<?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-164338890454413189</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:46:36.993+02:00</updated><category term=':: Htv ::'/><category term=':: Hdimenti ::'/><category term=':: Hot Spot ::'/><category term=':: H ::'/><category term=':: Hatch ::'/><category term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><category term=':: HST ::'/><category term=':: Heaven Is Waiting ::'/><category term=':: High Five ::'/><category term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Walking Through H</title><subtitle type='html'>H is for a lot of things</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-980466005254671215</id><published>2009-03-07T20:51:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T19:28:58.720+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Watchmen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Zack Snyder (2009 - Durata 163')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who watches (the) Watchmen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi lo guarda questo Watchmen? Un popolo diviso in due, tra chi ha letto il fumetto originale e chi non l'ha letto. Chi non l'ha letto rischia di trovare soddisfazione in questa versione cinematografica curata da Zach Snyder (regista dell'inverecondo "300"), a patto che nel cinema ricerchi principalmente effetti fracassoni, espressioni cool, qualche tetta (o cazzo azzurro) al vento e un po' di sana violenza. Assuefatti dall'eccitazione visiva si possono infatti trascurare i tratti ignoranti della sceneggiatura, i concetti solo abbozzati e i personaggi poco sfaccettati. Non è sicuramente un grande film, ed è pure un po' lungo, ma può piacere. A chi ha letto il fumetto basti sapere che l'autore Alan Moore non appare nei titoli di coda, mentre l'illustratore Dave Gibbons si: i momenti di entusiasmo estetico non mancano, ma sono laceranti le dolorose storpiature apportate ad un oggetto di culto meticolosamente sofisticato. La trasposizione pornografica di un capolavoro. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SbLQ_Hxi9sI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QTHN623ksHQ/s1600-h/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SbLQ_Hxi9sI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QTHN623ksHQ/s320/watchmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310536693460432578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-980466005254671215?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/980466005254671215/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=980466005254671215&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/980466005254671215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/980466005254671215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2009/03/watchmen.html' title='Watchmen'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SbLQ_Hxi9sI/AAAAAAAAAUA/QTHN623ksHQ/s72-c/watchmen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6790663741860024536</id><published>2009-01-27T01:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T01:36:53.699+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SX5XFC7Sq7I/AAAAAAAAATw/DLgCNW_EpJM/s1600-h/mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SX5XFC7Sq7I/AAAAAAAAATw/DLgCNW_EpJM/s320/mum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295765956030802866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mùm - Marmalade Fires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Go Go Smear The Poison Ivy, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/m-m-marmalade-fires-lyrics.html"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6790663741860024536?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6790663741860024536/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6790663741860024536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6790663741860024536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6790663741860024536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2009/01/hst-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SX5XFC7Sq7I/AAAAAAAAATw/DLgCNW_EpJM/s72-c/mum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5004885078512126684</id><published>2009-01-21T02:14:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:29:26.955+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hot Spot ::'/><title type='text'>Hot Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost: Because You Left (5x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - The Lie (5x02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Destiny Calls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SXZ4LQIu5MI/AAAAAAAAATg/6p2qGQWVzXk/s1600-h/lockecoffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SXZ4LQIu5MI/AAAAAAAAATg/6p2qGQWVzXk/s320/lockecoffin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293550546726085826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5004885078512126684?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5004885078512126684/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5004885078512126684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5004885078512126684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5004885078512126684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2009/01/hot-spot.html' title='Hot Spot'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SXZ4LQIu5MI/AAAAAAAAATg/6p2qGQWVzXk/s72-c/lockecoffin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8046135289571726655</id><published>2008-12-26T12:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:20:56.495+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: High Five ::'/><title type='text'>High Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gli Slogan del 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1° - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We have to move the island"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Locke, Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2° - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yes, we can!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barack Obama, Presidenziali Americane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3° - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why so serious?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joker, Il Cavaliere Oscuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4° - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The past is history, the future is a mystery, but today is a gift, that's why it's called the present"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oogway, Kung Fu Panda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5° - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ce l'hai Facebook?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chiunque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Ovunque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVTKs6hAtUI/AAAAAAAAATY/TyMQvd4uF_U/s1600-h/lost411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVTKs6hAtUI/AAAAAAAAATY/TyMQvd4uF_U/s320/lost411.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284071135783204162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8046135289571726655?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8046135289571726655/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8046135289571726655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8046135289571726655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8046135289571726655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-five_26.html' title='High Five'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVTKs6hAtUI/AAAAAAAAATY/TyMQvd4uF_U/s72-c/lost411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5691870776538387711</id><published>2008-12-25T20:56:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:38:39.082+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: High Five ::'/><title type='text'>High Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Migliori Film del 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1°&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il Cavaliere Oscuro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Christopher Nolan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2°&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il Treno Per Il Darjeeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Wes Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3°&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il Petroliere&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Paul Thomas Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4°&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Non E' Un Paese Per Vecchi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Ethan &amp;amp; Joel Coen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5° -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eldorado Road&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Bouli Lanners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorpresa dell'anno: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E Venne Il Giorno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di M. Night Shyamalan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delusione dell'anno: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Kind Rewind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Michel Gondry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPuFbBHdAI/AAAAAAAAATI/tf4KhfoGMm4/s1600-h/TheDarkKnightTheJoker13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPuFbBHdAI/AAAAAAAAATI/tf4KhfoGMm4/s320/TheDarkKnightTheJoker13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283828564754920450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5691870776538387711?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5691870776538387711/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5691870776538387711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5691870776538387711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5691870776538387711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-five.html' title='High Five'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPuFbBHdAI/AAAAAAAAATI/tf4KhfoGMm4/s72-c/TheDarkKnightTheJoker13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6717030615185997668</id><published>2008-12-25T19:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:49:20.903+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #9 (X-Mas Edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della stagione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sunshine State (4x16) &gt; Primavera 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è niente da fare. I presupposti di questa quarta (e probabilmente ultima) stagione di Prison Break saranno pure ridicoli e molte situazioni quantomeno forzate, ma tant'è, grazie ad un manipolo di personaggi dannatamente cazzuti e ad un'esagerazione di ribaltamenti e colpi di scena, non ci si annoia mai. L'arte della truffa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; THE GENERAL: Incute timore solo a guardarlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRTY SEXY MONEY&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Facts (2x10) &gt; Primavera 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo l'annuncio dell'imminente cancellazione dello show (prevista dopo l'episodio 13), le torbide vicende di famiglia si sono svolte con un ritmo sempre più spedito, regalando sorprese inaspettate. Chissà, magari se si fosse osato un po' prima, il destino dei Darling sarebbe stato diverso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; TRIPP DARLING: Doveroso omaggio al capo clan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSHING DAISIES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Norwegians (2x10) &gt; Primavera 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fatti sono questi: a causa di ascolti non entusiasmanti fra 2 ore 22 minuti e 13 secondi Pushing Daisies verrà ucciso. Un crimine imperdonabile che ci priverà di un serial mirabolante, evidentemente troppo sofisticato per il pubblico medio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; TUTTI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dual (3x13) &gt; 2 Febbraio 2009 (Volume 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli eroi(?) sono tornati. Un terzo volume sballoso, effettivamente un po' confuso, che ha trattato con intelligenza il tema della dualità, scombinando continuamente i punti di riferimento tra bene e male che lo spettatore si era posto. Nel vortice di raggiri, inganni, prepotenze e sacrifici i protagonisti sono stati messi a nudo, anche dei loro poteri, ponendoli nell'amara condizione di scegliere uno scopo, piuttosto che una fazione. Un godibile fumettone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SYLAR: Unico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEXTER&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SCENDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do You Take Dexter Morgan? (3x12) &gt; Autunno 2009 (Stagione 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La delusione del 2008. Nonostante qualche sussulto, l'andamento generale di questa stagione è stato sorprendentemente scialbo, a tratti addirittura sciatto, con trovate facili, risoluzioni affrettate e risvolti assurdamente buonisti. Il leone ha dormito quest'autunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; DEBORA MORGAN: Menzionata per motivi prettamente estetici.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Safe (1x10) &gt; 20 Gennaio 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La miglior stagione d'esordio del 2008. Inutile sprecare altri elogi. Maledetti Cliffhanger.&lt;br /&gt;Il Personaggio &gt; GENE LA MUCCA: Auguri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPUQ4k_-fI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z09_sc8OmAE/s1600-h/Immagine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPUQ4k_-fI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z09_sc8OmAE/s320/Immagine1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283800174366292466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6717030615185997668?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6717030615185997668/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6717030615185997668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6717030615185997668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6717030615185997668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/12/il-borsino-dei-serial-9-x-mas-edition.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #9 (X-Mas Edition)'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SVPUQ4k_-fI/AAAAAAAAATA/Z09_sc8OmAE/s72-c/Immagine1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5696825337218063793</id><published>2008-11-07T23:05:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:23:46.948+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #8 (Yes, I Can Edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali del periodo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Price (4x08) - Greatness Achieved (4x09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non c'è più la passione di un tempo, ma resta l'amicizia. L'eccitazione non è più costante, ma i sussulti non mancano. Perchè dunque lamentarsi? Tra vendette private, vicende personali e intrighi fantapolitici il Team Scofield perde i pezzi ma non la capacità di coinvolgere e dopo un inizio di stagione difficile ogni nuovo episodio si fa attendere con discreta apprensione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; BRAD BELLICK: Un doveroso omaggio ad un personaggio talmente rozzo e ignorante da suscitare tenerezza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE &lt;/span&gt;&gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Power Hungry (1x05) - The Cure (1x06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentre per i protagonisti le situazioni si fanno sempre più truci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; e sconvolgenti, per lo spettatore tutto va secondo le più rosee aspettative. Continua così JJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; WALTER BISHOP: Vedi sopra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRTY SEXY MONEY&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Star Witness (2x03) - The Silence (2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;04) - The Verdict (2x05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sporco, attraente, Dirty Sexy Money. Non c'è limite alla perfidia dei Darling e la loro insana passione per il potere contamina amici e nemici. N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;el tempio dorato eretto da Tripp g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;li equilibri sono sempre più precari e i crolli sempre più frequenti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; BRIAN DARLING: Uno spassoso figlio di puttana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSHING DAISIES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bad Habits (2x03) - Frescorts (2x04) - Dim Sum Lose Some (2x05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non so più quali aggettivi inventarmi per descrivere questa serie meravigliosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; TUTTI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEXTER&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All In The Family (3x04) - Turning Biminese (3x05) - Si Se Puede (3x06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penalizzata dall'arduo confronto con la splendida seconda stagione, questa terza serie stenta a decollare zavorrata da qualche turba domestica di troppo, da sottotrame un po' scontate e da un Dex che pare meno risoluto del solito. Fortunatamente sembra che il Leone si stia risvegliando, con l'amorevole aiuto del suo nuovo socio.  Chi trova un amico trova un tesoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; MIGUEL PRADO: Si, se puede!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angel And Monster (3x05)  - Dying of the Light (3x06)  - Eris Quod Sum (3x07)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si basa su un pensiero illuminato la terza serie di Heroes: "Il mondo ha sempre bisogno di essere salvato". E' così ogni eroe cerca la soluzione a questo irrisolvibile enigma, con i propri mezzi, con i propri poteri, tentando vanamente di comprendere dove sia il bene e dove sia il male. Buoni che diventano cattivi, cattivi che sembrano buoni, cattivi che diventano buoni e fingono di essere cattivi: pedine di un gioco avvincente, talvolta un po' confuso, ma sempre dannatamente divertente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; ARTHUR PETRELLI: Un diabolico paparino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SRS7-W-avlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/veRMdlobVn4/s1600-h/vlcsnap-13586346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SRS7-W-avlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/veRMdlobVn4/s320/vlcsnap-13586346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266040544296615506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5696825337218063793?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5696825337218063793/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5696825337218063793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5696825337218063793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5696825337218063793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/11/il-borsino-dei-serial-8-yes-i-can.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #8 (Yes, I Can Edition)'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SRS7-W-avlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/veRMdlobVn4/s72-c/vlcsnap-13586346.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3491254475059840747</id><published>2008-11-07T03:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T03:40:02.263+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SROqei2KtTI/AAAAAAAAASw/AS9ZyluNvDU/s1600-h/vanderslice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SROqei2KtTI/AAAAAAAAASw/AS9ZyluNvDU/s320/vanderslice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265739831053038898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Vanderslice - Promising Actress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cellar Door, 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricstime.com/john-vanderslice-promising-actress-lyrics.html"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3491254475059840747?