Saturday, 31 July 2010
Saturday, 24 July 2010
Why I loved Inception.
Last night I went to see Inception with some friends of mine at the cinema. I didn't know anything about the scenario or anything about this film, just that stunning trailer witht the upside down buildings. But from the very first minute of the movie, I've been captivated.
Of course there are some gigantic special effects but that's not the reason why you should absolutely go to see this movie. You should go for the humanity of it. You should go because you will relate to these people stuck in moments, the people living with constant ghosts, the people trying to get home byt any possible way. And maybe you should go to remind yourself that our live are stories as well and every good story is about someone who is fighting a battle against his own enemies and there are no greater enemies than the ones called guilt, regret, pain, shame. I think that the movie serves as a reminder that these enemies will haunt and hunt you always. But this film shows as well that people need other people, that our stories and our battles and our dreams, these things are meant to be shared.
The movie suggests that we are most alive and most awake when we are dreaming. And while a case could be made that it is speaking to the dreaming that occurs when we’re asleep, perhaps it's true or even more true of the dreams we dream awake.
Inception suggests that there is much at stake: our hearts and our children and the air in our lungs. It's easy to buy into the idea that "dreaming" is a silly word for children, that "battle" means the military and that ghosts are not real. Inception felt like an invitation, a reminder that there might be more to the story, a world we don't see but one connected to the days we wake to.
These kinds of movies, studied and opened to lots of interpretations about our world, are those of which you leave the movie theaters completely changed. Even if you don't understand everything from the first time, Inception sows a brand new feeling in your mind and it's so powerful that you have this impression that the world may be a dream, after all.
Of course there are some gigantic special effects but that's not the reason why you should absolutely go to see this movie. You should go for the humanity of it. You should go because you will relate to these people stuck in moments, the people living with constant ghosts, the people trying to get home byt any possible way. And maybe you should go to remind yourself that our live are stories as well and every good story is about someone who is fighting a battle against his own enemies and there are no greater enemies than the ones called guilt, regret, pain, shame. I think that the movie serves as a reminder that these enemies will haunt and hunt you always. But this film shows as well that people need other people, that our stories and our battles and our dreams, these things are meant to be shared.
The movie suggests that we are most alive and most awake when we are dreaming. And while a case could be made that it is speaking to the dreaming that occurs when we’re asleep, perhaps it's true or even more true of the dreams we dream awake.
Inception suggests that there is much at stake: our hearts and our children and the air in our lungs. It's easy to buy into the idea that "dreaming" is a silly word for children, that "battle" means the military and that ghosts are not real. Inception felt like an invitation, a reminder that there might be more to the story, a world we don't see but one connected to the days we wake to.
These kinds of movies, studied and opened to lots of interpretations about our world, are those of which you leave the movie theaters completely changed. Even if you don't understand everything from the first time, Inception sows a brand new feeling in your mind and it's so powerful that you have this impression that the world may be a dream, after all.
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
Tuesday, 20 July 2010
Kapodistrian / Καποδιστριακό.
Alright gentlemen, I'm now registered @National & Kapodistrian University of Athens to spend a full year in order to study shitloads of meaningful law subjects such as Intellectual Property Law (that's great actually), Competition Law, Maritime Law, Penology and, (yes I do love that) Philosophy of Law among others.
And nothing can't prevent me from going to that wonderful country. Even if there's a so called economic crisis or fires, I'm going to Athens next year.
I won't hide from you that I have kinda misty eyes to leave everything behind me for a full year abroad. It means leaving friends, family, hopes and expectations in here as well. But I feel really glorious to change a bit and begin something new for a year.
Seize the opportunity. It's all about it.
And now, a few snaps of the Kapodistrian university, just to make you rage :D
And nothing can't prevent me from going to that wonderful country. Even if there's a so called economic crisis or fires, I'm going to Athens next year.
I won't hide from you that I have kinda misty eyes to leave everything behind me for a full year abroad. It means leaving friends, family, hopes and expectations in here as well. But I feel really glorious to change a bit and begin something new for a year.
Seize the opportunity. It's all about it.
And now, a few snaps of the Kapodistrian university, just to make you rage :D
Entrance.
Sunset.
Wing.
You can see a statue of Athena.
You can see a statue of Athena.
Detail.
National Library next to the University.
University Library.
Sunday, 18 July 2010
Verba volent, scripta manent.
What happened to us? I feel like I'm living in a world made of pure illusion. A world made of things you can't touch, you can't feel anymore. I feel like nothing isn't real anymore. Even things we write are nothing but lines of text in front of a screen. Is this what life has become?
With shattered souls and minds around me, I need some answers.
My eyes avoid the light and this can only mean but one thing.
My life has been changed.
What happened to our old postcards? I don't receive this kind of paper anymore but I don't send those as well. These are just remains of a lost time. A time of reality, of sincerity and patience.One day, I heard one of law lecturers at my university yelling at a student who was sending texts during the class:
"You and your generation are the ones of instantaneousness. You don't respect anything anymore."
This feeds my concerns about what I am. Because I realise I'm not using pens, pencils, felt-tip pens to express myself and share with others, just a black keyboard with a different alphabet. And sometimes I smile, thinking of what could be my life without a mobile phone. Would I be able to talk with others? Surprisingly I feel like I could do this, and even more: I feel like I could be more confident in myself. A letter written by your hand with ink is in all ways better than a quick text on your iPhone.
Some will tell me that it would be more difficult to communicate and make acquaintances and sustain relationships. I totally agree but at what price? Most of young students enter secondary school without any knowledge in spelling and reading...
I feel truly sorry when I look at the new device we invent and produce to read paperless books. Only lines on a screen. Only letters made of pixels. No more touch. And so I look at my own little library. I see all the books I bought with my own money and I feel glorious because I know one day, people will look at these and think that reading was something more than letters. It meant something real.
With shattered souls and minds around me, I need some answers.
My eyes avoid the light and this can only mean but one thing.
My life has been changed.
What happened to our old postcards? I don't receive this kind of paper anymore but I don't send those as well. These are just remains of a lost time. A time of reality, of sincerity and patience.One day, I heard one of law lecturers at my university yelling at a student who was sending texts during the class:
"You and your generation are the ones of instantaneousness. You don't respect anything anymore."
This feeds my concerns about what I am. Because I realise I'm not using pens, pencils, felt-tip pens to express myself and share with others, just a black keyboard with a different alphabet. And sometimes I smile, thinking of what could be my life without a mobile phone. Would I be able to talk with others? Surprisingly I feel like I could do this, and even more: I feel like I could be more confident in myself. A letter written by your hand with ink is in all ways better than a quick text on your iPhone.
Some will tell me that it would be more difficult to communicate and make acquaintances and sustain relationships. I totally agree but at what price? Most of young students enter secondary school without any knowledge in spelling and reading...
I feel truly sorry when I look at the new device we invent and produce to read paperless books. Only lines on a screen. Only letters made of pixels. No more touch. And so I look at my own little library. I see all the books I bought with my own money and I feel glorious because I know one day, people will look at these and think that reading was something more than letters. It meant something real.
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