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martedì 4 febbraio 2014

lunedì 3 febbraio 2014

SHORT FILM :: Distraction

A young writer. A prostitute. An old desert motel. All stories need an ending and all endings need a beginning.

"Distraction" is a short film noir that focuses on the fragile psyche of a writer who's sole desire is to finish his screenplay while learning that the beginning is always easier to write than the end.

Behind the scenes photos can be seen at: stephenschuster.com/Distraction

Writer/Director/Executive Producer
Stephen Schuster

Isay Weinfeld :: Casa Cubo

Isay Weinfeld was commissioned by a couple of art collectors to create a house they could use to present exhibitions, host parties and house guests during events such as the São Paulo Art Biennial.

Furniture chosen for the living room includes pieces by Alvar Aalto, Pierre Jeanneret, Gio Ponti and Lina Bo Bardi.

Casa Cubo is a three-storey building in São Paulo's Jardins district. A double-height living room on the ground floor is the largest space in the house. With white walls and a poured concrete floor, it offers a blank canvas for displaying pantings, sculptures and a selection of designer furniture pieces. Two staircases are visible inside the room. On one wall a folded steel staircase leads up to a first-floor mezzanine accommodating a library, while on the opposite side a wooden staircase ascends from the first floor to three bedrooms at the top of the house.

Villagers ♫ Cecilia & Her Selfhood

In the center of the city was a statue and her twin
And together they watched over everything
Oh, they saw me when I stumbled and they watched you help me stand
I'd swear Cecilia and her sister had it all planned

Then one morning I was walking, from my window to your door
Well I nearly hit the ground with what I saw
Cecilia had been broken, while her sister had been spared
And the vandals had scattered the pieces everywhere

And I knew it made me wonder what kind of twisted mind
Would ever hurt her, so thoughtless and unkind
But a monster so cruel can't be that hard to find

So I started wearing warpaint and I gathered all my friends
For Cecilia we'd be hunters 'till the end
She was built for a perfect picture, but she came to represent
Though I guess I never understood exactly what it meant

Oh I know Cecilia and her sister were just statues made of stone
But I still missed her and now her sister's all alone
No that just won't do!
So let's raid the vandal's homes

Boys! Won't we boys?
Oh come on boys!
Come on boys!

So we ventured out at sunrise
With our torches and our spears
And our shotguns and our fears
And our carefully hidden tears

For Cecilia, Cecilia

Now I'm thinking of the moment
When we can look them in the eye
And make them sorry, 'cause tonight they're gonna die
Yeah, we'll shoot them up dead!

Leave their bodies where they lie
Boys, won't we boys?
So now we're following the pieces of Cecilia to the door
Every shattered limb repeatedly reminding us of what we're searching for

And the sleepers have woken for now they have an aim
Yes they're quite aware of the cold hard fact that the city's loss could be their gain
They are dreaming of, the feeling of!
A trophy in their arms, a hero's welcome, claiming women with their charms

Oh I'm sorry if I hurt you, you know I swear I meant no harm
Oh baby
So the trail, it keeps on turning as we wonder through the streets
I keep looking at, the pieces of Cecilia at my feet

But the strangest thing occurs to me
When I stop to look around
Oh I'd swear we are returning to the center of the town!
Yes we're back here, where we started

Where Cecilia used to stand, but her sister looks different
Please, tell me boys, if you can?
Is that a smile on her face?
Is that a hammer in her hand?

Boys?
Run, boys, run!
Run, run, run, run!
RUN!

directed by Adrien Merigeau
music by Villagers / Conor O'Brien
Dragon / Jackal cut-out paper sequences by Eimhin McNamara
produced with and maps and plans