Una Palabra Tuya

The European Film Festival is screening all week at Sofil theatres, and today I caught my first film: “Una Palabra Tuya” (A word from you). I’d been watching Almodovar and whatever else the 2,000 LL DVD guy sells up until now. After a few films about transvestites, it gets a bit old..

Directed by Ángeles González Sinde, the story plays out against the familiar Madrid backdrop. Everyone always gushes about Barcelona, but I secretly enjoyed Madrid more when I visited.

I can’t talk too much about this film, because, well, I didn’t get to finish it. An hour into it and I had to run to Spanish class. It was such a tease! The movie is very interesting. The story revolves around the complex friendship between two women – an odd couple – each on her own personal quest for meaning in a life of solitude. Milagros (Esperanza Pedreño) plays the wacky, carefree spirit whereas Rosario (Malena Alterio) is the repressed, over-analytical one. The exchange between them is intense and you actually start the film thinking they are both lesbians.. Aha, the plot thickens!

Here’s a preview of the film:

Please don’t tell me how it ends just yet!!!

Add comment December 2, 2009

The Positives

I’ve been ranting about Lebanon (it’s fun!), but promised myself I’d blog something positive for a change. There are a few friends reading my blog that may have hesitations about moving back here. This post may help reignite the love you know you have for Beirut..

I wanted to write the post myself, but someone beat me to it and he couldn’t have done a better job capturing the sentiment:

“I love Sunday lunches with what’s left of the extended family. I love Sunday lunches in August when the entire extended family is here from around the world…

I’m appreciative, every single day without fail, that I’m by the Mediterranean all day.

I love sitting on a balcony and hearing the jingle to LBC news coming from the neighbors’ living room, whilst I ignore the country’s goings on and look across the twinkling lights of the city.

I love walking around the city, lost. Asking for directions and being invited in for coffee by random old ladies, who painstakingly keep their little corners of the universe spotless, especially for impromptu guests.

I love, that after years of celebrating my birthday in the freezing rain in London, it’s always sunny on November 12th here in Beirut.

I love that people have lunch breaks, where they actually break for lunch. I once read on the side of a cab in London: “A Sandwich at your desk is not a lunch break”. Truer words have never been spoken.

I love that people work to live, and don’t live to work. I love that we put olive oil on all our food, even though I can’t stand the stuff. I love the warped sense of pride people get when they realize a celebrity has some sort of Lebanese ancestry. I love that even the most competent linguists can’t help but say “eno” and “yaane” in conversations with foreigners. I love that people fight over who pays a dinner bill.

I love happy hour in Gemmayze, walking out of Torino Express slightly buzzed on a few beers while the suns still out.

I love Beirut because you’re never far from thousands of years of civilization, even though it’s usually hiding behind a Dunkin’ Donuts or a Virgin Megastore.

I love Beirut because it cares about you the same way you care about it. Always”

By Nasri Atallah. Read original post: Cough Medicine and the City that Cared

I found myself smiling at the computer screen after reading this. So true.

Add comment December 2, 2009

Not The Postal Service

‘Cause I get a thousand hugs
From 10 thousand lightning bugs
As they try to teach me how to dance.

A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball that’s just hanging by a thread.

I’d like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly.
It’s hard to say that I’d rather stay
Awake when I’m asleep
‘Cause everything is never as it seems
When I fall asleep.

Fireflies by Owl City

My morning song on repeat. Simply love the magical lyrics, his soft voice, the beat.. If something sounds familiar about the voice/style, you’re not the only one. Remember the Postal Service? Well it’s not them, obviously, but an equally talented band led by Adam Young. In a recent interview, Music Mix asked him if he’d heard of the Postal Service before:

“A little bit. I’ve become more of a fan having started Owl City, actually. I had some friends in high school that would have it playing in their cars and stuff. It was cool, but it never really caught my ear. It’s kind of ironic, looking back at it, because a lot of people do relate the two projects. I can totally see it now, but I didn’t really then, for what it’s worth.”

Full interview here.

No comment. The Postal Service is still suing them, and the odds are in their favor. Isn’t imitation the sincerest form of flattery after all? If they’re not stealing their actual work and lyrics, then where’s the harm? Maybe the beginning of this song sounds a bit close to “Such Great Heights”.. hmm..

Well, if every band were to sue other bands that sound similar, where would the music industry be? How about getting rid of all those wannabe pop princesses instead? I can hardly tell them apart anyways!

Add comment December 2, 2009

Flying Chihuahuas

In my latest episodic dreams, I am walking a pair of chihuahuas (they are not dogs) through a park. All of a sudden, I gain momentum and am flying in the sky, hanging on to their leashes as they run ahead of me. I’m trying to steer away from the trees in the way. It feels effortless.

Now I’d like to think I’m THAT lightweight, but the ease of flight is completely absurd with two little rats pulling me forward.

Anyways, strange dream for thought :)

Add comment November 30, 2009

Miss-Match

The best business ideas come from finding creative solutions to every day issues.. like missing socks! LittleMissMatched is innovative company that promotes mismatched everything. With over 133 of fashionable socks, no two match and everything comes in odd couples.

Image from LittleMissMatched website

Such a simple idea, and such funky designs! I bet you’re looking at your socks now and thinking, how boring. Mix it up people!

Add comment November 30, 2009

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My hand’s already tired (not copy-pasting). Guess this is sort of working. I commemorated my last pack on November 11th, but deep down lied to myself and those in witness. I haven’t bought a pack since, which is a good first step..

I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit. I want to quit.