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3491254475059840747/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3491254475059840747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3491254475059840747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3491254475059840747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/11/hst-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SROqei2KtTI/AAAAAAAAASw/AS9ZyluNvDU/s72-c/vanderslice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8559406161560742854</id><published>2008-10-22T22:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:29:36.898+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #7 (Comunicato Stampa)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa settimana il "Borsino dei Serial" non andrà in onda per lasciare spazio ai dibattiti elettorali americani (?!) e per solidarietà alle proteste contro il "Decreto Gelmini" (?!). Le trasmissioni riprenderanno il più presto possibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SP-NIJKpnMI/AAAAAAAAASg/r587W7Ows1Y/s1600-h/Philips_PM5544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SP-NIJKpnMI/AAAAAAAAASg/r587W7Ows1Y/s320/Philips_PM5544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260078060831087810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8559406161560742854?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8559406161560742854/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8559406161560742854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8559406161560742854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8559406161560742854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/10/il-borsino-dei-serial-7-comunicato.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #7 (Comunicato Stampa)'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SP-NIJKpnMI/AAAAAAAAASg/r587W7Ows1Y/s72-c/Philips_PM5544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7998765672768197480</id><published>2008-10-14T14:21:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:29:11.325+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #6 (Edizione Flash)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Five The Hard Way (4x07)&lt;/span&gt; &gt; Godereccio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; T-BAG: Istrionico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRTY SEXY MONEY&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SCENDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Family Lawyer (2x02)&lt;/span&gt; &gt; Prevedibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; NOLA LYONS: Irresistibile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSHING DAISIES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Circus Circus (2x02)&lt;/span&gt; &gt; Mirabolante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; OLIVE SNOOK: Misericordiosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEXTER&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SCENDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lion Sleep Tonight (3x03)&lt;/span&gt; &gt; Pigro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; MIGUEL PRADO: Compagnone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Am Become Death (3x04)&lt;/span&gt; &gt; Vivace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SYLAR: Tenerone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SPSPxkKhTTI/AAAAAAAAASY/Oh_iAZDyoaY/s1600-h/sylar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SPSPxkKhTTI/AAAAAAAAASY/Oh_iAZDyoaY/s320/sylar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256984746732375346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7998765672768197480?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7998765672768197480/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7998765672768197480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7998765672768197480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7998765672768197480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/10/il-borsino-dei-serial-6-edizione-flash.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #6 (Edizione Flash)'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SPSPxkKhTTI/AAAAAAAAASY/Oh_iAZDyoaY/s72-c/sylar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-4577240082667154585</id><published>2008-10-08T02:46:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:49:42.807+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Htv ::'/><title type='text'>Htv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The BPA feat. David Byrne &amp;amp; Dizzee Rascal - Toe Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="208"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyJR7QlRhM4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IyJR7QlRhM4&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="208"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-4577240082667154585?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4577240082667154585/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=4577240082667154585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4577240082667154585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4577240082667154585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/10/htv.html' title='Htv'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7974672488570246823</id><published>2008-10-07T17:29:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:57:27.915+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blow Out (4x06)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La combriccola di Scofield assomiglia sempre di più una compagnia teatrale che organizza divertenti incursioni in costume nei contesti più disparati. Mentre Mahone interpreta il suo solito psico-dramma, le parti di T-Bag e Don Self si complicano e Gretchen, tacchi a spillo e pistola in mano, reclama un ruolo da protagonista. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; DON SELF: Un povero fesso (prima o poi lo volevo dire).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SCENDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Of Us, One Of Them (3x03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La terza stagione di Heroes sembra l'Inter di Mourihno: rosa ampia, ottime individualità, enorme potenziale e un allenatore che ha già dimostrato il suo valore. Dopo l'inizio convincente però, si evidenziano carenze nella manovra, spesso lenta e macchinosa, influenzata più da guizzi individuali che da uno sviluppo armonico delle situazioni di gioco. Comunque il campionato è ancora lungo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; USUTU: Lo sciamano africano ispira simpatia, inoltre mi piacerebbe ascoltare il suo walkman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Arrival (1x04)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il quarto episodio di Fringe emerge con prepotenza dalle profondità della terra. Sotto gli occhi (senza sopracciglia) dell'Osservatore viene rappresentato con vivace intelligenza un altro caso ai limiti dell'umana comprensione, in cui si sviluppano abilmente trame e sottotrame senza trascurare la drammaticità di ogni situazione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; L'OSSERVATORE: Come si può non stimare chi sbrana ferocemente un panino al Roast-Beef ripieno di pepe, imbevuto di tabasco e arricchito con 11 peperoncini piccanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIRTY SEXY MONEY&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Birthday Present (2x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le vicende dei Darling, iniziate a seguire più per noia che per vocazione, proseguono su binari consueti: intrighi, scappatelle e colpi bassi nell'agio del kitsch più sfrenato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; JEREMY DARLING: Dopo aver sfiorato l'amore impossibile con Lisa George, si consola con Lucy Liu. Rispetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEXTER&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finding Freebo (3x02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il buon Dexter appare un po' stressato: la sua esistenza metodica è seriamente minacciata da un bebè in arrivo, da un nuovo amicone e da seccature "lavorative" che si rivelano più complicate del previsto. Morgan si destreggia con stile, ma il futuro è tutt'altro che rassicurante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; VINCENT MASUKA: L'altarino usa-e-getta è l'ennesima chicca di un individuo spassosamente amorale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSHING DAISIES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bzzzzzz (2x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo un'interminabile attesa, torna finalmente la prelibata dolcezza di Pushing Daisies. Api e alveari, persone e case: piccoli e grandi stravolgimenti si abbattono sulla vita del Creatore di Torte e dei suoi amici, costretti a divincolarsi tra miele e pungiglioni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; COD EMERSON: Cinico dal cuore tenero, sfoga la sua sensibilità creando romanzi pop-up per bambini. "I Love You, 'Lil Gum Shoe!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SOuCBRzrIeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZJp4UW5Gmnk/s1600-h/cod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SOuCBRzrIeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZJp4UW5Gmnk/s320/cod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254436348729434594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7974672488570246823?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7974672488570246823/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7974672488570246823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7974672488570246823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7974672488570246823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/10/il-borsino-dei-serial-5.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #5'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SOuCBRzrIeI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZJp4UW5Gmnk/s72-c/cod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6323526140320323058</id><published>2008-09-27T20:35:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:38:13.702+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Heaven Is Waiting ::'/><title type='text'>Heaven Is Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paul Newman (26 gennaio 1925 – 26 settembre 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN59bB1w-FI/AAAAAAAAASI/7jg1LD_xJm0/s1600-h/062408-roadtoperdition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN59bB1w-FI/AAAAAAAAASI/7jg1LD_xJm0/s320/062408-roadtoperdition.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250772118864459858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6323526140320323058?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6323526140320323058/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6323526140320323058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6323526140320323058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6323526140320323058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/heaven-is-waiting.html' title='Heaven Is Waiting'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN59bB1w-FI/AAAAAAAAASI/7jg1LD_xJm0/s72-c/062408-roadtoperdition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2229874525188084179</id><published>2008-09-27T14:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T19:43:42.070+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Ghost Network (1x03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La scienza di confine continua a svilupparsi tra intuizioni visionarie e sofisticazioni tecnologiche. Intrighi e dialoghi spesso astrusi, ma opportunamente addolciti da somministrazioni di (auto)ironia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; ASTRID FARNSWORTH: Assiste diligentemente quel meraviglioso pazzoide del Dottor Bishop, che a stento nota la sua presenza. Bella e brava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Safe &amp;amp; Sound (4x05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non che si tratti di una puntata stravolgente, ma quantomeno i nostri fuggiaschi preferiti tornano a fare ciò che gli riesce meglio: Michael organizza piani ingegnosi, Alex ha una nuova preda nel mirino, T-Bag si complica la vita, Sucre fa gli occhi dolci e Lincoln non fa praticamente nulla. Come dice quel nerd di Roland "We are what we are".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; MICHAEL SCOFIELD: In grande forma, nonosante il naso gocciolante. Ci concede addirittura qualche sorrisetto dei suoi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Second Coming (3x01) - The Butterfly Effect (3x02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo un anno di esperimenti inconcludenti, Tim Kring ha finalmente capito dove risiede il potere dei suoi eroi: nell'adrenalina. Accantonati i ritmi blandi e le divagazioni adolescenziali della seconda serie, Heroes torna ad essere il concitato fumettone degli esordi: azione costante, colpi di scena, sviluppi paralleli e atmosfere tendenzialmente cupe. Certe idee non sono il massimo dell'originalità (su tutte Mohinder "The Fly" Suresh) e altre risultano un po' forzate, ma lo spartito è orchestrato con perizia e il coinvolgimento sostituisce ogni scetticismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; ANGELA PETRELLI: Inacidita come non mai, mette più paura di qualsiasi "villain". Chissà come gestirà la sua progenie allargata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN4o6VoyDDI/AAAAAAAAASA/GNxCyDJWMT8/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN4o6VoyDDI/AAAAAAAAASA/GNxCyDJWMT8/s320/heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250679198266297394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2229874525188084179?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2229874525188084179/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2229874525188084179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2229874525188084179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2229874525188084179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/il-borsino-dei-serial-4.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #4'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SN4o6VoyDDI/AAAAAAAAASA/GNxCyDJWMT8/s72-c/heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1194640177406649103</id><published>2008-09-20T13:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T19:37:34.379+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Same Old Story (1x02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il neonato cresce in fretta. E non mi riferisco solo all'argomento della puntata. La creatura partorita da J.J.Abrams si conferma infatti sana e forte: ritmo serrato, suggestioni para-scientifiche, personaggi stuzzicanti e abile sviluppo delle sotto-trame. Se continua così, si prevede un futuro roseo per questo frugoletto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; NINA SHARP: "Non sono un grande fan degli aerei. Malgrado l'ovvia comprensione intellettuale sulla loro sicurezza, le mie mani sudano ancora al decollo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; SCENDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eagles And Angels (4x04)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutto sembra già visto e ciò che non si era visto si preferiva non vederlo. I fatti salienti dell'episodio sono: una patetica mascherata da poliziotti, i discorsi da piccicioncini tra Michael e Sara, T-Bag che trova un impiego di tutto rispetto e l'ex-dottoressa che si mette nei guai andando al baretto. Come se non bastasse, la collezione di schede telefoniche è lungi dall'essere completata: che prospettiva elettrizzante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; BRAD BELLICK: Intenerisce nella sua totale inutilità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNTZ2-_UhpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/oqDRu6muiFQ/s1600-h/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNTZ2-_UhpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/oqDRu6muiFQ/s320/prison.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248059004438218386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1194640177406649103?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1194640177406649103/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1194640177406649103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1194640177406649103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1194640177406649103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/il-borsino-dei-serial-3.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #3'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNTZ2-_UhpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/oqDRu6muiFQ/s72-c/prison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3621609869056375042</id><published>2008-09-17T03:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:02:21.288+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>E Venne Il Giorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di M. Night Shyamalan (2008 - Durata 91')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La fine del mondo è vicina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ordine naturale della cose prevedeva che Shyamalan, svanito l'effetto sorpresa dei primi lavori e naufragato miseramente con la sua Lady In The Water, si perdesse definitivamente nell'oceano delle buone intenzioni. Ma ogni tanto la vita ci sorprende e il fluire delle nostre piccole esistenze viene stravolto da eventi che non siamo in grado di comprendere. "The Happening" sancisce l'imprevedibile ritorno di M. Night, ingegnoso a costruire sul nulla un Catastrophic Movie pervaso delle sue ossessioni e del suo talento. Protagonisti e spettatori sono invischiati in un'escalation di avvenimenti da cui non possono sfuggire, se non aspettando semplicemente che si esauriscano. Mentre i personaggi, decimati da decessi visionari, si sprecano in allarmismi terroristici, improbabili ipotesi di fuga e dialoghi di surreale idiozia, il regista indo-americano mette a nudo l'umana debolezza e infonde nello spettatore una tensione crescente che svela nei suoi sussulti la sapienza del marchingegno realizzativo. Shyamalan sarà pure un po' pasticcione, ma da sopravvalutato è diventato sottovalutato troppo in fretta. Macabramente ludico. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNBYfj7_kwI/AAAAAAAAARw/PiOqsjnuG3o/s1600-h/Evenneilgiorno1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNBYfj7_kwI/AAAAAAAAARw/PiOqsjnuG3o/s320/Evenneilgiorno1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246790865132688130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3621609869056375042?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3621609869056375042/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3621609869056375042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3621609869056375042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3621609869056375042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/e-venne-il-giorno.html' title='E Venne Il Giorno'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SNBYfj7_kwI/AAAAAAAAARw/PiOqsjnuG3o/s72-c/Evenneilgiorno1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-9148530816879595998</id><published>2008-09-13T21:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:43:59.279+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shut Down (4x03)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preso atto del nuovo contesto e dei vacillanti presupposti che lo sostengono, continuano le improbabili peripezie del nuovo gruppo investigativo guidato da Michael Scofield. Il ritmo è vibrante ed è apprezzabile lo sforzo di sviluppare le psicologie dei personaggi, ma la sensazione è che ormai ci sia davvero poco da offrire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; ALEXANDER MAHONE: Tanto brillante quanto nevrotico, può consolarsi dalla perdita del figlio con il suo nuovo amico Lincoln. Povero Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; &gt; STABILE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pilot (1x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentato come l'erede di X-Files, il nuovo serial di J.J.Abrams convince grazie al soggetto interessante (la "&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scienza_di_confine"&gt;Fringe Science&lt;/a&gt;"), alla produzione eccellente e al repertorio di personaggi adeguatamente caratterizzati. L'orizzonte delle idee percorribili sembra vasto e stimolante, c'è da sperare che alla risoluzione dei singoli casi si accompagni una vicenda principale articolata e coinvolgente. Nulla di sensazionale, ma ha delle potenzialità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; WALTER BISHOP: Il buon vecchio genio disadattato. Spassoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMwXGfOfgWI/AAAAAAAAARo/gaSBHeAC9Mo/s1600-h/fringe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMwXGfOfgWI/AAAAAAAAARo/gaSBHeAC9Mo/s320/fringe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245593066208723298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-9148530816879595998?