—Everything is so fucking green…

Sure I’ll do, Alpha. Perhaps next year at this time, or in a couple of years. And doesn’t matter if still around or already gone. I’ll come back again.

And perhaps this time it will be to the original japanese version. First one I got complete, the one I would love the most to just open and read its pages.

Peter Bogdanovich also decided to change the name of the film. While selecting music for the film, he heard the song It’s Only a Paper Moon (by Billy Rose, Yip Harburg, and Harold Arlen). Seeking advice from his close friend and mentor Orson Welles, Bogdanovich listed Paper Moon as a possible alternative. Welles responded:

— “That title is so good, you shouldn’t even make the picture, you should just release the title!”.

About Paper Moon’s title, as seen on wikipedia.

Names and titles are powerful, some magic still works that way.

O, no quiero ni pensarlo, quizá es que toda ella es sólo un sueño de Antonio Resines…

Finding of the day: space disco, thanks to Io9 (liked number 6). Take care or you can end blind (and not by science), insane or liking it (don’t forget to send me links).

Gotta go, have to find sources of shiny silvery vinyl and spandex by the meter.

—Duncan. I’m… a prostitute.
—I’m… an editor.
—Yeah… why are you ok with it?
—Well, it’s just my job.

Fires were started and they are coming. One of them won’t be back. And life cannot but keep going on. In this thirty nine seconds sequence their faces already say they’ve been there, and will go again.

So a simple story, but got me deep. Love that kind of narrative.

—No thanks, I don’t drink. I think it’s a weakness.
—I grant you that.
—I don’t like weakness, do you?
—No, I don’t like weakness, but I like to drink.

Weakness versus threats, weaknesses that aren’t, escaping sin avoiding temptation…

—All those pineapples gave me a stomachache, so I went to a bar. I thought alcohol would settle my stomach.

—You know better than me, sir. It’s easy enough making them do what they want to do. It’s trying to get them to do what you want them to do that gives you a headache.

—Believe me, mademoiselle, if there’s one thing I can’t abide, it’s deceitfulness.

The eight-episode story arc this anime squence belongs to is a narrative double or nothing. Not an easy meal, you love it or you stop watching the series and burn the dvds. But to hell with fanservice dirty tricks, haruhi dares!

We know you can do better (and better yet in the original episode order).

A pig who doesn’t fly is just an ordinary pig.

Porco rosso.