're are so much people who suffer in the world, people who live with a lot less money than I and have to cope with mother nature, or worse, other humans.
It's just that sometimes, more often than not, I pity myself and that is not very glorious. I am not very proud of me when I do it you know. I hope one day they will be rare these moments. I just have to find the serenity I lack.

You need to have a first time sometimes

2008-09-07T20:03:52Z

Hi ,
the title of this post has nothing to be original, really nothing. It's just my first time trying to write something down here.
I cannot tell you if i will write regularly or not, or if it will be of some interest. I hope so but ... I really don't know. Only time can tell how it will be.

I saw a film this afternoon, a French film, whose title is "Comme les autres" (Like others). His main subject is about homoparentality and how someone, gay or not, can really really want a child and take care of it.
I liked the film . It talked about serious things without being didactic or too serious. It only talked about love. Love for a child, love for friends or family ... or for someone else.
Not everybody wants a child, not everybody is judged able to take care of a child by society or even by themselves. But, at this precise moment, I have to tell that I think love is the most important thing to take care of a child, whatever his/her sexual preferences.
I am not gay myself. I just prefer a child to have a real family, than nothing. Yes it can be akward for a child to have two mothers or two fathers, specifically when at school, the first time. But do you think it is better for people to lie about his/her life to be able in the eye of the law to adopt a child ? I don't think so.
I am not a militant either of the gay-cause.
This film just made me think, one more time that maybe, we humans, are sometimes fools and always ready to misunderstand people that are different from us. And for my own shame, I misunderstand people too often when I have preconceived ideas.

A little harsh for a first post no ? or a bit thoughtless ? Depends on the reader :-)
But maybe, sometimes, it is of real help to write what is nagging at you.