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/9148530816879595998/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=9148530816879595998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/9148530816879595998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/9148530816879595998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/il-borsino-dei-serial-2.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #2'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMwXGfOfgWI/AAAAAAAAARo/gaSBHeAC9Mo/s72-c/fringe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-105663885981016634</id><published>2008-09-11T01:06:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T04:20:30.865+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdimenti ::'/><title type='text'>65° Mostra Internazionale D'Arte Cinematografica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;27 Agosto - 6 Settembre 2008, Venezia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clima dimesso, zanzare invadenti e prezzi assassini. La 65° Mostra della Laguna non si presenta al suo meglio, afflitta da disfunzioni logistiche (indicazioni approssimative, area accoglienza ridotta e rifiuti sparsi causa mancanza di bidoni) e da una certa disaffezione da parte di pubblico, insofferente per le poche Star presenti e per i costi proibitivi, e critica, insofferente per l'abbondanza di film non propriamente eccelsi e poco inclini all'evasione (attualmente sembra essere più "trendy" l'approccio popolare della Festa di Roma). Personalmente posso comunque ritenermi soddisfatto: la breve visita al Lido è stata cinematograficamente appagante e il &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=31248&amp;amp;l=4142c&amp;amp;id=597317309"&gt;TAPPETO ROSSO&lt;/a&gt; di "The Wrestler" un vero spasso, con il preoccupante disfacimento di Mickey Rourke e l'esaltante magnificenza di Evan Rachel Wood. Grazie Darren, sapevo che non mi avresti deluso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Kathryn Bigelow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Schegge esplosive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incentrato su una squadra di artificieri impegnata in Iraq, Hurt Locker frammenta la narrazione in una serie di "missioni" slegate da uno sviluppo narrativo principale: soluzione interessante e funzionale, che permette alla Bigelow di illustrare svariati aspetti, per lo più raccapriccianti, della situazione Irachena. Rifiuti-Bomba, Auto-Bomba, Cadaveri-Bomba: l'esasperazione della tensione in un paese lacerato dal terrorismo e dai presunti custodi della democrazia. Drammaticamente spettacolare e meticoloso nella sua realizzazione, il film cala lo spettatore nell'opprimente scafandro degli artificieri e ne trasmette ferocemente i doverosi dubbi morali, esprimendoli però in maniera un po' scomposta e scegliendo talvolta direzioni discutibili. Bell(ic)o. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un Lac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Philippe Grandrieux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un lago e qualche albero che cade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentato nella sezione "Orizzonti", Un Lac è la tediosa esibizione di talento fotografico del suo autore. Con una sceneggiatura pressoché inesistente, una caratterizzazione dei personaggi pressoché inesistente e un coinvolgimento emotivo pressoché inesistente gli unici motivi d'interesse sono la splendida ambientazione e il tratto stilistico delle immagini, soffocate in un'oscurità densa e inestricabile. Fuori contesto. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Il Seme Della Discordia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Pappi Corsicato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una nascita inattesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leggero e surreale, Il Seme Della Discordia è un giochino intelligente che si distingue nella massa delle commedie italiane per lo stile garbato e la piacevolezza delle soluzioni estetiche. Coloratissimo e innaturalistico, il mondo di Corsicato è invaso dai problemi della realtà (amore, gravidanza, stupro), ma li respinge con ingenua scaltrezza, gioca divertito con la percezione dello spettatore e lo coccola tra allusioni, siparietti e citazioni. Senza prendersi troppo sul serio, Pappi affabula con la freschezza del suo sguardo, creando un divertissment in cui la forma riesce ad essere sostanza. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6,5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wrestler&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Darren Aronofsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Requiem for a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robin Ramzinski, in arte Randy "The Ram" Robinson, 20 anni fa era un mito del Wrestling. Idolatrato dal pubblico, si rese protagonista di imprese memorabili, come la vittoria nel 1989 contro "The Ayatollah", suo acerrimo rivale. Devastato nel fisico e nell'animo, ora vive in una roulotte di cui a stento riesce a pagare l'affitto, tra lavoretti saltuari e combattimenti nei ring di periferia, assaporando l'ombra della sua antica gloria. Darren Aronofski si discosta dai barocchismi dei suoi primi lavori e si addentra nella storia con la telecamera in mano, restituendo uno sguardo ruvido e terreno, che bracca l'ex-campione nell'improbabile attesa di un suo trionfale ritorno. Lo insegue nei luoghi inesplorati del wrestling (un mondo di dolorosa finzione in cui bambini troppo cresciuti giocano con i loro corpi ipertrofici e sfogano le proprie deviazioni sadomasochistico-narcisiste), a lavoro, nei suoi incontri con Cassidy (una spogliarellista in declino che illude il suo cuore) e con Stephanie (figlia astiosa e trascurata con cui tenta un arduo ricongiungimento) per arrivare alla drammatica conclusione che le ferite più profonde sono quelle inflitte fuori dal ring. Memorabile l'interpretazione di Mickey Rourke, esaltato da un copione che sembra scritto addosso alla sua imponente massa livida, e definitiva consacrazione del talento di Aronofsky. One, Two, Ram! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMhTZJ7XmpI/AAAAAAAAARg/NbAJL7_3xuY/s1600-h/wrestler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMhTZJ7XmpI/AAAAAAAAARg/NbAJL7_3xuY/s320/wrestler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244533457699707538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-105663885981016634?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/105663885981016634/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=105663885981016634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/105663885981016634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/105663885981016634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/venezia-65.html' title='65° Mostra Internazionale D&apos;Arte Cinematografica'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMhTZJ7XmpI/AAAAAAAAARg/NbAJL7_3xuY/s72-c/wrestler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7533505656644163685</id><published>2008-09-07T15:54:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:00:38.101+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael Emerson (7 Settembre 1954 - Cedar Rapids, USA)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mira Furlan (7 Settembre 1955 - Zagabria, Croazia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPeWH8lWJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yXzrqfIeVz8/s1600-h/mimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPeWH8lWJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yXzrqfIeVz8/s320/mimi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243278862861031570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7533505656644163685?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7533505656644163685/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7533505656644163685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7533505656644163685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7533505656644163685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPeWH8lWJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/yXzrqfIeVz8/s72-c/mimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-986336796968812511</id><published>2008-09-07T13:57:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:02:42.767+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Il Borsino Dei Serial #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chi sale e chi scende tra le visioni seriali della settimana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISON BREAK&lt;/span&gt; &gt; &lt;span&gt;SCENDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scylla (4x01) - Breaking &amp;amp; Entering (4x02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo una terza stagione di maniera, che ha comunque regalato qualche gioia, Michael e Soci ritornano organizzando un'improbabile rimpatriata per combattere contro la famigerata Compagnia. Qualche nuovo personaggio, qualche morte eccellente e un'illustre resurrezione non bastano a risollevare un canovaccio narrativo imbolsito e afflitto da palesi forzature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;T-BAG&lt;/span&gt;: Le sue vicende sfociano ormai nel ridicolo, ma i suoi eccessi sono sempre goduriosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DEXTER&lt;/span&gt; &gt; &lt;span&gt;STABILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Father (3x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarà difficile per Dexter Morgan ripetere le imprese di una seconda stagione memorabile, ma dopo questo primo episodio le sensazioni sembrano incoraggianti. Come da tradizione, più che per i colpi di scena le vicende del nostro ematologo preferito coinvolgono per il loro ritmo serrato, l'ironia e la brillante caratterizzazione dei personaggi. E intanto i fili cominciano ad ingarbugliarsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Personaggio&lt;/span&gt; &gt; CODY: Bambino di una tenerezza straordinaria, neanche il cinico Dexter riesce a resistergli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPChrSR9QI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-8k9hFCZj_c/s1600-h/dex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPChrSR9QI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-8k9hFCZj_c/s320/dex.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243248275000259842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-986336796968812511?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/986336796968812511/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=986336796968812511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/986336796968812511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/986336796968812511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/il-borsino-dei-serial-1.html' title='Il Borsino Dei Serial #1'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SMPChrSR9QI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-8k9hFCZj_c/s72-c/dex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1150582348032863916</id><published>2008-09-02T01:03:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:31:31.910+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Eldorado Road</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Bouli Lanners (2008 - Durata 85')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un fallito e un disadattato in viaggio attraverso il Belgio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"L'idea per il film nasce da un fatto realmente accaduto: una notte sono tornato a casa e ho trovato due ladri. Uno era nascosto sotto il mio letto, l'altro sotto la scrivania!". Trasfigurando questo aneddoto, Bouli Lanners crea l'assunto di "Eldorado", road-movie dall'animo malinconico, pervaso di atmosfere grottesche. Yven, un irascibile commerciante d'auto d'epoca, sorprende il giovane Elie, un fifone eroinomane, mentre tenta di svaligiargli la casa. Dopo l'ovvia tensione iniziale, tra i due si crea una singolare empatia che culmina in un improbabile viaggio verso i confini del Belgio, nel vano(?) tentativo di sfuggire dalla solitudine e riscattare le loro dolorose esistenze. Fedele alla tradizione del genere, l'autore conduce i protagonisti tra situazioni surreali (geniale l'entrata in scena di "Alain Delon"), drammatiche e divertenti, mentre dal finestrino scorrono paesaggi desola(n)ti e paesini isola(n)ti. Alternando umorismo e rassegnazione, il regista disegna una storia piccola e semplice con pennellate decise e consapevoli, evitando lagnose lungaggini ed esibendo il suo talento espressivo anche attraverso la coinvolgente colonna sonora e la seducente fotografia, illuminata da colori antichi. Un viaggio strano e indimenticabile. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SLx4QSYHhuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TQzEf25Q9SY/s1600-h/eldorado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SLx4QSYHhuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TQzEf25Q9SY/s320/eldorado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241196287558649570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1150582348032863916?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1150582348032863916/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1150582348032863916&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1150582348032863916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1150582348032863916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/09/eldorado-road.html' title='Eldorado Road'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SLx4QSYHhuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/TQzEf25Q9SY/s72-c/eldorado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8561754960760785178</id><published>2008-08-14T11:58:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:11:31.678+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdimenti ::'/><title type='text'>61° Festival del Film di Locarno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6-16 Agosto 2008, Locarno (Svizzera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mi piace il fascino discreto della Svizzera, mi piace il giallo abbinato al nero, mi piacciono i leopardi e mi piace il cinema. Con questi presupposti una gita al Festival Internazionale del Film di Locarno era praticamente obbligata. Tornato dalla trasferta non posso assolutamente pentirmi della scelta. Sul Lago Maggiore si riflette una città maculata che si gode con garbata vivacità il piacere della festa, accogliendo con accomodante precisione un variopinto popolo di appassionati, curiosi, autoctoni e villeggianti. Un'atmosfera piacevolissima, per gli amanti del cinema ma non solo. Appartenendo però alla prima categoria, mi dedico ad un breve resoconto dei film visionati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nordwand&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Philipp Stölzl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La tragica scalata del Monte Eiger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo confesso, dopo 40 minuti mi sono alzato e sono andato a bermi una cokina. Sarà che il film era in tedesco con sottotitoli in francese, sarà che per volere di Murphy la mia visuale era offuscata dalle vaporose chiome degli spettatori di fronte, ma proprio non potevo sopportare oltre questo bieco tentativo europeo di allestire un film d'avventura all'americana, con tanto di stucchevole accentuazione della trama amorosa, (presunte) scene ad effetto e (presunti) siparietti umoristici per sdrammatizzare la tensione. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto N.G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Clark Gregg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le singolari vicende di un sessodipendente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adattamento dell'omonimo romanzo di Chuck Palahniuk, la prima regia dell'attore Clark Gregg è una dozzinale riproposizione del caustico racconto originale. Il soggetto è sicuramente spassoso e la visione risulta a tratti godereccia, ma i meriti sono tutti dello scrittore e i demeriti tutti della sciatteria delle scelte realizzative, che vanificano le potenzialità cinematografiche del testo (il paragone con il "Fight Club" di Fincher è irriguardoso). Non delude Angelica Houston, perfetta nella parte della sconclusionata Ida Mancini. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alice En El Pais&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Esteban Larrain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lunga passeggiata di una ragazzina boliviana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentato nella sezione dedicata ai registi esordienti, il viaggio di Alice è una lenta camminata nelle distese desolate della Bolivia. La latitanza di dialoghi e di uno sviluppo narrativo vero e proprio, compensati dalla ricercatezza delle inquadratura e dei movimenti di macchina, fanno sembrare il film un buon saggio di fine corso per una scuola di regia. Splendida l'ambientazione sudamericana. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Possibilite D'Un Ile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Michel Houellebecq&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ipote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tico destino della razza umana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo scrittore francese ridisegna su pellicola il suo ultimo romanzo, visionario racconto di (fanta)scienza teorica che getta l'umanità in un futuro arido e desolante. La narrazione è talvolta farraginosa e abbonda di passaggi impliciti, ma intriga nei concetti e nella stilizzazione estetica, anche se l'estrema asetticità rende difficile il coinvolgimento emotivo. Potrebbe infastidire, come ogni autocompiaciuta provocazione. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shorei X&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Kohki Yoshida&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La difficile convivenza tra una madre e un figlio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opera prima di un imberbe registra giapponese, "Symptom X" è la triste vicenda di un giovane uomo costretto a prendersi cura della propria madre schizofrenica. Film di angosciante minimalismo, immobile e silenzioso, che si affida all'iterazione e ad una rappresentazione disadorna per esprimere la drammaticità quotidiana della malattia.&lt;br /&gt;Cinema piccolo, ma a suo modo sorprendente. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6,5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lecture 21&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Alessandro Baricco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il Maestro e il professore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'esordio cinematografico del noto scrittore italiano sorprende per freschezza, fantasia e voglia di stupire. Un assunto curioso e coraggioso (la demolizione artistica della nona sinfonia di Beethoven) che si espande in un florilegio di vicende umane, situazioni surreali, aneddoti tristi e divertenti, considerazioni sulla senilità e sull'amore. Estatico ed enfatico, "Lezione 21" svela l'inattesa consapevolezza cinematografica del suo autore, abile a sfruttare le potenzialità visive e sonore del mezzo oltre che a giocare con i generi e con il montaggio. Baricco sarà pure furbetto e arrogante (la sua presentazione del film prima della proiezione ne è conferma assoluta), ma è difficile restare indifferenti alla sua straordinaria capacità di raccontare. