Hello,
Goya are coming. I think I'll post some posts about the nominees. You might also mention some of those are not.
If I were Carod Rovira (or Jordi Pujol) would come today to my mother and try to recover pictures of my children could. We also ask if you have a video of when I was little, playing with my cousins \u200b\u200band filling my face with chocolate cake on a birthday. Then go make me a check, resigned, and tell the doctor that no half-measures, to tell me what I have to say that when they had engaged in politics in Catalunya is normal, Alzheimer's disease late or early and I'm ready for it. Perhaps he would look at me confused and ask me where I'm going with all those photo albums. Are for the movie made on my life, I would answer.
There is a new genre in film (in English cinema in particular): the genre of films with Alzheimer Catalan politicians. A couple of years ago Albert Solé won the Goya for best documentary for Bucharest, Memory Lost . This year Carles Bosch hopes to do the same with Bike, spoon, apple . I hope you do not succeed. Bucharest ... was fine, was a chronic anti-Franco in which appeared the miseries of PCE and some of its grandeur. Moreover, it was a pretty exciting movie, done with love, love that one son who has not written a blog entitled My father is an idiot he has for his father. By contrast, Bike, spoon apple is just a special report aimed, I suppose, to raise funds for the Alzheimer's Foundation Maragall. The only interesting are two sequences: one in which Maragall is faced with a guy who goes on a motorcycle that screams that it is forbidden to ride on the sidewalk with the bike like a city guard and tried, and another in which school in his old apartment Yorker shouting "I was mayor of Barcelona" before the astonished gaze of the current tenant. Does not hurt to see how infatuated with a photo of Obama at actual size with a try to type a few dollars taken out amid the euphoria of the night of the presidential election. I was mayor of Barcelona and I have a few dollars for you, bold, with which you can buy a bag of peanuts before returning to Harlem. No more. The rest can be seen in any film of 2 as you care to nap after lunch.
will not be easy to win. Compete against two more documentaries about illnesses, a sick child with autism and Norman Foster sick of your own ego. Citizen also competes against Negrin. Negrin was chairman of the Republican government during the war. He spoke seven languages, graduated in medicine at twenty years was awarded a scholarship in Germany and the United States, donated part of his salary so that students and Severo Ochoa could be devoted entirely to research. Lost a war, was expelled from his own party and died in exile with enough economic Room shortage. If today's gave him a goya ask: Are you kidding?
Besos. Beta
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