Dispensable

The other day I was reading a interview with a famous TV anchor, Mário Crespo, and he said that another TV anchor, when the TV station where he worked on cancelled his news show, opened the last program with a sentence like this:
The board of directors of RTP has decided for our “dispensability”...

I have to say, I felt the same way when today my company called me and said: We haven’t got enough money to renew your contract...I wished that they, at least, would give me a reason... but no. It just looks that I’m dispensable...

Escape land (Terra de Fuga)

So, yesterday I went to the theatre. It was a play in a very well localized theatre in Lisbon (Teatro da Trindade in Bairro Alto). It was called “Escape Land” and it was a dialogue between two terrorists and a Jewish girl that dated one of the terrorists all of them in a resort near the Dead Sea.
The dialogue is a philosophical desertion about the human condition, a big metaphor for all our lives. Two terrorists are waiting a phone call from a godfather, so they can find their mission, their target, but who is the godfather, what are they to do, is there a godfather, who is giving them orders, why are they following them?
The play was good, almost great, and if we take in account that it was extremely cheap to go, there is absolutely no reason for the room to have FOUR people. I was to write a big text complaining about the lack of interest of the Portuguese people for theatre. But as I was writing this text I realised... The company that produced and executed the play was too good for this text to focus mainly on the lack of audience, so congratulation to:
Alexandra Sargento, Fernando Rebelo and Karas who were the three actors in the play;
And to Eduardo Condorcet who directed the play.

Mister Pip - Lloyd Jones

A young girl in a forgotten island where war has installed itself.

This is the starting point for a brilliant story written by Lloyd Jones.

Matilda’s the young girl that narrates the whole story, with the help of her unexpected teacher she strolls through the XIX century England, using as a guide the novel of Charles Dickens, “Great Expectations”.

This book tells us about courage, friendship and loyalty, it also points out the enormous atrocities that the human being is able to do, and it reminds us all that even though you can’t live through books, you can always find shelter in them, a place to hide when reality is so awful that either you escape it, or you lose yourself.

But the true aspect of the book, the one in which Matilda will find herself thinking constantly is the ability of a person to be himself, not the one that everybody pressures us to be, but to be true to our feelings and opinions and to stand by them, even if it means that by doing that we will be against everybody else.

I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.

A recommended reading for all of those that, like me, think a book is more than just a story, a book can be a friend. And I bet that in the end you’ll be friends of Matilda… and of that mysterious character called Mr. Pip.

Scope

So... the scope hasn't changed. But it has grown.
I'm a little reluctant to start the posts about other things.
I've written a lot of texts, about books, films, theatre but until this point they all lack the quality I want in them.
Because they're not about me, they are about expressing my point of view about someone else's work...

I guess this weekend I'll post something.

Change

The scope of this blog has changed. I'll not publish any more texts about what I feel, and my thoughts about those feelings.

This happens because I don't want to think more about it. I'm trying to be happy by ignoring my feelings, because they are often impossible to turn into reality.

I'll be writing in the future about books, music, films, and trips... hope the readers of this blog will continue to follow it.