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SKQDIgj2qXI/AAAAAAAAANs/WcdJxCo0g88/s1600-h/locarno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SKQDIgj2qXI/AAAAAAAAANs/WcdJxCo0g88/s320/locarno.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234312111625513330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8561754960760785178?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8561754960760785178/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8561754960760785178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8561754960760785178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8561754960760785178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/08/61-festival-del-film-di-locarno.html' title='61° Festival del Film di Locarno'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SKQDIgj2qXI/AAAAAAAAANs/WcdJxCo0g88/s72-c/locarno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5438861493106891521</id><published>2008-08-06T02:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T02:11:22.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Htv ::'/><title type='text'>Htv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noah And The Whale - Shape Of My Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Peaceful, The World Lays Me Down - 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="208"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fcMQDsd9cs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_fcMQDsd9cs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="208"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5438861493106891521?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5438861493106891521/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5438861493106891521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5438861493106891521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5438861493106891521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/08/htv.html' title='Htv'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3122092600066077868</id><published>2008-07-31T03:14:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T03:24:01.372+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SJET_FHPEbI/AAAAAAAAANk/jag0pDrpsv8/s1600-h/odawas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SJET_FHPEbI/AAAAAAAAANk/jag0pDrpsv8/s320/odawas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228982616779067826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Odawas - The Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Raven and the White Night, 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I Believe in the Ice / As preserver of my life (...)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3122092600066077868?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3122092600066077868/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3122092600066077868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3122092600066077868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3122092600066077868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/07/hst-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SJET_FHPEbI/AAAAAAAAANk/jag0pDrpsv8/s72-c/odawas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2319431917757810431</id><published>2008-06-08T13:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:23:30.569+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Heaven Is Waiting ::'/><title type='text'>Heaven Is Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dino Risi (23 Dicembre 1916 - 7 Giugno 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEu-zGf6FvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q0BQhsbnzSU/s1600-h/risi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEu-zGf6FvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q0BQhsbnzSU/s320/risi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209467179111159538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2319431917757810431?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2319431917757810431/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2319431917757810431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2319431917757810431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2319431917757810431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/06/heaven-is-waiting.html' title='Heaven Is Waiting'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEu-zGf6FvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Q0BQhsbnzSU/s72-c/risi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5325009023397326350</id><published>2008-06-02T12:19:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T12:42:21.965+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's No Place Like Home - 4x12, 4x13, 4x14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh, but anyway, Toto, we're home. Home! And this is my room, and you're all here. And I'm not gonna leave here ever, ever again, because I love you all, and - oh, Auntie Em - there's no place like home!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ruota gira e l'isola, puff, scompare. Chissà dove. Chissà quando. Chissà come. L'isola svanisce con un sibilo assordante e la quarta stagione di Lost svanisce con un triplo episodio frastornante. Prima parte accattivante, seconda travolgente, terza solo sufficiente: non che nel finale manchino scene entusiasmanti, ma l'eccessiva enfasi e la carenza di delucidazioni sulla moltitutine di eventi mostrati rendono difficoltosa la digestione di fratture spazio-temporali, apparizioni, reincarnazioni e complessi drammi individuali (merita menzione il povero Jin, frettolosamente liquidato). E così, come ogni anno, abbiamo scoperto qualcosa e ci sentiamo più ignoranti di prima, sperduti tra indizi e speculazioni, ricordi ed emozioni. Restano i momenti toccanti, come l'incontro tra Penny e Des o l'eroismo di Sawyer, e i momenti solenni, come il dialogo tra Locke e Jack o il passaggio di consegne con Ben, ma soprattutto resta il legame con l'isola, perchè non si può restare indifferenti ad un luogo in cui i miracoli accadono davvero. Riposa in pace, Jeremy Bentham, ci rivediamo tra qualche mese. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8,5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEPKWyA65AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sckKg3MqdYs/s1600-h/isola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEPKWyA65AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sckKg3MqdYs/s320/isola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207228086901990402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5325009023397326350?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5325009023397326350/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5325009023397326350&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5325009023397326350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5325009023397326350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SEPKWyA65AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sckKg3MqdYs/s72-c/isola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6068960858975001966</id><published>2008-05-17T19:11:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T04:43:50.980+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Il Treno Per Il Darjeeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Wes Anderson (2008 - Durata 91')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Avventure Indiane dei Fratelli Whitman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La leggerezza di Un Colpo Da Dilettanti, lo spirito reazionario di Rushmore, la familiarità dei Tenenbaum e la vivacità di Steve Zissou.&lt;br /&gt;"Il Treno Per Il Darjeeling" trasporta valigie del passato ma è concettualmente proiettato nel futuro. Ogni suo coloratissimo vagone contiene una storia, ogni storia ne contiene altre. Ricordi, allusioni e divagazioni diventano la materia di una (pseudo)narrazione che procede per accumulazione. Il quinto film del geniale Wes Anderson è una sinfonia di ambienti, volti, oggetti e idee: una matassa di fili che si intrecciano, si ingarbugliano e si perdono, ma sono tutti indispensabili per confezionare la preziosa trama, ricamata con accurata imperfezione. Uno stralunato viaggio di scoperta, fisica e spirituale, che conduce i personaggi tra luoghi (ir)reali e situazioni (sur)reali, costringendoli a comprendere la drammaticità del cambiamento e a liberarsi dei bagagli superflui di un vissuto doloroso. Solo così si può ritrovare sè stessi e adeguarsi alla stimolante transitorietà dell'esistenza. Divertente, ma dolente, frivolo, ma profondo, spontaneo, ma sofisticato: "Il Treno Per Il Darjeeling" è un'esperienza da vivere e rivivere, ammirandone l'impeccabile forma e arricchendosi della sua illuminante sostanza. (H)indie pop (R)evolution. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SC8a5RiKbcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gXKPD72H7cU/s1600-h/darjee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SC8a5RiKbcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gXKPD72H7cU/s320/darjee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201405665897770434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SC8TDxiKbbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/5FLy2N3Rv1s/s1600-h/darjee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6068960858975001966?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6068960858975001966/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6068960858975001966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6068960858975001966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6068960858975001966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/05/il-treno-per-il-darjeeling.html' title='Il Treno Per Il Darjeeling'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SC8a5RiKbcI/AAAAAAAAAMA/gXKPD72H7cU/s72-c/darjee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-4215488581303534352</id><published>2008-05-14T03:17:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T13:23:03.767+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cabin Fever - 4x11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locke è tornato. Dopo essersi smarrito in discutibili autoritarismi, nelle macchinazioni di Ben e nella preparazione di gustosi manicaretti, John risorge per l'ennesima volta, illuminato dai suoi sogni e dalla sua fede. "Cabin Fever" è la storia di un predestinato che fin dalla nascita ha lottato contro un destino bastardo e capriccioso (come direbbe Ben), ma che finalmente comprende il significato della sua esistenza: difendere l'Isola o qualunque cosa essa rappresenti. In un episodio pervaso di allusioni mistiche, di concetti metafisici e di una notevole intensità emotiva, Lost torna a regalare il fascino della scoperta e, nonostante la solennità della vicenda principale, non dimentica di sviluppare le trame secondarie gettando le basi per un triplo season finale che promette fuoco e fiamme (anche perchè considerando l'arsenale del "simpaticissimo" Keamy è difficile prevedere una soluzione pacifica). Spostare l'isola? Mai dire a John cosa non può fare. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 9,5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9tBiKbaI/AAAAAAAAALw/1TzEcjBw8Qg/s1600-h/john.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9tBiKbaI/AAAAAAAAALw/1TzEcjBw8Qg/s320/john.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200036563467791778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-4215488581303534352?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4215488581303534352/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=4215488581303534352&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4215488581303534352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4215488581303534352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost_14.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9tBiKbaI/AAAAAAAAALw/1TzEcjBw8Qg/s72-c/john.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-4704760680212597975</id><published>2008-05-14T03:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:37:24.721+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something Nice Back Home - 4x10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non riesco più a detestare Jack. L'ottuso uomo di scienza, prepotente e testardo, è sempre più vittima delle circostanze: non riesce a tornare a casa e quando ci riuscirà se ne pentirà, non riesce ad avere soddisfazione sessuale da Kate e quando ci riuscirà se ne pentirà, in compenso riesce a farsi venire un appendicite e il fantasma di suo padre lo perseguita. Fortunatamente conosce anche il modo per allievare questi tormenti: pastiglie e cicchetti. Stima e solidarietà per il dottore. Tra assunzioni e insinuazioni, l'episodio si lascia guardare con discreto interesse, anche se dopo un inizio coinvolgente si perde nelle solite derive romantiche di cui Kate è ovviamente l'insopportabile protagonista. Un aperitivo alcolico prima della ricca cena in capanna. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6,5&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9WRiKbZI/AAAAAAAAALo/KOvholVkiJk/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9WRiKbZI/AAAAAAAAALo/KOvholVkiJk/s320/jack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200036172625767826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-4704760680212597975?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4704760680212597975/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=4704760680212597975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4704760680212597975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4704760680212597975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SCo9WRiKbZI/AAAAAAAAALo/KOvholVkiJk/s72-c/jack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3419548187295491059</id><published>2008-05-05T02:06:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:19:39.604+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SB5RjPn1LKI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ru79K5WRTGU/s1600-h/lola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SB5RjPn1LKI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ru79K5WRTGU/s320/lola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196680685962996898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinks - This Time Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lola Vs Powerman &lt;/span&gt;And The Moneygoround&lt;span style=""&gt;, 1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicsonglyrics.com/K/kinkslyrics/kinksthistimetomorrowlyrics.htm"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/perturbazione/991380/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3419548187295491059?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3419548187295491059/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3419548187295491059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3419548187295491059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3419548187295491059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/05/het-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SB5RjPn1LKI/AAAAAAAAALg/Ru79K5WRTGU/s72-c/lola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1834400891328469005</id><published>2008-05-01T11:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T16:01:37.272+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wesley Wales Anderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (1 Maggio 1969 - Houston, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBmJc_n1LII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bOQwCsES_Po/s1600-h/wes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBmJc_n1LII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bOQwCsES_Po/s320/wes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195334776356416642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1834400891328469005?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1834400891328469005/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1834400891328469005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1834400891328469005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1834400891328469005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBmJc_n1LII/AAAAAAAAALQ/bOQwCsES_Po/s72-c/wes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3880996707936683271</id><published>2008-04-30T16:04:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:16:25.217+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hot Spot ::'/><title type='text'>Hot Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Il Treno per il Darjeeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (di Wes Anderson)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can a train be lost? It's on rails..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBh-Hfn1LHI/AAAAAAAAALI/2dcXo-4MC78/s1600-h/darje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBh-Hfn1LHI/AAAAAAAAALI/2dcXo-4MC78/s320/darje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195040837384612978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3880996707936683271?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3880996707936683271/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3880996707936683271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3880996707936683271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3880996707936683271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/hot-spot.html' title='Hot Spot'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBh-Hfn1LHI/AAAAAAAAALI/2dcXo-4MC78/s72-c/darje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7490189499550944196</id><published>2008-04-29T17:43:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T18:12:31.481+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shape Of Things To Come - 4x09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Widmore attacca l'Isola con le sue truppe, lancia i dadi e scatena l'Inferno. Il conflitto è sanguinoso: comparse decimate, una moltitudine di feriti e qualche morte illustre a cui nemmeno il machiavellico Ben riesce a restare indifferente. Le regole sono cambiate, ogni pedina è sacrificabile per raggiungere il proprio obiettivo e non c'è più tempo per organizzare la difesa. "The Shape of Thing To Come" traccia i contorni degli eventi con sorprendente decisione, tra piccole rivoluzioni e grandi rivelazioni, puntando sull'azione e sulla spettacolarizzazione. Il gioco è sicuramente divertente, peccato che qualche passaggio appaia forzato (vedi Ben Action Man e il Fumo Nero telecomandato) e che i presunti protagonisti sembrino sempre più miseri carrarmatini del Risiko nella mani di Ben e Charles. Preferivo L'Isola Di Fuoco.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Voto 7,5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBdCsvn1LGI/AAAAAAAAALA/0oxlyol4do0/s1600-h/ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBdCsvn1LGI/AAAAAAAAALA/0oxlyol4do0/s320/ben.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194694031660362850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7490189499550944196?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7490189499550944196/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7490189499550944196&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7490189499550944196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7490189499550944196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SBdCsvn1LGI/AAAAAAAAALA/0oxlyol4do0/s72-c/ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7542802084698687643</id><published>2008-04-23T03:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T03:36:53.898+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robert Smith (21 Aprile 1959 - Blackpool, Inghilterra)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SA6Skvn1LFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v6ayd1wUjtU/s1600-h/robert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SA6Skvn1LFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v6ayd1wUjtU/s320/robert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192248580361235538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7542802084698687643?