I realized a few days ago that the reason I can’t seem to stop is the temptation all around. I wish they would implement more non-smoking regulations around Lebanon. Another crazy idea I got was that if I got the close friends who smoke around me to stop, I could stop. Then again, you can’t really change anyone’s behavior unless they’re ready to.. so it’s gonna come down to my own fierce will-power to mentally and physically reject it.

This actually took my mind off of buying a pack.

One point, me. Zero point, cigarettes.

Add comment November 30, 2009

“He/She is perfect, except he/she is Christian/Muslim!”

Religion is a very sensitive issue for Arabs. Most people claim to be “open-minded”, but when it comes to serious matters, it’s to each his own. I never thought I’d be on the relationship-end of this scenario – but I had to learn the hard way. Let’s reel you in first.

Lebanese will find sneaky, sneaky ways to find out what your beliefs are based on your first name, last name, dad’s name, village and mannerisms. If these don’t give you away – then they’ll just plain out ask you. Names like John and Elie tend to be classified as Christian, whereas obviously, a name like Hassan and Mohammad would be Muslim. Some names can be religiously-neutral, like Jad and Sarah.

Since my name is sort of neutral, people at my last job were stumped. I wouldn’t wear any crosses or religious symbols, and sort of dodged the topic. Nonetheless, they HAD to find out. At first, they tried those sneaky techniques aforementioned. Those clues weren’t enough, so they had to resort to just plain asking me. They actually got the secretary in my office to bluntly ask me and she’s friends with everyone, so word spread. Quickly. This actually helped me ward off creepy potential suitors who got turned off upon realizing I was Christian.

As I mentioned above, we’re open-minded – but to a certain extent. We’ll have mixed religion friends. We might even be the closest of friends and even date someone of other religions. When it comes to marriage, all that goes out the window. Especially if you plan to live in Lebanon.

Our generation has had it a lot easier than those before us, but it’s still a struggle. I have friends who have been in relationships for years, but their parents are in the dark because of the religious differences. There’s tremendous social pressure to marry someone from your religion. Bonus points if from the same sect too. If the couple is able to deal with their families, there’s still a whole other concern over their future children and how they’d be raised. Who’s to say what belief is better? Will the children grow up confused, and resort Atheism? Will the more religious parent push their beliefs unto the children? So many ways it can go.

I had to deal with this a few months ago, and it really pushed me to think about my beliefs and how much I am willing to sacrifice for a relationship. I’m hardly an expert in this, and I’m still in awe at how mixed-religion couples here manage. If the families are religious, it will come down to you and your partner versus both the families. You’d be super-lucky if they accepted it eventually. If at all. That’s why many couples resort to running away together. In extreme cases, some families stop talking to their children. Some parents come around after a few years. Again, so many ways it can go.

Right now, with enough time passed since that relationship, I am reassured by the learning experience it was. I’m more sympathetic to friends in a similar scenario, and I now know that my religion (no matter how religiously active I am) is not something I’m willing to compromise. For anyone. It’s part of who I am, and whoever truly loves me, will love that about me as well.

Add comment November 26, 2009

If you can write it, you can design with it.

The other day I received a call for entries for a typographic competition involving three-dimensional experimental letterforms. UK-based Flat 33 is looking for surprising and inventive ways to interpret the alphabet, ranging from beautiful and humorous to poetic, witty and conceptual for their upcoming book: ABC Dimensional (working title).

DEADLINE: Wednesday, 6th January 2010

Background on Project: (from website)

The ongoing fascination with three-dimensional letterforms – found, arranged and/or created from unique materials and then exhibited and/or photographed to be ‘flattened’ for two-dimensional print – is as ‘now’ in contemporary typographic design as it appears to be timeless. Graphic design students and professionals alike create an endless stream of variants of a similar theme with the alphabet and its 26 letters (plus a few numbers and signs here and there) at the centre of attention. An amazing amount of innovative, playful and inspirational projects are continuously being produced by emerging and established talents from around the world and the latest book by FL@33 – provisionally entitled ABC Dimensional – will document the best of the best.

To get full project description, go to stereohype’s page.

Typography is one of my favorite things about design – and lately it’s been Arabic calligraphy. I’m a major type geek. I’ve already forwarded the competition to a few of my type-obsessed friends, and I might send something too if I have time. I’ll post what I come up with..

Add comment November 26, 2009

¿Who’s Weird.

This part, I loved:
“There are people who haven’t had sex yet and people who’ve had sex eight times this week and you can’t tell them apart because they’re equally kind and well-adjusted and happy.”

Posted on Virus Comix
For original comic, click here.

Add comment November 25, 2009

Lebanese Over-Femininity

I’m sure a few of you can relate to this scenario:

“My new social environment in Beirut demanded that I be more feminine-looking. It demanded that girls look like girls and boys like boys. It demanded that I style my hair weekly at the hairdresser. Adorn my fingernails with bright polish. Speak softly and giggle often. Wear clothes that hugged my body, to show off my childbearing hips. No one knew how to deal with my tomboyish personality. My aunt would sigh every time I walked in with dirty sandals. My grandmother would shrug her shoulders when she saw me in torn-up jeans. And my cousins believed I was a hopeless case and that no one would ever marry me. How could anyone marry someone who only wore white baggy T-shirts?”– Zeina el Khalil (Beirut, I Love You)

Posted on: Half and Half << A fresh outlook on Lebanese culture through the eyes of Colette (a 24-year old American who recently moved to the Middle East)

1 comment November 25, 2009

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