Had to go to the dentist’s yesterday.
The chill-out music coming from her cabinet punctured at times by moans of pain reminded me of those mocked-about scenes in horror movies when the cool-blooded murderer chops his victims while listening to Vivaldi. Then I thought of those vaguely erotic black&white movies with a touch of goth in which lusty criminals hover above pale sleepy maidens.
I smothered a smile.
Categories: diario
Tagged: dentist, vivaldi, black, white, murderer, chill-out music, movies
Plimbare tarzie. Case vechi. Curti racoroase. Miros de struguri dulci.
Ma tot gandesc la ei, cei din pozele vechi. Trecutul ma hipnotizeaza, ma obsedeaza, ma chinuie ca un cuvant ilizibil pe spatele unei vederi.
Categories: random thoughts
Tagged: plimbare, poze, struguri, trecut
I’m a seasonal vampire. My pulse accelerates and my pupils dilate at the red smell of autumn. I’m crossing calendar days off in my little Poesque crypt.
Categories: random thoughts
Tagged: autumn, Poe, red, vampire
There’s something heartwrenching about late summer evenings. Beautiful and restless like horses before being ridden into the battlefield.
Categories: random thoughts
Tagged: evening, gallop, horses, summer
Came home and for the following three hours I browsed through the family documents. Finding a thread that would lead me to the Tarapanovs who left Moldova/Soviet Russia and came to Romania on the verge of the Second World War is turning into an obsession. Was my grandpa really born in Smila, a small town almost 200 kilometers away from Kiev? The First World War had just ended but the Russian Revolution was only beginning to unfold its crimson “gifts”. (more…)
Categories: diario
Tagged: Kiev, Moldova, Second World War, Smila, Soviet Russia, Tarapanov
Here I am on the verge of a trip meant to take me back to my home town after almost two years of cavorting in Sin City. Stay tuned for some Freudian drama with chick flick interpolations.
It’s been a while since I last saw a movie which would dig up a thousand things inside me and make me want to listen to fado for hours on end. It threw me into a whirlpool of thoughts and emotions and now everything around seems so… jaded and somehow… complacent. I’m probably not making any sense. “Two Lovers” is the film. And I think it’s among Joaquin Phoenix’s best.
Categories: diario
Tagged: Joaquin Phoenix, movie, Two Lovers