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7542802084698687643/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7542802084698687643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7542802084698687643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7542802084698687643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SA6Skvn1LFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/v6ayd1wUjtU/s72-c/robert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-538555049858350946</id><published>2008-04-12T12:03:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T12:19:24.211+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Juno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Jason Reitman (2008 - Durata 92')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il film sulla ragazzina che rimane incinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trionfatore alla Festa del Cinema di Roma e involontario vettore di proclami politici antiabortisti, "Juno" è più semplicemente una piccola storia d'amore. La giovane protagonista e il suo impacciato fidanzatino, ammaliati da una sincera attrazione, concepiscono il loro amore e affrontano con compassionevole innocenza i disagi della gravidanza, proteggendo da ogni pregiudizio la libertà delle loro scelte. Juno, adolescente caparbia e irriverente, sottolinea con la sua dolente ironia le contraddizioni di una società incoerente, divisa tra comprensione e preconcetto, ambizione e frustrazione, responsabilità e immaturità. Un film frizzante e intelligente che sorprende per la bravura dei suoi interpreti e per la brillantezza della scrittura (della bloggista Diablo Cody), oltre a confermare il talento di Jason Reitman, abile compositore di suggestioni Indie Pop, dall'eccentrica familiarità di Wes Anderson all'ingarbugliato battibeccare delle Gilmore Girls, dalla malinconica vitalità dei Belle &amp;amp; Sebastien alla vivacità estetica del gusto alternativo. Un grazioso frugoletto. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7,5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SACJYv57DvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3lyNBfsA0UU/s1600-h/Juno+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SACJYv57DvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3lyNBfsA0UU/s320/Juno+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188297829000089330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-538555049858350946?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/538555049858350946/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=538555049858350946&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/538555049858350946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/538555049858350946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/juno.html' title='Juno'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/SACJYv57DvI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3lyNBfsA0UU/s72-c/Juno+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1150296851695076503</id><published>2008-04-07T19:40:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T01:57:59.538+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Un Bacio Romantico</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Wong Kar-Wai (2008 - Durata 111')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una giovane donna cerca di ricomporre il suo cuore spezzato con viaggi, incontri e torte di mirtilli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedato, sedotto o seducente? Difficile definire l'operato di Wong Kar-Wai che, affascinato da suggestioni hollywoodiane, abbandona l'implicito per affidarsi all'esplicito. Fedele alla sua libertà espressiva, ma non pienamente alla sua genuina sensibilità, il regista cinese trascura la fase del corteggiamento e si dedica alla seduzione, estetica ed emotiva, folgorando con soluzioni visive straordinarie, ma deludendo con dinamiche sentimentali ordinarie. "My Blueberry Nights" tende all'universalità limitando la spontaneità, sostituisce la didascalia alla poesia, condensa la sostanza nella forma e disperde distrattamente il suo potenziale. Se prologo ed epilogo convincono per intima dolcezza, il cuore on the road della pellicola pecca di superficialità, alimentato da figure sottili ipoteticamente attraenti a cui non viene concesso il tempo di espandersi: personaggi (volutamente?) intangibili che si sforzano di essere tangibili ostentando i propri gesti concreti, tramutando oggetti in ricordi e trattando i ricordi come oggetti. Il coinvolgimento di "Un Bacio Romantico" appare programmatico e la mirabile dimostrazione di talento (del regista, degli attori, del direttore della fotografia) trasmette raramente pura emozione. Una melodrammatica natura morta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_pdncxoAdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RhP_JwrDzlQ/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_pdncxoAdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RhP_JwrDzlQ/s320/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186560853191164370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1150296851695076503?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1150296851695076503/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1150296851695076503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1150296851695076503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1150296851695076503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-bacio-romantico.html' title='Un Bacio Romantico'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_pdncxoAdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RhP_JwrDzlQ/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2395581041161754750</id><published>2008-04-07T01:36:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:20:08.176+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_lgYcxoAcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L7qn6k1sQzY/s1600-h/perturbazione_incircolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_lgYcxoAcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L7qn6k1sQzY/s320/perturbazione_incircolo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186282419051299266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perturbazione - La Rosa dei 20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(In Circolo, 2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/perturbazione/991380/"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2395581041161754750?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2395581041161754750/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2395581041161754750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2395581041161754750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2395581041161754750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/04/het-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_lgYcxoAcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/L7qn6k1sQzY/s72-c/perturbazione_incircolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7994494026165061181</id><published>2008-03-31T19:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:17:46.166+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meet Kevin Johnson - 4x08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' ufficiale: senza Lost sono perduto. Kalambour a parte, mi scuso per il colpevole ritardo di questo commento, causato degli scompensi temporali dell'isola. "Meet Kevin Johnson" coincide con il malaugurato ritorno di Michael Dawson che, ovviamente, reca con sè l'usuale carico di sventure (su tutte la sosta di un mese prima della prossima puntata). Ormai odiato da tutti, il molesto Michael ci racconta le sue peripezie dopo la sua fuga con Walt, tra difficoltà economiche e relazionali, macchinazioni del solito Ben e vani tentativi di suicidio (sfortunatamente l'isola non ci concede ancora il piacere di vederlo morto, anche se certi indizi fanno supporre sia lui il famigerato "uomo nella bara"). Nonostante le stuzzicanti premesse, la puntata scorre senza troppi sussulti, limitandosi a confermare ipotesi prevedibili su questioni più o meno rilevanti (Ohibò, Tom è gay, questo si che è un dettaglio fondamentale per lo sviluppo della storia) e delude anche il cliffhanger finale, tutt'altro che sconvolgente. Le soddisfazioni maggiori dell'episodio sono sicuramente il decesso dell'irritante Karl e Michael infamato da Sayid, mentre il rammarico più grande è non poter assaggiare il pancake di John. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_EdXMxoAbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqneLjpPWw8/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_EdXMxoAbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqneLjpPWw8/s320/lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183956930483716530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7994494026165061181?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7994494026165061181/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7994494026165061181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7994494026165061181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7994494026165061181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost_31.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R_EdXMxoAbI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqneLjpPWw8/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-947782529959620839</id><published>2008-03-28T04:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:19:19.725+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Htv ::'/><title type='text'>Htv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those Dancing Days - Hitten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Those Dancing Days EP - 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILuNZYmAs5o&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ILuNZYmAs5o&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-947782529959620839?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/947782529959620839/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=947782529959620839&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/947782529959620839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/947782529959620839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/htv.html' title='Htv'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5676870114593728474</id><published>2008-03-26T16:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:42:25.451+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdimenti ::'/><title type='text'>Shout Out Louds (La Casa 139, Milano)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;25 Marzo 2008 - Durata 70' circa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In un locale angusto come la stiva di una nave gli Shout Out Louds urlano le loro cattive(?) intenzioni. La colorita ciurma svedese, capitanata dal tenero Adam Olenius (che vocalmente ricorda Robert Smith ed esteticamente Sylar o Jason Schwartzman) e impreziosita dall'angelica Bebban Stenborg (sguardo ammaliante, vestitino candido e piedini nudi) salpa per il Sud America e conduce l'eccitato equipaggio in un oceano di suoni energici, appassionati, sinceri. Rievocando ritorni, salotti impolverati e amori impossibili, non resta che chiudere gli occhi e farsi coinvolgere dalla musica, cullati da arrangiamenti potenti e da ardite armonie, che sciolgono le membra e scaldano il cuore. Gli Shout Out Louds stanotte se ne devono andare, ma prima ci regalano tutto il loro amore e difficilmente dimenticheremo l'emozione di questo scrosciante acquazzone sonoro. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R-puZ8xoAaI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/43l9CtEeyPM/s1600-h/shout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R-puZ8xoAaI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/43l9CtEeyPM/s320/shout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182075713333232034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5676870114593728474?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5676870114593728474/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5676870114593728474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5676870114593728474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5676870114593728474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/shout-out-louds-livesh.html' title='Shout Out Louds (La Casa 139, Milano)'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R-puZ8xoAaI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/43l9CtEeyPM/s72-c/shout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-492133675409420616</id><published>2008-03-18T14:38:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T15:52:06.774+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ji Yeon - 4x07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nascita e morte(?), tradimenti e traditori, volti nuovi e volti noti, libri letti al contrario e un grosso panda di peluche. C'è tanta carne al fuoco in "Ji Yeon", peccato che la fiamma negli episodi dedicati alla simpatica coppia coreana sia sempre un po' debole. Storia ben congeniata, eventi che progrediscono e progetti per il futuro (la situazione sulla Nave Non Di Penny Ma Del Padre si fa sempre più interessante), ma certe dilatazioni sentimentali e la mancanza di incursioni nel Villaggio Vacanze John Locke riducono l'impatto di una puntata piacevole, ma non entusiasmante. Ora vediamo cosa ci racconta Kevin Johnson. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9_Gj0FlHMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xAojJe6uXaE/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9_Gj0FlHMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xAojJe6uXaE/s320/sun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179076415079128258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-492133675409420616?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/492133675409420616/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=492133675409420616&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/492133675409420616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/492133675409420616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost_18.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9_Gj0FlHMI/AAAAAAAAAKI/xAojJe6uXaE/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-550144046140201554</id><published>2008-03-11T19:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T02:31:53.818+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Other Woman - 4x06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sussurri, fiaccole, apparizioni misteriose, stazioni Dharma, duetti tra Ben e John: quest'episodio ha il sapore della seconda serie e non sarò certo io a lamentarmene. La stagione della botola non sarà forse la migliore, ma adoro il suo gusto deciso: una succulenta mescolanza di ritmo incalzante, eccessi drammatici, atmosfere tetre, flashback introspettivi e concetti ancestrali (il bene e il male, o il sale e il pepe se si vuole restare in metafora culinaria). Condita di questi ingredienti, la ricetta "The Other Woman"  soddisfa il palato e stimola l'appetito per la prossima portata, oltre a riuscire nella difficile impresa di insaporire la stopposa Juliet. Complimenti allo chef. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8,5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9bXR-DL8uI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WRPy8YMF_sU/s1600-h/juliet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9bXR-DL8uI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WRPy8YMF_sU/s320/juliet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176561525423076066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-550144046140201554?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/550144046140201554/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=550144046140201554&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/550144046140201554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/550144046140201554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost_11.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9bXR-DL8uI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WRPy8YMF_sU/s72-c/juliet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8352823116921932362</id><published>2008-03-07T17:59:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:13:17.696+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Non E' Un Paese Per Vecchi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Ethan e Joel Coen (2008 - Durata 122')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il Buono, L'Umano e il Cattivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è il Buono, lo Sceriffo Bell, che si prodiga a preservare la vita in un mondo ormai inaridito, c'è l'Umano, Llewelyn Moss, che si lascia sedurre del male e quando comprende il suo peccato originale non può più sfuggire dalla sua dannazione, e c'è il Cattivo, il Killer Chigurh, che rinuncia alla sua umanità per dedicarsi allo sterminio del "bestiame". La dualità tra bene e male si manifesta nella (tele)visione dell'ultima opera dei Coen e riflette la disperata lotta per la sopravvivenza della malcapitata umanità, divisa tra una sfuggevole morale di giustizia e l'attraente consuetudine dell'ingiustizia. "No Country For Old Men" è una landa desertica sulla quale si dimenano creature svilite braccate dallo spietato fantasma della morte, la rassegnata descrizione della normalità e la sua banale discesa verso il male. Una malattia incurabile che intacca ogni tessuto e genera un'inarrestabile spirale di violenza, fisica e morale, che non concede redenzione. Un film condivisibile nella teoria e magistrale nella forma, che merita ampiamente ogni riconoscimento ricevuto. Pessimisticamente perfetto. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9F1WeDL8tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yRZJMoOFAjs/s1600-h/nocountry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9F1WeDL8tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yRZJMoOFAjs/s320/nocountry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175046475709412050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8352823116921932362?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8352823116921932362/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8352823116921932362&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8352823116921932362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8352823116921932362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/non-e-un-paese-per-vecchi.html' title='Non E&apos; Un Paese Per Vecchi'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R9F1WeDL8tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yRZJMoOFAjs/s72-c/nocountry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1677070829173305795</id><published>2008-03-01T18:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T18:55:52.744+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Constant - 4x05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Just like Ulysses on the open sea / On an odyssey of self-discovery"&lt;/span&gt; ("Ulysses", Dead Can Dance). Sperduto nello spazio, nel tempo, nella sua mente, Desmond desidera solamente ricongiungersi con Penelope. Solo l'amore può salvare dalla follia un naufrago alla deriva nel beffardo mare del destino. Quando si è dispersi serve una rotta, un punto di riferimento: Dezzie ha Penny, lo spettatore ha Desmond. Provocando l'incidente aereo, sbucando da una botola, profetizzando la morte di Charlie o avvertendo i superstiti che quella "Not Penny's Boat", Desmond esplicita gli espedienti narrativi di Lost e ne vive in prima persona quelli teorici, viaggiando attraverso le stratificazioni percettive, emotive, e simboliche con disorientante consequenzialità. Un deus ex machina deliziosamente umano, inconsapevole e confuso, spesso avulso dalla vicenda principale, ma fondamentale per il suo sviluppo e la sua comprensione, la sorprendente costante di un'equazione dalle variabili potenzialmente infinite. