Soledad Miranda
via RETrOZONe
7/31/09
7/30/09
Paul Leni - Waxworks (1924) 1/9
"Directed by: Paul Leni & Leo Birinski
Emil Jannings - Harun al-Rashid, Caliph of Baghdad
Conrad Veidt - Ivan the Terrible
Werner Krauss - Jack the Ripper/Spring-heeled Jack
William Dieterle - The Poet
The owner of a waxworks ask a young writer to create a back story for three of the museums most popular attractions: the wax figures of an exuberant late 8th century Persian caliph, Harun al-Rashid, the tyrannical Russian Tzar Ivan the Terrible, and Victorian legend, Spring-heeled Jack (also referred to, confusingly, as Jack the Ripper in the film, although the two are not one and the same).
An intriguing example of German Expressionism."
Great Moon Hoax
Great Moon Hoax lithograph of "ruby amphitheater" for New York Sun, August 28, 1835 (4th article of 6)
7/27/09
Este inventou algo mais importante que a roda
"Como cristão celta que era, espalhou pela França o uso dos penitenciais tarifados, destinados a castigar pecados conforme a sua gravidade - uma prática que era incomum ainda na Europa, pois a confissão não era auricular, e a penitência era geralmente colectiva; porém, é graças aos seus esforços que se desenvolve a confissão privada e a importância de um exame de consciência prévio."
Abadia de Luxeuil
Abadia de Bobbio
The Care of Books
The Care of Books
"An Essay on the Development of Libraries and their Fittings, from the earliest times to
the end of the Eighteenth Century"
7/25/09
Benito Cereno
IN THE YEAR 1799, Captain Amasa Delano, of Duxbury, in Massachusetts, commanding a large sealer and general trader, lay at anchor, with a valuable cargo, in the harbour of St. Maria -- a small, desert, uninhabited island towards the southern extremity of the long coast of Chili. There he had touched for water.
On the second day, not long after dawn, while lying in his berth, his mate came below, informing him that a strange sail was coming into the bay. Ships were then not so plenty in those waters as now. He rose, dressed, and went on deck.
The morning was one peculiar to that coast. Everything was mute and calm; everything grey. The sea, though undulated into long roods of swells, seemed fixed, and was sleeked at the surface like waved lead that has cooled and set in the smelter's mould. The sky seemed a grey mantle. Flights of troubled grey fowl, kith and kin with flights of troubled grey vapours among which they were mixed, skimmed low and fitfully over the waters, as swallows over meadows before storms. Shadows present, foreshadowing deeper shadows to come.
A Ilha Deserta
Quando certa vez perguntaram a Chesterton «que livro gostaria de ter consigo se fosse um náufrago numa ilha deserta», esperando talvez uma resposta profunda e elevada como «a Bíblia» ou «a Divina Comédia», respondeu com o óbvio «um manual de construção de botes».
G.K. Chesterton - O Homem Eterno
7/24/09
7/21/09
7/20/09
E,
depois, vem a história daquela impressionante viagem que dizia: - Ah, querida, nossa viagem foi uma beleza! Você nem imagina o que é a gente conhecer em pessoa todas as coisas famosas do mundo. Em oito dias apenas, vimos coisas que jamais poderemos esquecer. fiquei encantada com as catacumbas do Triunfo, o Arco do Louvre, o Museu de Milos; a Vénus dos Suspiros, a Gruta Azul de Rama e o Golfo da Samotrácia. mas o que realmente me deixou maravilhada foram os canais de Pisa e a Torre Inclinada de Veneza.
Millôr Fernandes
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