Monday, November 15, 2010

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Park, the ultimate entertainment

Installing Jerome Durand whose bronze Continental drift appears on the cover of The Park


mentioned in the latest issue of the journal Red-Spark, whose main theme is the entertainer, the name of Bruce Bégout philosopher by training, has been aroused in me the desire to discover his novel which was published this year by Allia.
"This is the park of all parks, the ultimate synthesis that makes all others obsolete, the universal concept, the invariant algebra."
The ParK is unlike any other, even if spaces existing silos, prisons, hospitals, retirement homes, shopping centers, concentration camps, it incorporates many features. Atypical in that it does not offer the visitor the bidding of special effects that it is usually presented in the traditional amusement parks. Here is the telescoping unpublished unusual situations and confusion of different parking places, who hypnotize the small group of handpicked tourists visiting daily on the island hosting this fantastic space off Borneo. The prohibitive cost and psychological restrictions defining the admission limit crowd of onlookers could be attracted by a new type of parks. Edifying in its realism to all events, scenes that are available to viewers in search of thrills, palpitations of all kinds, often resemble familiar tables, where an exotic element is added to it. One could cite the Reptile House Inc.. representing a company, with employees more than life, surrounded by a reptilian fauna living alongside them, and sparking a fear of every moment in the minds of employees, without sacrificing their professional attendance. In the zoo, leopards and girls come together, in the pool, swimmers and crocodiles. Here, domestic animal is a concept that has no sort of reality.
"Licht search the hubris, not in excess and extravagance that do nothing but inflate the commonplace, but in the crash violent and unnatural environments."
From his huge ivory tower, built on an offshore platform, the architect of this extraordinary park dementia feels, like its congeners, which he analyzed the reactions to his environment in a treaty neuro-architecture, the urge to be cooped up inside his marker dominant Island. The rotary motion of the permanent tower gives him the opportunity, so to speak, to track continuously any malfunctions from its inception.
The insular nature of ParK is the sine qua non to enable it to stand out from anything that might spoil its extraordinary character. Influenced only by its internal life, the ParK is constantly changing and does not need to worry about the controversies that set themselves against him, the knee-jerk reactions of the world population. From the air, its elusive construction raises the most diverse interpretations, reflecting also on the faculty of ParK to regenerate, renew itself constantly in a process invisible. The components of the park are based in the hostile nature of the decor. Its marginality, its partitioning key cause addiction as much as the repulsion among those who enter it.

Parable fascinating and detailed analysis of the health of humanity, need a paradox of safety imprisonment, which began with the development of our societies pernicious, The ParK to me is one of the most surprising and readers of this exciting 2010.




Friday, November 12, 2010

Free Boxxi Game To Play

Cinema paradiso


"In early May 1980, I went to the Urania. It passed a film which I can not remember the title. Worse yet, I do not even remember, and can be not without reason-if it were a fiction film or a documentary. "
By opening the doors to the Urania Kralievo, where the notion of time seems to have been abolished forever, and discarding the color blue velvet curtain that guards the entrance, Goran Petrovic invites his reader to take place alongside the thirty spectators attending a meeting at which the images projected onto a screen similar to a kaleidoscopic assembly in gestation.
After having narrated the history of this unusual and tormented hotel converted into a neighborhood theater, the goal of going cinéroman throughout a tracking shot, occasionally interrupted by inter-titles and reminiscences, dating back rows of seats from first to last, we reveal the composition and the memory of Noah's Ark heterogeneous, aboard which the absent of the community and also intermittent attendance the right to appear.
Leading the procession, we find Simonevitch, the opener who once performed his duties with great fervor, and who prefers to remain for some time in the halls of heaven to take care of this false parakeet named "democracy" and that stubbornly refuses to comment, despite messages of hope that his owner expects it.
surveillance and oppression, inflexible rules that have so far dictated the conduct of the majority of citizens of the country seem to be in this timeless place thank you to the vagaries of each.

Dominated by a sky dotted with constellations, which disintegrates, flaking, disintegrating, the heights of heaven on earth reveal, through its interstices, the hidden face of destiny within it. However, the main role lies with the reader who will meet through these snippets of stories in the gaps of the show offered to him.
Without lifting the veil on all the answers to questions that may cross the mind of his reader, the realization of this fragmented narrative resembles the feature film produced in the shade by the projectionist of the Urania, the well- called barkers, which cuts the coils overlap and the most influential and most diverse in the history of cinema, to bring them by common themes, then put them on stage in a ballet of images is absolutely incredible. Compiler rhapsodic masterfully blending the registers and the most contradictory effects, slapstick and tragedy, gravity and levity, authenticity and parody, the picturesque and the unspeakable, the narrator seems to be the accomplice of this fantasy film, which superimposes the points of view, beyond outrageous part of the documentary, which surpasses gleefully inventive fictions conventional.
"This time, there were only two Gagui and Dragan. To differentiate, say that the real first name was Dragan Gagui, while the nickname was Dragan Gagui. Gagui The first, a little older than the other, was illiterate, so was it the other that he always read what the captions said. "
Symbol of this interweaving of visions, this interchangeability of roles, this stimulation plot, Gagui, unable to read the subtitles and forced to follow the action runs through the narrative of his neighbor improvised Dragan, whose excesses fancy are not heard by the same ear Djordjévitch, the relentless high school teacher, for whom loyalty to the cinema is a sacrosanct rule. But we are in a paradise Kralievo artificial light-years of hostility that has prevailed in Serbia too long already, and positions the most opposite, behavior most eccentric can live here without any ulterior motive, without fear of reprisal, despite the threatening attitude of some sections that sows terror in the ranks.