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8mYYPsE_CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3TIOxS6JQRg/s1600-h/des.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8mYYPsE_CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3TIOxS6JQRg/s320/des.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172833189307415586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1677070829173305795?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1677070829173305795/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1677070829173305795&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1677070829173305795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1677070829173305795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/03/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8mYYPsE_CI/AAAAAAAAAJw/3TIOxS6JQRg/s72-c/des.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2184798568348648301</id><published>2008-02-27T00:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:21:11.453+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8SperfUC8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/WC_NDax6BmI/s1600-h/if.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8SperfUC8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/WC_NDax6BmI/s320/if.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171444616663403458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian - Get Me Away From Here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(If You're Feeling Sinister, 1996)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.actionext.com/names_b/belle_sebastian_lyrics/get_me_away_from_here_im_dying.html"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2184798568348648301?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2184798568348648301/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2184798568348648301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2184798568348648301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2184798568348648301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/het-sounds-through-h_27.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8SperfUC8I/AAAAAAAAAJg/WC_NDax6BmI/s72-c/if.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-4977635596104234366</id><published>2008-02-24T16:42:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T20:47:24.119+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eggtown - 4x04&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo confesso. Parto prevenuto. Il personaggio di Kate ormai mi annoia. Perennemente incapace di imparare dai suoi errori, la seducente naufraga continua goffamente a dispensare promesse che non mantiene, ostentando con orgoglio le sue qualità (principalmente estetiche) nel vano tentativo di celare la sua debolezza. Eppure, miracolata da un'incomprensibile perbenismo collettivo, viene assecondata da (quasi) tutti e anziché riproporsi di cambiare, di evolvere, rimbalza da una situazione all'altra fuggendo da sé stessa e dalle sue responsabilità. Povera Kate. Eggtown ribadisce stancamente che Kate è sempre Kate e che Lost è sempre Lost, nel bene e nel male: l'affetto c'è sempre, ma dopo una settantina di episodi sarebbe il caso di evolvere. Povero Lost. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5,5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8GTN7fUC7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/D_ivfGWZMl8/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8GTN7fUC7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/D_ivfGWZMl8/s320/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170575714714651570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-4977635596104234366?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/4977635596104234366/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=4977635596104234366&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4977635596104234366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/4977635596104234366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost_24.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R8GTN7fUC7I/AAAAAAAAAJY/D_ivfGWZMl8/s72-c/06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6149982419513910136</id><published>2008-02-22T02:33:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T18:04:25.151+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Il Petroliere</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Paul Thomas Anderson (2008 - Durata 158')&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un vampiro insaziabile assettato di sangue nero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partorito da una terra ostile, ricoperto di fangosa placenta, Daniel Plainview è una creatura famelica che succhia avidamente il seno della propria madre. L'unico scopo della sua esistenza è soddisfare un malsano istinto di possesso, incurante di come possa corrompere il suo fisico e il suo animo.  Plainview è un essere disprezzabile, ma non è un caso così isolato. Tutti conoscono la fame e l'appagamento animalesco nel soddisfarla. "There Will Be Blood" è la truce esasperazione di questo concetto, una feroce metafora del capitalismo, che annichilisce con la sua attraente prepotenza ogni accenno di civiltà. Faticoso da assimilare come una terribile rivelazione, l'opera di P. T. Anderson è una maestosa eruzione di liquido nero che esauritasi lascia spazio al drenaggio. Il valore della sostanza è notevole per essere sprecato in zampilli e se l'immediata fascinazione per gli esibizionismi registici e recitativi rischia di stancare, ci pensano le ingegnose tubazioni sotterranee a prolungare il sostentamento. Storditi da un comparto sonoro eccezionale e persuasi da una rara magnificenza visiva, ci si lascia abbindolare dagli sproloqui del malefico vampiro, pur essendo consapevoli che alla fine ci sarà del sangue. Una questione di drenaggio. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R74n37fUC6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k8QJ392XCS4/s1600-h/daniel_day_lewis3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R74n37fUC6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k8QJ392XCS4/s320/daniel_day_lewis3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169613264083225506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6149982419513910136?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6149982419513910136/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6149982419513910136&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6149982419513910136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6149982419513910136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/il-petroliere.html' title='Il Petroliere'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R74n37fUC6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/k8QJ392XCS4/s72-c/daniel_day_lewis3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5057572123042426063</id><published>2008-02-18T02:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:19:57.885+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Htv ::'/><title type='text'>Htv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love You But I've Chosen Darkness - The Owl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fear Is On Our Side - 2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CD6VgRUE1y0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CD6VgRUE1y0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5057572123042426063?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5057572123042426063/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5057572123042426063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5057572123042426063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5057572123042426063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/htv.html' title='Htv'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-99819926762714338</id><published>2008-02-16T19:30:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:37:18.741+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Economist - 4x03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terzo episodio in stile terza serie per la quarta stagione di Lost: ritmi incostanti (prima parte dilatata, seconda affrettata), derive amorose (stima per Sawyer), stranezze vezzose (l'arrivo del razzo con mezz'ora di ritardo e l'improbabile capigliatura di Sayid nel flash-forward) e ovviamente nessuna rivelazione concreta (Sayid "Ocean Six" Jarrah arruolato come sicario dal malefico Ben è una domanda più che una risposta). L'intrattenimento è sempre gradevole, ma reca con sé qualche perplessità: vada per i calcoli sempre più complicati, ma almeno diteci chi è l'economista. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7cy17fUC5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/dMXFemYIeuw/s1600-h/sayid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7cy17fUC5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/dMXFemYIeuw/s320/sayid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167654999514418066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-99819926762714338?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/99819926762714338/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=99819926762714338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/99819926762714338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/99819926762714338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost_16.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7cy17fUC5I/AAAAAAAAAJI/dMXFemYIeuw/s72-c/sayid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2100798174285407741</id><published>2008-02-15T19:31:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T01:22:11.878+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>La Famiglia Savage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Tamara Jenkins (2007 - Durata 113')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un fratello e una sorella accudiscono il padre malato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parenti perdenti, divisi da pareri differenti, che tra lamenti e ammiccamenti, esprimono i loro turbamenti. Pellicola naturalistica e garbata, sul piano artistico un po' datata, ma indubbiamente ben recitata. Questa tipica nenia da Sundance Film Festival ben si adatta a "La Famiglia Savage", dignitoso esempio di cinema indipendente che si apprezza più per l'impegno che per il talento. Tamara Jenkins realizza sapientemente un prodotto moderatamente sofisticato, moderatamente riflessivo, moderatamente emozionante, moderatamente divertente: un film volutamente mediocre che si scopre essere mediocre. Lamento piccolo-borghese. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7XbmbfUC4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/D3wDwZyMv6I/s1600-h/TheSavages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7XbmbfUC4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/D3wDwZyMv6I/s320/TheSavages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167277600738118530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2100798174285407741?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2100798174285407741/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2100798174285407741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2100798174285407741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2100798174285407741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/la-famiglia-savage.html' title='La Famiglia Savage'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7XbmbfUC4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/D3wDwZyMv6I/s72-c/TheSavages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5347573836772429355</id><published>2008-02-12T11:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:30:24.236+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darren Aronofsky (12 Febbraio 1969 - Brooklyn, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7F3QrfUC3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xs_C2yT94wY/s1600-h/aronofsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7F3QrfUC3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xs_C2yT94wY/s320/aronofsky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166041376006343538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5347573836772429355?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5347573836772429355/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5347573836772429355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5347573836772429355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5347573836772429355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7F3QrfUC3I/AAAAAAAAAI4/xs_C2yT94wY/s72-c/aronofsky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1997275734685621748</id><published>2008-02-12T03:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T03:22:16.861+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Heaven Is Waiting ::'/><title type='text'>Heaven Is Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roy Scheider (10 Novembre 1932 - 10 Febbraio 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7ECvbfUC2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nkpn2hSVl_U/s1600-h/jaws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7ECvbfUC2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nkpn2hSVl_U/s320/jaws.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165913261426871138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1997275734685621748?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1997275734685621748/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1997275734685621748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1997275734685621748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1997275734685621748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/heaven-is-waiting.html' title='Heaven Is Waiting'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7ECvbfUC2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/nkpn2hSVl_U/s72-c/jaws.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-914336524126436247</id><published>2008-02-11T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T16:14:37.787+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Confirmed Dead - 4x02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuovi arrivi sull'isola: un fisico impacciato, uno spiritista spiritato, un'austera antropologa e un pilota avvinazzato.&lt;br /&gt;Conseuguenze: flashback, cliffhanger, nuovi misteri, poche risposte, dettagli simbolici, Locke metereologo e nessuna spiegazione per il fumo nero. Lost ritorna al passato, ma si protende verso il futuro. Più introduttivo dell'episodio introduttivo, "Confirmed Dead" chiarisce definitivamente che in questa stagione il nucleo narrativo si è scisso e ciò che accade fuori dall'isola non è più solo un riflesso nell'acqua. La situazione è sempre più ingarbugliata, la tensione è palpabile e ogni equilibrio è precario, ma non mancano piacevoli certezze, come le mistiche profezie di John (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Probabilmente sarei morto se avessi ancora un rene"&lt;/span&gt;), le rabbiose punzecchiature di Sawyer (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Certo, chi siamo noi per contraddire il fantasma di Walt più alto"&lt;/span&gt;) e i diabolici sotterfugi di Ben (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ho un mio uomo su quella nave"&lt;/span&gt;). Questi dannati 40 minuti passano troppo in fretta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto 9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7BlErfUC1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/e1doncgmd3g/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7BlErfUC1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/e1doncgmd3g/s320/lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165739903661902674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-914336524126436247?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/914336524126436247/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=914336524126436247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/914336524126436247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/914336524126436247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost_11.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R7BlErfUC1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/e1doncgmd3g/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8717584433605184332</id><published>2008-02-08T03:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:21:42.298+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6u6f3S7wXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3D8b-hstFk0/s1600-h/akronfamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6u6f3S7wXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3D8b-hstFk0/s320/akronfamily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164426454292480370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Akron/Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; - &lt;span&gt;Don't Be Afraid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Love Is Simple, 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearethelyrics.com/2/akron_family_lyrics_823/love_is_simple_lyrics_8724.html"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8717584433605184332?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8717584433605184332/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8717584433605184332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8717584433605184332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8717584433605184332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/het-sounds-through-h.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6u6f3S7wXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3D8b-hstFk0/s72-c/akronfamily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8897302643887891372</id><published>2008-02-05T17:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T02:07:47.778+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Into the Wild</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Sean Penn (2007 - Durata 148')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il viaggio estremo di Alexander Supertramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Into the Wild" è la vitale descrizione di un personaggio estremo, realizzata da un personaggio estremo. Anestetizzato dal materialismo della società del consumo, il giovane Christopher McCandless abbandona affetti e averi per avventurarsi nelle terre selvagge e risvegliare la parte più istintiva e spirituale di sé. Inizia così il percorso formativo di Alexander Supertramp, creatura auto-concepita che cerca con determinazione di ricongiungersi con la sua vera madre, la natura. Terreno fertile per Sean Penn, che sfrutta il singolare soggetto per esprimere tutto il suo vigoroso talento, fatto di contemplazioni appassionate, visioni violente ed emozioni viscerali. Esageratamente coinvolto dallo spirito di auto-affermazione, l'autore pecca di prolissità, carenza di rigore formale ed eccessi didascalici, ma è un prezzo che si paga volontieri per assistere ad un'opera così libera e liberatoria. Da vivere, più che da condividere. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6iVdHS7wWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e2zpfeiG5PA/s1600-h/emilewild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6iVdHS7wWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e2zpfeiG5PA/s320/emilewild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163541300187480418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8897302643887891372?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8897302643887891372/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8897302643887891372&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8897302643887891372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8897302643887891372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/into-wild.html' title='Into the Wild'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6iVdHS7wWI/AAAAAAAAAIY/e2zpfeiG5PA/s72-c/emilewild.