<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287</id><updated>2012-04-15T19:14:10.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>[alibandus]</title><subtitle type='html'>Le cose che leggo, vedo e ascolto. A volte ne scrivo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-116247998236840576</id><published>2006-11-02T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T07:06:51.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FUR di Steven ShainbergLa curiosità m'ha portato a trascurare altro per vedere che aveva combinato Shainberg, che con Secretary aveva seminato più che bene qualche anno fa. Si trovava come soggetto un bel personaggino come l'Arbus, mica ridere.Ma c'è la Kidman. Che rimane una dea, ma è "Lakidman" prima di essere uno qualsiasi dei suoi personaggi, persino sotto il naso finto di Virginia Wolf c'era</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/116247998236840576/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=116247998236840576' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/116247998236840576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/116247998236840576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/11/fur-di-steven-shainberg-la-curiosit.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-116040312093815050</id><published>2006-10-09T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T07:12:01.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SCOOP di Woody AllenTroppo facile recarsi in sala immaginando se non un gran film almeno di  qualità simile all'ultimo bellissimo Allen pur sapendo che di altro  genere si trattava. Mai avrei immaginato di trovarmi davanti a una  sciocchezza del genere. Non riesco a trovarne un aspetto positivo se  non un compiacimento puramente ormonale regalato dal sorriso del giovin  signore, rivelatosi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/116040312093815050/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=116040312093815050' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/116040312093815050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/116040312093815050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/10/scoop-di-woody-allen-troppo-facile.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-115868306178446894</id><published>2006-09-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:24:22.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LOCARNO A MILANOqualche film di Locarno infilato nella rassegna milanese dei film venezianiLittle Miss Sunshine - Jonathan Dayton (Usa)Visto purtroppo già in versione doppiata, è un gioiellino ben scritto e interpretato, con momenti in cui si ride di gusto nonostante sullo schermo scorra l’orrore, brava e bellissima la piccola protagonista, con la faccia e il fisico di una bambina vera.Le dernier</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/115868306178446894/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=115868306178446894' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115868306178446894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115868306178446894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/09/locarno-milano-qualche-film-di-locarno.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-115832044263988435</id><published>2006-09-15T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T04:40:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>63a MOSTRA INTERNAZIONALE D'ARTE CINEMATOGRAFICA Venezia 2006Una veneta in trasferta a Milano per vedere i film di Venezia.Quel che si dice un fatto bizzarro.Niente a che vedere col clima, ma almeno non ho fatto code.The hottest state - Ethan HawkeUno dei due titoli visti effettivamente al Lido, paga il fatto di avere protagonisti e regista in sala. Così come accade ogni volta gli applausi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/115832044263988435/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=115832044263988435' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115832044263988435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115832044263988435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/09/63a-mostra-internazionale-darte.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-115624231293239744</id><published>2006-08-22T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T03:25:13.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>L'ASSASSINO CIECO di Margaret Atwood ed.TeaForse era troppo tempo che non leggevo più un Romanzone Classico con protagonista una famiglia nell'arco di tutto il secolo passato.Popolare, con uno sviluppo consueto ma costruito davvero bene.I vari piani si accavallano in modo perfetto, un romanzo nel romanzo nel romanzo, un bel gioco di specchi, appassionante.Avendo letto prima qualche critica, m'ero</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/115624231293239744/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=115624231293239744' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115624231293239744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115624231293239744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/08/lassassino-cieco-di-margaret-atwood-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-115012804001693236</id><published>2006-06-12T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:00:40.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHOPGIRL di Anand Tucker (2005)Succede d'entusiasmarsi per qualcosa che non t'aspettavi. Tipo Shopgirl.Noleggiato pensando fosse una commedia senza pensieri magari un po' scema adattissima a una sera in cui tenere le funzioni vitali al minimo, si rivela invece una storia così malinconica da starci male. Non è nient'altro che un triangolo amoroso ma sorprende con alcuni piccoli dettagli, come lo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/115012804001693236/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=115012804001693236' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115012804001693236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/115012804001693236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/06/shopgirl-di-anand-tucker-2005-succede.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-114534668925458062</id><published>2006-04-18T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:51:29.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Importante, da sottoscrivereUn appello per il Cinema Verdi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/114534668925458062/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=114534668925458062' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/114534668925458062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/114534668925458062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/04/importante-da-sottoscrivere-un-appello.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-113800809255880462</id><published>2006-01-23T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T01:21:32.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brokeback Mountain di Ang LeeRivisto in sala, doppiato. Purtroppo il sospetto ha avuto conferma: la voce data a Ennis (Ledger) rovina in gran parte l'effetto dell'originale, dove l'accento masticato e quasi incomprensibile caratterizzava già dai primi istanti la differenza dei due protagonisti, ma soprattutto la personalità e cultura del contadino più schivo. Dietro quegli atteggiamenti c'è tutto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/113800809255880462/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=113800809255880462' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/113800809255880462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/113800809255880462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2006/01/brokeback-mountain-di-ang-lee-rivisto.