Without downtime or special effects, the work of Goran Petrovic is literally conducted briskly and served by the French adaptation Gojko Lukic is probably not entirely foreign to its success given the allusions, house which will be discussed and most likely in the tavern.



Monday, November 8, 2010

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Black Forest, territories beyond the grave

Totem 2, Photo Essay Damien Massart
Romain Verger is an author had discovered that the tavern with his second novel The Master (published in 2007). He then had the honor of a long interview that provides an opportunity to dive back into his world inextricable. Black Forest , just published, is a tortuous tale soliciting meanders of imagination and the unconscious.

"Leaning over my childhood as above the shimmering water of a well, I am farther than ever to see me as in myself, but it is the shadow comes to me with everything she wears, in itself, inner darkness larger than itself. "
(Claude Louis-Combet, Figures night )

Inspection

As part of a mission scientist, a biologist was dispatched to the edge of a huge forest Japanese Aokigahara Jukai, has a dismal reputation that has emerged after a volcanic eruption in 864. In its fluctuation, it follows the contours and colors of Fuji-Yama in fanning, each Looking to the heights, the desire to plunge into the depths of a maze composed of disarticulated skeletons, a tangle of plants , a tangle of bodies and gaping chasms which we imagine the advanced state of decay. Men who venture beyond the threshold recommended by prudence occur gradually swallowed by the gaping mouth of the dark forest, without the slightest trace of their lifeless body allows to affirm or refute a particular hypothesis about the nature of the disappearances. To better penetrate the mystery that surrounds the scene, we are invited to turn their eyes to the shimmering waters of the lake that borders the forest.


Introspection


Caught in the trees, photographic composition Damien Massart

Placed in the preamble of the story, citing figures night of Claude Louis-Combet announces ambivalence that prevail throughout the work, and we face at the onset of Atsuko two Siamese and Shintaro. The malaise suggested by the portrait of that evanescent, and that will be distilled through the narrative is somewhat reminiscent of the fantastic atmosphere of Japanese films whose aesthetic has probably left traces on writing Romain Verger. Examples include Kiyoshi Kurosawa's Charisma and , navigating around a tree with negative aura. One could also mention Tomoyuki Takimoto who realized in 2004 Ki no umi , whose framework this "sea of trees" suffused with an atmosphere and inhabited by strange stories made headlines. Anecdotally, during the location scouting, the director came across a wallet that contained a small fortune. In the book in question, we find an allusion through these identity documents, checks and other credit cards littering the paths of this space we imagine haunted.

With consummate art of the ellipse and the suggestion that the narrative unravels imperceptibly. In this maze of stories, the reader is to combine the fragments of memories together.
Revivals nightmare in the forest on a carpet of leaves foreshadow substantial rot that has, over time, seized the man. These scenes occur at regular intervals are reminiscent of the novel drawers Count Potocki , Saragossa Manuscript , in which Alphonse Van Worden resumed his mind several times under the gallows brothers and robbers Zoto who personify the evil grip on the lands of the Sierra Morena.

Retrospection


The memory of trees, photographic composition Damien Massart

From side to side, the work is here crossed by the reminiscences be an intriguing, whose precise identity is draped in a veil of mystery subtly maintained. These feelings seem to follow the forfeiture that he has known in these lands secretly poisonous.
species of mushroom collected with passion by the young boy appear through their pore inoculate the seed of a latent harm.
"What a pleasure to pick the mushroom freshly assembled, dig up her chubby foot, taking off his hat broken ribs and leaves to inspect the biting beasts."
To trace the itinerary, it will need, which is found in Louis-Combet - make their way through the various stages of life, undergo the initiation rites of passage that we to bring the Forest Meaulnes and his castle where they attended already the only novel of Alain Fournier , Which sees a group of teenagers vampirized by a character that embodies the travesty of childhood and the transgression of the forbidden.

Forest, unrecognizable place in the heart which can be expressed with impunity hunting in all its forms, we immersed throughout the work in a stifling atmosphere in which each invocation is likely to trigger a series of terrifying thoughts.

Writing poetry Romain Verger wife with the feelings of his characters. Black forest brew a set of themes to be addressed and delicate yet remarkably staged. This is an original and inspired, which no doubt find a place in the library of curious readers.



  • be published today: Black Forest Romain Verger, in Quidam
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  • All visual compositions illustrating this column are from the fabulous photographic site Camera Obscura, Damien Massart, whom I thank for his kind permission to reproduce.