The Conformist : My Highlights

"....Mediocre,
A mound of petty ideas,
Full of petty ambitions,
I intend to construct my normality "

Finally...

After a frustrating night i felt the strenght to fulfil my long lasted desire.i bought a cam .after a period of searching finally i moved forward and i feel all right about it.knowing the limits i couldn't be idealistic specially this time of year with falsely inflated market .
My camera is:
Sony Cybershot DSC-W220
Effective pixels 12.1 mp
Optical Zoom *4
147 gr
LCD 2.7"
Internal Memory 15 MB
+2GB memory stick
and its black !

well i feel so excited right now !

ER

feel so down these nights,caught cold, i feel really sick;fever ,shortness of breath ,how long do i have to pretend ; i feel so tired ...3:10 am ER

To be , or not to be

To be,or not to be:that is the question
wether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them.To die:to sleep;
No more;and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache ,and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to,'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.to die,to sleep;
To sleep:perchance to  dream:aye,there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off the mortal coil,
Must give us pause:there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The oppressor's wrong,the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of despised love,the law's delay,
The insolence of office ,and spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin?who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life ,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered country from whose bourn
No traveler returns,puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sickied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action

The Conformist (1970)

One of the movies i watched this week for the second time;and i contently discovered deeper layer of it. The Conformist is really superb film.The post-war dilemma in  Mrcello's ideology;  a complicated issue Bertoucci pointed his finger at .I think he has a unique artistic angle;look how he 's critisized  1968 movement (The Dreamers) and how  beautifully dissected the anatomy of Love (Besieged)
Now it's time to analyse what it means to be The Conformist in the Fascist era.
Finally luminous-landscape.com highlighted the movie as Bertolucci's most intriguingly photographed film.

My Album of the Month(February)

Riverside: Reality Dream 2008
A collection of polish metal/rock band songs.I found the band really exciting;the composure of songs is excellent;clean vocals Mariusz Duda is quite mesmerizing.Guitar riffs reminds are poweful and the music is all you expect from a Progressive genre pioneer. Influences of Pink Floyd ,Camel.Deep Purple is noticeable but Riverside create their own sound either.Some parts they intend to pay tribute to Progressive Rock giants for example the song Back to the River contains an excerpt from Pink Floyd's Shine on your Crazy Diamond.
My favorite tracks are:
  1-The Same River
  2-Conceiving You
  3-I Turned You Down
Overall i give realty dream an 8/10

Waves of Silent Ovation

Dark Demon Steals the  light
As my path turned dimmer
I began to slumber
to choose the wrong way


Everything's unfamiliar now




Signs used to glister
And ensure my heart
but now...




Foray of hopelessness
Mire of sorrow
A child  forgotten and torn
A rime left in ruin




Who
Seizes this day?
who 
Claims the stray?


A world 
left to be honored 
with miracles
Now faces the puke of buffoons




How 
I loath this searching beyond skies
A mound of Surmises 
Made by slack minds




Blotches on my hands
Days of utter labor
Acts of selflessness


These are the signs
I belive in
These are the signs
For the capricious grace


As demon
Steals the light


Pedram March 2010
ImaGE  :  Gelareh Haghighi

Signs

Be my sun
Be the sun of the sleepless


be the blood
for this pale existance


When nephilim strikes
Be the hope for the lost soul


Take their hand
Heal the lamented soul


Does this  remind you of amnesty?


They look at the sky
Rain
or the Lighting


Signs of a Redemption
It depends 
Who wants to interpret...




Pedram
Photo :The Auckland Theatre 1999 Production of Foreskin's Lament

These photos belong to the Auckland Theatre Company Web site and the photographer who took them (if I find out who it was, I will give that person full credit here).