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-112833299830019850</id><published>2005-10-03T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T02:49:58.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ROMANZO CRIMINALE di Michele PlacidoPlacido regista non m'ha mai entusiasmato, neppure come attore. Non ho visto "Ovunque sei" e non lo rimpiango, né ho fatto in tempo a leggere il romanzo di De Cataldo, di cui si parla tanto bene. Così sono andata al cinema fidandomi solo degli attori e degli sceneggiatori, che mi davano un qualche affidamento. Il risultato mi pare buono, pur con qualche difetto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/112833299830019850/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=112833299830019850' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112833299830019850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112833299830019850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/10/romanzo-criminale-di-michele-placido.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-112739152182586192</id><published>2005-09-22T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T05:26:22.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Una casa alla fine del mondo di Michael Mayer  (2004)Preso quasi a caso al noleggio, senza leggere trama né nient'altro. Fidandomi anche di Colin Farrell, che non m'entusiasma. Non avevo neanche associato il titolo all'omonimo romanzo di Cunningham, dovevo avere il cervello completamente scollegato. La storia parte bene, con un ragazzino che adora quel fratello bello e gentile, che gli insegna ad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/112739152182586192/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=112739152182586192' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112739152182586192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112739152182586192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/09/una-casa-alla-fine-del-mondo-di.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-112608256845742081</id><published>2005-09-07T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T01:46:26.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>62a MOSTRA INTERNAZIONALE D'ARTE CINEMATOGRAFICA Venezia 2005Con cinque giorni a disposizione non ho fatto in tempo a beccare molti film, ma m'è andata abbastanza bene.Clima stranissimo all'arrivo: forze dell'ordine ovunque, addetti alla sicurezza, vigili del fuoco, metal detector, cani, scudi antisommossa, esercito, elicotteri, marines... la cosa mi metteva un'ansia profonda.Dopo un paio di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/112608256845742081/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=112608256845742081' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112608256845742081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112608256845742081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/09/62a-mostra-internazionale-darte.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-112238467725690689</id><published>2005-07-26T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T06:52:13.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::SHORTRECE#4::(tanto per non dimenticare di averli visti)La mala educacion di Pedro AlmodóvarMacchinoso, eccessivo e involuto. La rappresentazione  delle emozioni è così esagerata che ammazza l'emozione  autentica. Posticcio come una delle parrucche di Bernal.Hero di Zhang YimouAlla lunga tanta bellezza diventa stucchevole. Mai davvero emozionante, mai vivo.Million dollar baby di Clint </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/112238467725690689/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=112238467725690689' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112238467725690689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/112238467725690689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/07/shortrece4-tanto-per-non-dimenticare.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-111657534830833695</id><published>2005-05-20T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T00:49:08.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quando sei nato non puoi più nasconderti di Marco Tullio GiordanaAvrei dovuto capirlo dal momento dell'affondamento del ragazzino, con quella inspiegabile citazione di "Lezioni di Piano" (stessa scena, stessi colori, persino lo stesso brano di Nyman) che anche il film stava affondando.Perché, mi chiedo. Che diavolo ci azzeccava?Un film partito bene è andato ad arenarsi su una palude di lentezze e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/111657534830833695/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=111657534830833695' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/111657534830833695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/111657534830833695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/05/quando-sei-nato-non-puoi-pi.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-111173495137267699</id><published>2005-03-24T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T23:15:51.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Santi e bugiardi - Maile Meloy  Ed.RizzoliConsiderando che si tratta di una vicenda che percorre 50 anni di storia, scivola via veloce, anche troppo.In molti casi l'autrice prende la rincorsa e fa quasi una gara di salto ad ostacoli, con rapidissimi flash su quello che, nel frattempo, sta succedendo.Spesso sembra di leggere un riassunto, più che la storia di per sé, con la serie più varia di </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/111173495137267699/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=111173495137267699' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/111173495137267699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/111173495137267699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/03/santi-e-bugiardi-maile-meloy-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110995292153372725</id><published>2005-03-04T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T08:17:26.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"mo cuishle"......Maledetto Callahan, maledetto.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110995292153372725/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110995292153372725' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110995292153372725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110995292153372725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/03/mo-cuishle.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110838412743021499</id><published>2005-02-14T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T04:31:37.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::SHORTRECE#3::(tanto per non dimenticare di averli visti)The Aviator di Martin ScorseseBellissimo nelle immagini, curatissimo, "tanto", in alcuni momenti si rimane senza fiato e l'interpretazione di un paio di attori è grandiosa... ma alla fine non c'è niente che trapassi lo stomaco, che faccia male veramente.Se Scorsese merita l'Oscar (e lo merita, altroché) non sarebbe giusto darglielo per </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110838412743021499/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110838412743021499' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110838412743021499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110838412743021499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/02/shortrece3-tanto-per-non-dimenticare.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110793272278369620</id><published>2005-02-08T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:07:43.