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3038624495444598341</id><published>2008-02-02T19:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T19:49:33.488+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hatch ::'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Beginning of the End - 4x01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dopo oltre otto mesi di attesa, si ritorna sull'isola. "The Beginning of the End" è un tipico episodio di Lost, ma un'atipico primo episodio di Lost: nessun inizio folgorante, nessuna canzoncina da canticchiare aspettando la prossima puntata, nessuna risposta definitiva e nessun cambio di prospettiva. Eppure la narrazione è densa e intensa, non mancano colpi di scena e nuovi enigmi con cui arrovellarsi, i personaggi sono in gran forma e l'astuto meccanismo del Flash-Forward sembra avere intriganti possibilità di sviluppo. Il Serial funziona sempre egregiamente, ma comincia a serpeggiare la sensazione che si stia trascurando la lettura simbolica in favore di un ritmo più incalzante, con il rischio è di scadere in un godibile arzigogolo di colpi di scena, privo però di un'adeguata stratificazione metaforica: l'inizio della fine? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto 7,5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scende)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6S2InS7wVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gC44786srmc/s1600-h/hurley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6S2InS7wVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gC44786srmc/s320/hurley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162451331977036114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3038624495444598341?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3038624495444598341/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3038624495444598341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3038624495444598341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3038624495444598341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6S2InS7wVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gC44786srmc/s72-c/hurley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-6941605496166786423</id><published>2008-01-31T01:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T16:17:35.824+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hot Spot ::'/><title type='text'>Hot Spot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - The Beginning of The End (4x01)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We have to go back..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6EaoXS7wUI/AAAAAAAAAII/FcdmwBtd-wQ/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6EaoXS7wUI/AAAAAAAAAII/FcdmwBtd-wQ/s320/lost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161435928693817666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-6941605496166786423?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/6941605496166786423/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=6941605496166786423&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6941605496166786423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/6941605496166786423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-spot.html' title='Hot Spot'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R6EaoXS7wUI/AAAAAAAAAII/FcdmwBtd-wQ/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7608108517638175563</id><published>2008-01-28T03:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T15:59:12.953+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Harry a Pezzi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Woody Allen (1997 - Durata 96')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasmo e Orgasmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sfrontato e irriverente, "Deconstructing Harry" è un elogio alla fantasia masturbatoria. Woody Allen crea una versione camuffata di sé, si concentra sulle proprie perversioni e abbandona ogni freno inibitorio per soddisfare i suoi desideri fisici, creativi e intellettuali. Egocentrico ed erotomane, Harry Block è uno scrittore in crisi che si divincola goffamente tra lavoro, analisti, ex-mogli e amanti, cercando vanamente di riordinare il caos della sua esistenza. Gli evidenti compiacimenti autoreferenziali sono le fondamenta di un film sorretto dalla genialità del suo autore, abile a comporre un ingarbugliato mosaico di godibili frammenti narrativi, irresistibili dialoghi e sagaci reprimende sociali. Non sfuggono dalla logica di frantumazione il montaggio e il registro stilistico, che spazia vivacemente tra farsa, commedia, dramma e documentario. "Masturbarsi è fare sesso con la persona che si ama di più": prendere o lasciare. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R508xnS7wTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5XpTzMqlOVg/s1600-h/deconstructing_harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R508xnS7wTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5XpTzMqlOVg/s320/deconstructing_harry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160347571096109362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7608108517638175563?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7608108517638175563/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7608108517638175563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7608108517638175563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7608108517638175563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/harry-pezzi.html' title='Harry a Pezzi'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R508xnS7wTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/5XpTzMqlOVg/s72-c/deconstructing_harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-805453227335511653</id><published>2008-01-25T22:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:06:47.061+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>American Gangster</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Ridley Scott (2008 - Durata 157')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il sogno americano di un gangster nero si scontra con l'ideale di giustizia di un poliziotto bianco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipico esempio di (presunto) film d'autore hollywoodiano, American Gangster è una mirabile produzione industriale più interessata a piacere che ad esprimere. Ridley Scott si crogiola nel film di genere, ripropone temi classici (il bene e il male, ma nel male si nasconde il bene e nel bene si nasconde il male, ohibò), si affida ad attori affermati e non bada a spese per costumi e scenografie, senza dimenticarsi di sciorinare (scontati) virtuosismi in fase di regia e montaggio. In cotanto lusso formale si distingue negativamente solo la sceneggiatura, semplicistica e mal bilanciata tra una prima parte sovraccarica di lungaggini descrittive e l'accademico finale esplosivo. Un vacua esibizione di talento. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5pcmHS7wSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Tag-XTj3s-k/s1600-h/american_gangster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5pcmHS7wSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Tag-XTj3s-k/s320/american_gangster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159538132969570594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-805453227335511653?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/805453227335511653/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=805453227335511653&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/805453227335511653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/805453227335511653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/american-gangster.html' title='American Gangster'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5pcmHS7wSI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Tag-XTj3s-k/s72-c/american_gangster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-381498625893401592</id><published>2008-01-24T01:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:20:31.431+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Htv ::'/><title type='text'>Htv</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Colder - Crazy Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Again - 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4kzcdAMPDA&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4kzcdAMPDA&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="208" width="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-381498625893401592?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/381498625893401592/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=381498625893401592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/381498625893401592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/381498625893401592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/colder-crazy-love.html' title='Htv'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5266455056809591263</id><published>2008-01-23T14:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:39:38.395+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Heaven Is Waiting ::'/><title type='text'>Heaven Is Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heath Ledger (4 Aprile 1979 - 22 Gennaio 2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5dF43S7wRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7NwDsvMdqNg/s1600-h/joker-batman-dark-knight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5dF43S7wRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7NwDsvMdqNg/s320/joker-batman-dark-knight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158668741394546962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5266455056809591263?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5266455056809591263/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5266455056809591263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5266455056809591263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5266455056809591263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/heaven-is-waiting.html' title='Heaven Is Waiting'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5dF43S7wRI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7NwDsvMdqNg/s72-c/joker-batman-dark-knight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7823969015099329666</id><published>2008-01-21T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:45:16.212+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>La Leggenda di Beowulf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Robert Zemeckis (2007 - Durata 114')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Un'orrendo mostro con l'otite è indispettito da vicini rumorosi. Uno sbraitante eroe giunge per risolvere la contesa, ma una terribile maledizione incombe sul suo destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libero adattamento del noto poema epico anglosassone, "La Leggenda di Beowulf" è una vecchia storia di guerrieri raccontata con nuove tecniche di animazione tridimensionale. Mosso da istinti masturbatori, Robert Zemeckis allestisce uno stucchevole guazzabuglio di creature mostruose, esternazioni virili, violenza gratuita, onanismo tecnologico e modeste perversioni sessuali (omaccioni con il fisico scultoreo, tacchi a spillo e chiappe dorate). I rari spunti intriganti della sceneggiatura (rapporto tra umanità e mito, eredità e discendenza) si perdono tra urla sconclusionate e goffi tentativi di seduzione estetica, riducendo il film a una misera operazione commerciale, peraltro di dubbio gusto.&lt;br /&gt;Una mostruosità mitologica. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 3,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5TFGhXXq3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZUDUHNnvi9Q/s1600-h/grendel-beowulf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5TFGhXXq3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZUDUHNnvi9Q/s320/grendel-beowulf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157964189072337778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7823969015099329666?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7823969015099329666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7823969015099329666&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7823969015099329666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7823969015099329666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/la-leggenda-di-beowulf.html' title='La Leggenda di Beowulf'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5TFGhXXq3I/AAAAAAAAAHo/ZUDUHNnvi9Q/s72-c/grendel-beowulf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8320352980258320162</id><published>2008-01-20T17:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T18:30:42.849+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Happy Birthday ::'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Keith Lynch (20 Gennaio 1946 - Missoula, Montana, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5N6ZxXXq1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ESWK2_xnlWI/s1600-h/dragan_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5N6ZxXXq1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ESWK2_xnlWI/s320/dragan_03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157600581436025682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8320352980258320162?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8320352980258320162/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8320352980258320162&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8320352980258320162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8320352980258320162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5N6ZxXXq1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ESWK2_xnlWI/s72-c/dragan_03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-8314690116759384383</id><published>2008-01-20T04:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:45:37.581+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Michael Bay (2007 - Durata 144')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I robottoni buoni lottano contro i robottoni cattivi per salvare il mondo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosa si può pretendere da un film tratto da una linea di divertenti giocattoloni ipotecnologici, se non un divertente giocattolone ipertecnologico? Accettando l'assunto ed evitando accuratamente ogni pretesa di verosomiglianza (soggetto e sceneggiatura ostentano una natura bambinesca), Transformers è un balocco per lo spettatore spensierato che ama trastullarsi con un costante bombardamento audio-visivo, qualitativamente eccellente e stilisticamente accettabile. Il gioco appaga per i suoi accessori, uno stuolo di mastodonti cibernetici piacevolmente caratterizzati che rubano facilmente la scena ai pupazzi umani, pur coinvolgendoli, tra un'esplosione e l'altra, in simpatici siparietti (auto)ironici. L'esasperazione della componente giocosa è però pregio e limite del prodotto: Michael Bay si lascia prendere la mano, trascura ogni approfondimento e genera a tratti confusione, soprattutto in fase di montaggio e di composizione dell'immagine, ma è un prezzo congruo da pagare. Per Bambini e Bambinoni. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5LDhxXXq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o2Y6A83gasQ/s1600-h/transformers_optimusprime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5LDhxXXq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o2Y6A83gasQ/s320/transformers_optimusprime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157399508247096130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-8314690116759384383?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/8314690116759384383/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=8314690116759384383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8314690116759384383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/8314690116759384383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R5LDhxXXq0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o2Y6A83gasQ/s72-c/transformers_optimusprime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-53819050950324509</id><published>2008-01-16T14:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:22:28.727+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: HST ::'/><title type='text'>HST - Sounds Through H</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R498hhXXqzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jl7_FHnTIME/s1600-h/mojave3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R498hhXXqzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jl7_FHnTIME/s320/mojave3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156477013696424754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traccia 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mojave3 - The Mutineer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Puzzles Like You, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsomelyrics.com/611872/Mojave-3-The-Mutineer-Lyrics"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-53819050950324509?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/53819050950324509/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=53819050950324509&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/53819050950324509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/53819050950324509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/het-sounds-through-h-track-1.html' title='HST - Sounds Through H'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R498hhXXqzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Jl7_FHnTIME/s72-c/mojave3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2073870384080021486</id><published>2008-01-15T18:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:32:44.659+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: H ::'/><title type='text'>Hour 28 - Homer, Where Art Thou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Capitolo 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sai cosa significa il tuo nome?", sbottò Basanos con la sua solita insolenza.&lt;br /&gt;"H sta per molte cose", risposi contrariato.&lt;br /&gt;Ma com'era sua abitudine, proseguì a parlare dando poca importanza alle mie parole.&lt;br /&gt;Non lo faceva per cattiveria, o per disinteresse, preferiva semplicemente glissare su ogni possibile divergenza, per evitare di perdersi nelle proprie inattaccabili convinzioni e smarrire il sentiero del discorso.&lt;br /&gt;"Sto studiando Tedesco."&lt;br /&gt;"La trovo una lingua poco musicale.", appuntai.&lt;br /&gt;"E' una lingua ruvida ma possiede parole propalatrici."&lt;br /&gt;"Propalatrici?"&lt;br /&gt;"Holzeweg, ad esempio, è composta da "Holz" - legno, ma anche  bosco - e "Weg" - sentiero, ma anche smarrire".&lt;br /&gt;"E quindi?" chiesi incuriosito.&lt;br /&gt;"Sentiero che si perde nel bosco. Si può tradurre così."&lt;br /&gt;"Affascinante..."&lt;br /&gt;Avvertii un senso di stordimento, non per i lemmi, le locuzioni e le elucubrazioni che Basanos continuava a dispensare, ma per la percezione intima di quel significato, che risuonò in me come l'invocazione a una musa: una sovrapposizione di fotogrammi proiettati dalla stessa luce, o forse insetti intrappolati nella stessa ragnatela.&lt;br /&gt;Ora realizzo che sono i capitoli di una storia, le pagine di un destino.&lt;br /&gt;"Grazie", dissi.&lt;br /&gt;"Grazie si dice danke, questo dovresti saperlo."&lt;br /&gt;"Intendevo per la lezione. Ci sentiamo nei prossimi giorni."&lt;br /&gt;Ritornando a casa, parole antiche riecheggiavano nel mio inconscio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Musa, quell'uom di multiforme ingegno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dimmi, che molto errò, poich'ebbe a terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gittate d'Ilïòn le sacre torri;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Che città vide molte, e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Un trillo interruppe lo scribacchiare di H.&lt;br /&gt;"Ci sei?"&lt;br /&gt;Come ormai era diventata sua abitudine, proseguì a scrivere dando poca importanza a quella domanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2073870384080021486?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2073870384080021486/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2073870384080021486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2073870384080021486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2073870384080021486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/hour-28-homer-where-are-thou.html' title='Hour 28 - Homer, Where Art Thou?'