Algunha vez pensei en pór unha entrada neste blog só coas últimas escenas de Manhattan, que é dos mellores finais que nunca vin nun filme. Como o compañeiro Xosé Mexuto acaba de subilo á súa bitácula, pois o que fago agora eu é copiarlle, aínda que pondo un pouquiño máis dese feche xenial, desde a carreira do protagonista até o diálogo que é, ao mesmo tempo, reencontro e despedida:
Isaac Davis: Hi. Tracy: Hi. Isaac Davis: I... Tracy: What are you doing here? Isaac Davis: Well, I ran... I tried to call you on the phone, but... it was busy. So I knew that was two hours' worth of... So I couldn't get a taxi cab, so I ran. Where you going? Tracy: London. Isaac Davis: You're going to London now? What d'you... What d'you mean? If I got over here two minutes later, you'd be... you'd be going to London? Well, let me get right to the point then. I don't think you oughta go. I think I made a big mistake and I would prefer it if you didn't go. Tracy: Oh, Isaac. Isaac Davis: I mean it. I know it looks real bad now, but, uh, you know, it... Are you seeing anybody? Are you going with anybody? Tracy: No. Isaac Davis: So... well... D'you still love me or has that worn off or what? Tracy: Jesus, you... pop up... You don't call me and then you suddenly appear. I mean... What happened to that woman you met? Isaac Davis: Well, I'll tell you, I don't see her any more. I made a mistake. What d'you want me to say? I don't think you oughta go to London. Tracy: Well, I have to go. I mean, all the plans have been made, arrangements. I mean, my parents are there now looking for a place for me to live. Isaac Davis: Well... Do you still love me or what? Do you love me? Tracy: Well, yeah, that's what... Of course. Isaac Davis: Well... Do you still love me or what? Tracy: Do you love me? Isaac Davis: Well, yeah, that's what... Of course. That's what this is all about, you know. Tracy: Guess what? I turned eighteen the other day. Isaac Davis: Did you? Tracy: I'm legal, but I'm still a kid. Isaac Davis: You're not such a kid. Eighteen years old! They could draft you. In some countries you'd be... You look good. Tracy: You really hurt me. Isaac Davis: It was not on purpose, you know. I mean, I... It was just the way I was looking at things then. Tracy: I'll be back in six months. Isaac Davis: Six months are you kidding? Six months you're gonna go for? Tracy: We've gone this long, well what's six months if we still love each other? Isaac Davis: Hey don't be so mature okay? Six months is a long time! Six months, you know you're going to be working in a theater there, you'll be working with actors and directors, you'll go to rehearsal, you'll hang out with those people, you'll have lunch a lot, before you know it attachments form you know. You don't want to get into that- you'll change you know you'll be in - in six months you'll be a completely different person. Tracy: Well don't you want me to have that experience? I mean a while ago you made such a convincing case. Isaac Davis: Well yeah of course I do but you know, I... I just don't want that thing I like about you to change. Tracy: I've got to make a plane. Isaac Davis: C'mon you dont-, c'mon you don't have to go. Tracy: Why couldn't you have brought this up last week...! Six months isn't so long... Not everybody gets corrupted... You have to have a little faith in people.
Hoxe teño un día blogueiro, polo que se ve, e non me podo resistir a pendurar este vídeo que collo da bitácora de Xosé Mexuto, cun fragmento dunha entrevista ao actor Sean Penn nun late show:
Pódese expresar máis alto, porén non máis claro: "Unha das cousas que se dixeron sobre Hugo Chávez é que fechou unha estación de televisión. O que sucedeu é que desde 1998 estiveron exhortando ao asasinato de Chávez todos os días nese canal. Algo polo que irían presos se estivesen aquí [nos USA]. El simplemente non lles renovou a licenza."
Que acontecería no Estado español se Antena 3 ou Tele 5 estivesen chamando ao asasinato de Zapatero ou de Juan Carlos I?
