Dave Lee Jones---actor 

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Now showing at Cinematheque, Bagdad Cafe

Percy Adlon

Words to remember by Percy Adlon(Director of Bagdad Cafe) : "I never forced my filmmaking but made the necessary decisions step by step when they were needed - a beautiful and exciting and not always successful procedure.
Style was always very important to me. A lead colour for an entire film. A sparse environment. A limited space. One song. No real score. Just the separate instrumental tracks of the song. A lot of original sounds. Not to much dialogue. No violence. Praise of woman. A mood between tears and laughter. Others later called it my poetic realism. Light and color, motion and calm, emotion, surprise, hope, joy, being touched, fulfillment, images that doesnt have to be explained. This is whats important for my films. Some conflict, some suspense. But just very carefully used like some spice that should never overpower the more subtle flavors.
Film for me always was something that feeds itself from other art forms, but is totally unique, distinguished. Dialogue is not the deciding factor but the unspoken.
My stories are like fantasies, or dreams of life. Therefore my colors don�t try to match real life but are filtered through the sieve of memory. For instance we made the desert in Bagdad Cafe golden like in a painting of Salvador Dali, while in reality the desert is mostly gray. In my film, the gold became the lead color. A symbol for warmth. For the possibility of warmth among people. A symbol of friendship.
There is much more to tell..."
 

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Now showing at Cinematheque, Amelie

Man Bites Dog

Synopsis: Documentary filmmakers André and Rémy have found an ideal subject in Ben. He is witty, sophisticated, intelligent, well liked—and a serial killer. As André and Rémy document Ben’s routines, they become increasingly entwined in his vicious program, sacrificing their objectivity and their morality. Controversial winner of the International Critics’ Prize at the 1992 Cannes Film Festival, Man Bites Dog stunned audiences worldwide with its unflinching imagery and biting satire of media violence.

Moon in The Afternoon----Nobody looks at the moon in the afternoon,
and this is the moment
when it would most require our attention,
since its existence is still in doubt.
Italo Calvino
Mr. Palomar
 

Quickness

Among Chuan-tzu's many skills, he was an expert draftsman. The king asked him to draw a crab. Chuang-tzu replied that he needed five years, a country house, and twelve servants. Five years later the drawing was still not begun. "I need another five years," said Chuang-tzu. The king granted them. At the end of these ten years, Chuang-tzu took up his brush and,in an instant, with a single stroke,he drew a crab, the most perfect crab ever seen.
Italo Calvino On Quicknessfrom Six Memos for the Next Millennium

The Man Who Shouted Teresa

The Man Who Shouted Teresa
by Italo Calvino
I stepped off the pavement, walked backwards a few paces looking up, and, from the middle of the street, brought my hands to my mouth to make a megaphone, and shouted toward the top stories of the block: "Teresa!"       My shadow took fright at the moon and huddled at my feet.       Someone walked by. Again I shouted: "Teresa!" The man came up to me and said: "If you do not shout louder she will not hear you. Let's both try. So: count to three, on three we shout together." And he said: "One, two, three." And we both yelled, "Tereeeesaaa!"       A small group of friends passing by on their way back from the theater or the café saw us calling out. They said: "Come on, we will give you a shout too." And they joined us in the middle of the street and the first man said one to three and then everybody together shouted, "Te-reee-saaa!"       Somebody else came by and joined us; a quarter of an hour later there were a whole bunch of us, twenty almost. And every now and then somebody new came along.      Organizing ourselves to give a good shout, all at the same time, was not easy. There was always someone who began before three or who went on too long, but in the end we were managing something fairly efficient. We agreed that the "Te" should be shouted low and long, the "re" high and long, the "sa" low and short. It sounded fine. Just a squabble every now and then when someone was off.       We were beginning to get it right when somebody, who, if his voice was anything to go by, must have had a very freckled face, asked: "But are you sure she is home?"       "No," I said.       "That is bad," another said. "Forgotten your key, have you?"       "Actually," I said, "I have my key."       "So," they asked, "why dont you go on up?"       "I don't live here," I answered. "I live on the other side of town."       "Well, then, excuse my curiosity," the one with the freckled voice asked, "but who lives here?"       "I really wouldn't know," I said.       People were a bit upset about this.       "So, could you please explain," somebody with a very toothy voice asked, "why you are down here calling out Teresa."       "As far as I am concerned," I said, "we can call out another name, or try somewhere else if you like."       The others were a bit annoyed.       "I hope you were not playing a trick on us," the frecled one asked suspiciously.       "What," I said, resentfully, and I turned to ther others for confirmation of my good faith. The others said nothing.       There was a moment of embarrassment.       "Look," someone said good-naturedly, "why don't we call Teresa one more time, then we go home."       So we did it one more time. "One two three Teresa!" but it did not come out very well. Then people headed off for home, some one way, some another.       I had already turned into the square when I thought I heard a voice still calling: "Tee-reee-sa!"       Someone must have stayed on to shout. Someone stubborn.
Italo Calvino from Numbers in the Dark

Manjunath Shot dead: For those of you who never knew Manjunath, he was a student of SJCE who then did his MBA from IIML. He was posted in IOC. It was here that he got involved in the petrol adulteration issue and was shot dead because of his decisions. This happened in UP.
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On location:'Boyfriends, Girlfriends' 

On location: 'Boyfreinds,Girlfriends' 

On the sets of 'Boyfriends,Girlfriends' 

Expect Tears

Based on a story co-written by BBC journalist David Belton, who was working in Rwanda at the time of the 1994 genocide, Shooting Dogs is a powerful fictionalised account of the incidents which took place at a Kigali school during six days in April of that year. Joe (Hugh Dancy) is a young British man using his gap year to teach in Rwanda. Enthusiastic about Africa and popular with the students, Joe works alongside Father Christopher (John Hurt), the head of the school whose many years in Africa have wearied him and challenged his faith, but who still has a deep seated love of the people. When tension between Tutsis and Hutu escalates into genocide, the school becomes a haven for Europeans and Tutsis, under the protectorate of the UN. Joe and Christopher stay behind when the Europeans are evacuated to safety, only to find that the Rwandans are to be abandoned to their fate. Focusing on the human aspects of the story and determined to bring veracity and authenticity, the film-makers used the real locations and hand held cameras to give a documentary feel, and many of the Rwandan cast and crew were survivors of the genocide. This accomplished and committed film serves as a timely reminder that questioning the West's role in Africa is as vital for the future as understanding the past.
This one is a must watch.

http://www.lff.org.uk/films_details.php?FilmID=838

Batman n Me 

Storyboard2 

Storyboard1 

Meesa Madhavan 

me again 

me 

Me