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-9019918219577690877</id><published>2008-01-14T17:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:46:07.853+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Napoleon Dynamite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Jared Hess (2004 - Durata 86')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le vicende scolastiche e familiari del giovane Napoleon Dynamite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fenomeno di culto negli Stati Uniti, "Napoleon Dynamite" è un film colorato popolato di personaggi coloriti, intriso di ingenua espressività eighties. Senza preoccuparsi di allestire una trama, il regista Jared Hess si limita a descrivere la vacua esistenza dell'occhialuto protagonista, un nerd irrecuperabile con un guardaroba inguardabile, divisa tra dubbie frequentazioni (un ottuso messicano e una timida fotografa glamour) e un contesto familiare altrettanto improbabile (un fratello maggiore alienato e la sua procace fidanzata virtuale, uno zio imbecille e il suo camper, una nonna particolarmente dinamica e il suo lama), accumulando bozzetti, tic, buffe esclamazioni e sospiri asmatici. Il giochino è simpatico, la confezione è vezzosa (squisiti i titoli di testa) ed è apprezzabile la scelta di privare i protagonisti di ogni ambizione di riscatto sociale, ma nel complesso il film risente della sua ostentata vuotezza, non riuscendo ad essere nè coinvolgente, nè esilarante, ma solamente curioso. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4uKVxXXqwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2RPFEHWbbMY/s1600-h/napoleon+dynamite+SPLASH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4uKVxXXqwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2RPFEHWbbMY/s320/napoleon+dynamite+SPLASH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155366305088908034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-9019918219577690877?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/9019918219577690877/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=9019918219577690877&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/9019918219577690877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/9019918219577690877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/napoleon-dynamite.html' title='Napoleon Dynamite'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4uKVxXXqwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/2RPFEHWbbMY/s72-c/napoleon+dynamite+SPLASH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-1695317810378875889</id><published>2008-01-10T11:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:46:25.913+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>L'Assassinio di Jesse James per Mano del Codardo Robert Ford</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Andrew Dominik (2007 - Durata 156')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;L'assassinio di Jesse James per mano del codardo Robert Ford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titolo deliziosamente didascalico per un film deliziosamente prolisso. Dopo un prologo di spiazzante magnificenza visiva, Andrew Dominick sprofonda nelle angosce dei suoi protagonisti, descrivendo la determinazione dei ruoli e la loro ambiguità, il mito che si rivela umano (Jesse James) e l'umano che non può elevarsi a mito (Robert Ford), al di là di ogni similitudine. Il consapevole declino del riverito (anti)eroe, sofferente nel fisico e nell'animo, si contrappone all'irresponsabile ascesa del suo insofferente emulo, generando un rapporto teso, paranoico, perverso, in cui sensazioni e azioni si contraddicono e si confondono, fino al violento epilogo. Un epilogo che epilogo non è, perchè la morte è la dannazione dei viventi, ma la consacrazione del mito e Jesse è come un serpente che dopo la decapitazione continua a stringere il braccio del suo carnefice. Il film seduce per le sue atmosfere sepolcrali e le folgoranti soluzioni estetiche, ma anche per la prestazione memorabile dei suoi interpreti, dal suontuoso Brad Pitt al sorprendente Casey Affleck, senza trascurare i personaggi secondari, tra cui spicca la fugace apparizione di un dolente Sam Shepard e il cammeo di Nick Cave, co-autore dell'ispirata colonna sonora. Un'opera leggendaria. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4X7thXXqvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cTfxl7KHYkY/s1600-h/small_21471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4X7thXXqvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cTfxl7KHYkY/s320/small_21471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153802108064475890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-1695317810378875889?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/1695317810378875889/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=1695317810378875889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1695317810378875889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/1695317810378875889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/lassassinio-di-jesse-james-per-mano-del.html' title='L&apos;Assassinio di Jesse James per Mano del Codardo Robert Ford'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4X7thXXqvI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cTfxl7KHYkY/s72-c/small_21471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-3616907124661406336</id><published>2008-01-09T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:46:25.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Blogger Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 Blogs That Make Me Think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringraziando Edo per avermi coinvolto in questa &lt;a href="http://www.thethinkingblog.com/2007/02/thinking-blogger-awards_11.html"&gt;iniziativa&lt;/a&gt;, mi appresto a segnalare le mie 5 candidature (fortemente influenzate da legami d'amicizia):&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://sporanumero6.blogspot.com/"&gt;Spora N.6&lt;/a&gt;: il blog di Edo è un interessante contenitore di recensioni, rubriche e pensieri, dell'autore e della comunità che assiduamente lo frequenta. Non lo cito solo per riconoscenza.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/davideuni"&gt;DavideUni&lt;/a&gt;: più che un blog, una curiosa collezione di musica, immagini e citazioni di un Orsetto Grigio che combatte per l'Iran e si fa chiamare Dante.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://sgradevole.splinder.com/"&gt;Sgradevole&lt;/a&gt;: lo sgradevole Fede è una mente acuta e dissacrante, peccato che gli aggiornamenti non siano molto frequenti.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://moviesontheradio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Movies on the Radio&lt;/a&gt;: per gli amanti di cinema, musica e serial, un blog ricco di informazioni, segnalazioni e commenti curato dal "grintino" Andy.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt;: il progetto di Frank Warren è un'affascinante incursione nei meandri oscuri dell'animo umano. Consigliato a chi ama i segreti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5020/thinkingbloggerpf8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px;" src="http://img255.imageshack.us/img255/5020/thinkingbloggerpf8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-3616907124661406336?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/3616907124661406336/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=3616907124661406336&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3616907124661406336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/3616907124661406336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/thinking-blogger-awards.html' title='Thinking Blogger Awards'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-2574661876558888624</id><published>2008-01-09T03:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T03:26:00.689+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: H ::'/><title type='text'>Hour 173 - Heads and Hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Capitolo 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;H giaceva indisfatto infastidito dal brusio del frigorifero e dal timido freddo di novembre.&lt;br /&gt;Stava pensando a una cosa.&lt;br /&gt;Improvvisamente raffiorò un ricordo.&lt;br /&gt;H e Heater giacevano indisfatti cullati dal fruscio dell'erba e dal tiepido sole di novembre.&lt;br /&gt;H formulava mentalmente i suoi haiku, Heater studiava attentamente le sue formule.&lt;br /&gt;"Stavo pensando a una cosa", disse H.&lt;br /&gt;Improvvisamente affiorò un gattino.&lt;br /&gt;La piccola creatura screziata di rosso si avvicinò a loro cautamente.&lt;br /&gt;Si fermò e cominciò a osservarli con acuta fissità.&lt;br /&gt;Istintivamente fecero altrettanto.&lt;br /&gt;Si guardarono negli occhi e sorrisero.&lt;br /&gt;Quando si voltarono il micio non c'era più.&lt;br /&gt;Un flebile miagolio, sommesso come i loro desideri, interruppe il loro disappunto.&lt;br /&gt;Il gatto, accomodatosi sulla coperta, stirò le zampine e si raggomitolò in un tenero sonno.&lt;br /&gt;Istintivamente fecero altrettanto.&lt;br /&gt;Heater sussurrò: "Ti sei mai chiesto perchè ci si raggomitola nel sonno?".&lt;br /&gt;"Credo sia una questione di temperatura corporea", rispose H.&lt;br /&gt;Heater si chiuse in un muto consenso, privo però di soddisfazione.&lt;br /&gt;H aggiunse: "O più semplicemente per avvicinare la testa al cuore".&lt;br /&gt;Heater, con imbarazzato entusiasmo, sussultò: "Perchè non te lo porti a casa? Hai sempre voluto un gatto!".&lt;br /&gt;"Dovremo trovargli un nome", rispose H.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-2574661876558888624?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/2574661876558888624/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=2574661876558888624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2574661876558888624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/2574661876558888624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/hour-173-heads-and-hearts.html' title='Hour 173 - Heads and Hearts'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-505277162439937059</id><published>2008-01-08T01:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:46:49.358+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Lussuria - Seduzione e Tradimento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Ang Lee (2007 - Durata 156')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nella Cina degli anni '40 la Resistenza coinvolge una giovane studentessa che finisce per farsi coinvolgere troppo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leone d'Oro alla 64° kermesse veneziana, "Lust, Caution" è un film perfetto per essere premiato. Produzione egregia, recitazione inappuntabile, durata imponente, contesto storico di valenza internazionale e un narrare accomodante che culmina in un conturbante(?) momento artistico* giustificando vigorosamente il suo titolo (Vouyeur, Attenzione). Per carità, l'operazione funziona, ma ad una Mostra Internazionale d'Arte* Cinematografica non si dovrebbe premiare un'opera che sappia esprimere l'emozione pura dell'*ARTE? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 5,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LMLxXXqsI/AAAAAAAAABU/afUx5UX_mWU/s1600-h/070206lust_main-782041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LMLxXXqsI/AAAAAAAAABU/afUx5UX_mWU/s320/070206lust_main-782041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152905426267253442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-505277162439937059?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/505277162439937059/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=505277162439937059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/505277162439937059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/505277162439937059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/lussuria-seduzione-e-tradimento.html' title='Lussuria - Seduzione e Tradimento'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LMLxXXqsI/AAAAAAAAABU/afUx5UX_mWU/s72-c/070206lust_main-782041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-5744385871096496401</id><published>2008-01-06T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:47:04.703+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>L'Alba dei Morti Dementi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Edward Wright (2004 - Durata 96')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La squallida quotidianità di Shaun è insidiata da un'invasione di famelici zombie: riuscirà il nostro eroe a salvare sè stesso e i suoi cari da questa terribile minaccia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Premesse di genere, per un film che finisce per non esserlo: "Shaun of the Dead" (non è il caso di sottolineare la grossolanità dell'adattamento italiano) schernisce con divertita intelligenza l'horror "autorale" (il riferimento a Romero non è ovviamente casuale), sfruttandone i clichè e gli spunti metaforici per creare un contesto paradossale in cui non è così facile distinguere i morti viventi dai vivi morenti. Un'idea espressa con irresistibile leggerezza, evitando la facile demenzialità parodistica e trovando un sorprendente equilibrio tra sgangherato divertimento e abile sfruttamento del linguaggio cinematografico. Dedicato a chi ama l'allegra monotonia di una serata al pub con gli amici, preferibilmente davanti a uno stuolo di cadaveri etilici. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4EmyxXXqrI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDaeG6qQG1I/s1600-h/shaun_of_the_dead_xl_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4EmyxXXqrI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDaeG6qQG1I/s320/shaun_of_the_dead_xl_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152442102375230130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-5744385871096496401?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/5744385871096496401/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=5744385871096496401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5744385871096496401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/5744385871096496401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/di-edward-wright-2004-durata-96-la.html' title='L&apos;Alba dei Morti Dementi'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4EmyxXXqrI/AAAAAAAAABM/gDaeG6qQG1I/s72-c/shaun_of_the_dead_xl_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-7595309823956797555</id><published>2008-01-04T03:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T03:47:20.350+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: Hdemy Awards ::'/><title type='text'>Control - The Life of Ian Curtis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di Anton Corbijn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (2007 - Durata 121')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La tormentata esistenza di &lt;span&gt;Ian Curtis&lt;/span&gt;, leader dei &lt;span&gt;Joy Division&lt;/span&gt; e figura fondamentale della scena musicale di fine anni settanta&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anton Corbijn&lt;/span&gt; imprime su una decolorata sindone i lineamenti di un messia dannato e distruttivo e fotografa l'epoca che ha accolto il suo avvento con lo sguardo lucido e riverente del devoto. Una biografia necessaria di un personaggio necessario, che nella dolorosa rielaborazione del pensiero decadente ha tentato di trasmettere la lezione della consapevolezza, ma si è arreso agli umani limiti del corpo, delle pulsioni, del talento. Un soggetto non facile, per aspettative e complessità della materia, che l'autore conduce brillantemente scegliendo un registro elegante e sommesso, che pone l'accento sui picchi emotivi del controverso artista, folgorante nel rassegnato vigore con cui esprime sè stesso. Un'opera da vedere (dalla fotografia, alla scenografia, al casting, tutto concorre ad una ricostruzione visiva puntuale ed efficace) ma anche da sentire, abbandonandosi al basso rutilante di &lt;span&gt;Peter Hook&lt;/span&gt; e alla voce sepolcrale di &lt;span&gt;Ian Curtis&lt;/span&gt; e lasciandosi coinvolgere in una triste storia che deve essere ricordata. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Voto 7,5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R32cBBXXqqI/AAAAAAAAABE/D_q3S1_9Jv0/s1600-h/1180835241_control.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R32cBBXXqqI/AAAAAAAAABE/D_q3S1_9Jv0/s320/1180835241_control.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151445090141973154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R32XURXXqpI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WM5FNViBZww/s1600-h/1180835241_control.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-7595309823956797555?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/7595309823956797555/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=7595309823956797555&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7595309823956797555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/7595309823956797555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/control-life-of-ian-curtis.html' title='Control - The Life of Ian Curtis'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R32cBBXXqqI/AAAAAAAAABE/D_q3S1_9Jv0/s72-c/1180835241_control.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-164338890454413189.post-661377124816391709</id><published>2008-01-01T19:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:06:40.673+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':: H ::'/><title type='text'>Hour 0 - Heaven/Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Prologo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eravamo fatti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Non cambia le cose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Come no, dai... Non capivo un cazzo, non capivamo un cazzo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Però è successo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Ma io non volevo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Una parte di te lo voleva, così come una parte di me l'ha sempre voluto. Siamo complici.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- E' stato un errore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Forse. In ogni caso dobbiamo accettarne le conseguenze. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- No... Non devono esserci conseguenze...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Se agiremo bene, forse non ce ne saranno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Se ne accorgeranno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Non sospettano nulla. C'è speranza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- No... Non credo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Non credere che per me sia facile, ma non si può cancellare ciò che è successo. Il frutto è stato colto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Heliodoros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Heliodoros è morto, ma può indicarci il Paradiso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- O l'Inferno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Dipende solo da noi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Sai che non andrà a finire bene...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;- Resti o te ne vai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/164338890454413189-661377124816391709?l=walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/feeds/661377124816391709/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=164338890454413189&amp;postID=661377124816391709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/661377124816391709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/164338890454413189/posts/default/661377124816391709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://walkingthrough-h.blogspot.com/2008/01/hour-0-heavenhell.html' title='Hour 0 - Heaven/Hell'/><author><name>Holzeweg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01279527106681380439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_NIxn-QzMajc/R4LR6xXXquI/AAAAAAAAABg/3Uswsy6VmTk/S220/144799119545e3e1a832e4f.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