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>L'uomo dal vestito grigio - Sloan Wilson ed.EinaudiNon si può non vedere le immagini di un film anni '50, leggendo queste pagine. E non si può non avere di fronte l'immagine di Gregory Peck (ma potrebbe essere James Steward, Gary Cooper o un altro eroe buono hollywoodiano) mentre s'interroga se essere onesto fino in fondo e non lasciare alcun dubbio a noi che lo vediamo (e leggiamo) che lo sarà</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110793272278369620/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110793272278369620' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110793272278369620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110793272278369620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/02/luomo-dal-vestito-grigio-sloan-wilson.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110777431134240362</id><published>2005-02-07T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T03:06:03.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ma Quando arrivano le ragazze?  - Pupi AvatiCi pensavo all'uscita del cinema, cosa mi rimane di una storia così? Poco altro che i momenti in cui il gruppo suona, o le prime immagini a Umbria Jazz. Perché è un bell'inizio, quello. E se comunque io non ne so niente di quella musica lì, mi è naturale subirne il fascino, rilassarmi sulla poltrona con un sorriso nelle immagini di musicisti che </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110777431134240362/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110777431134240362' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110777431134240362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110777431134240362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2005/02/ma-quando-arrivano-le-ragazze-pupi.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110381567500329575</id><published>2004-12-23T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T07:29:01.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(no, un attimo, perché mica posso aspettare)Solo un appunto. Per sottolineare come si può lasciare le persone senza fiato con poche righe.David Foster Wallace, sempre lui. Oblio, ancora. Il racconto s'intitola Incarnazioni di bambini bruciati.Tre pagine scarse di totale, assoluta meraviglia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110381567500329575/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110381567500329575' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110381567500329575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110381567500329575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/12/no-un-attimo-perch-mica-posso.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110381430805120711</id><published>2004-12-23T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T07:11:49.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(almeno uno, almeno)Di lettura piuttosto complessa, riuscire a star dietro a tutte le digressioni è una faccenda non da poco.Affascinante la visualizzazione delle fantasie del bambino, che realizza attraverso i riquadri della grata alla finestra, con degli improvvisi lampi di tenerezza e di dolore straziante. Vita di bambini e adulti che ruotano attorno ad un evento che risulta infine una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110381430805120711/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110381430805120711' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110381430805120711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110381430805120711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/12/almeno-uno-almeno-di-lettura-piuttosto.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110293166190703414</id><published>2004-12-13T01:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T01:54:21.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Comincio e interrompo, da un po' va così. Stanchezza, credo. Ma una succosa lettura come quella dell'adorato DWF riesce a tenermi sveglia la notte.Oblio. Ne scriverò appena possibile.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110293166190703414/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110293166190703414' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110293166190703414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110293166190703414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/12/comincio-e-interrompo-da-un-po-va-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110207449969522070</id><published>2004-12-03T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T03:51:23.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>::SHORTRECE#2::(tanto per non dimenticare di averli visti)2046 di Wong Kar WayTutte le caratteristiche che m'avevano fatto amare "In the mood for love" qui si rivelano insopportabili.Il mondo popolato solo da donne incantevoli&amp;tristi diventa artificioso, antipatico, senza autentiche emozioni. La solita superba fotografia non basta a dare calore a una storia troppo tortuosa e con una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110207449969522070/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110207449969522070' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110207449969522070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110207449969522070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/12/shortrece2-tanto-per-non-dimenticare.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110142288204570277</id><published>2004-11-25T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T14:48:02.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GSTAAD 95-98 di Marek Van Der Jagt ed. Instar Libri Sgradevole è la parola che viene ripetuta più spesso, in questo libro. E forse è anche quella che lo sintetizza. Il modo che il protagoniata usa nel raccontare una vita disastrata segue un misto di consapevolezza e attrazione verso le cose più basse, la visione dei rapporti affettivi come sopraffazione, del sesso come cloaca, dell'ano come punto</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110142288204570277/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110142288204570277' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110142288204570277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110142288204570277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/11/gstaad-95-98-di-marek-van-der-jagt-ed.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110138673484581448</id><published>2004-11-25T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T04:45:34.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> No, no e no. Rivoglio il Wong Kar Way di Happy Together. Rivoglio lui.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110138673484581448/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110138673484581448' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110138673484581448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110138673484581448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/11/no-no-e-no.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497287.post-110079390376675290</id><published>2004-11-18T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T08:05:03.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porcamiseria. Erano mesi che non gongolavo così tanto nel leggere un libro.Un genio, quest'uomo è un genio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/feeds/110079390376675290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3497287&amp;postID=110079390376675290' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110079390376675290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497287/posts/default/110079390376675290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alibandus.blogspot.com/2004/11/porcamiseria.html' title=''/><author><name>bruna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05575447875050611447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
