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Prizes bah

Sunday evening. The Emmys are around, and so many times J. said about watching The Americans but we didn’t, and what if it wins? So we hurry to watch its first episode and it’s not so good —almost quite bad, or worse —quite average.

And the Emmys… are you kidding me, Emmys? The almost insufferable season six of Game of Thrones takes it all? Come off it!

Monday morning. Three fourths into My Brilliant Friend by the ghostly Elena Ferrante and she tries but she doesn’t reach. Elena, if you want to succeed at depicting an irresistible power one person unwillingly, or not, have over another, just go and read the masterpiece —Maugham’s Of Human Bondage.

Speaking about ghosts, I have a feeling that a movie I saw a few months ago is better than the credit I gave it then —you know that when it comes back to you, unexpectedly: The Awakening.

Daredevil

I fully enjoyed Neflix’s Marvel’s Daredevil, season 2 (season 1 too, of course). I was:

  • Surprised  by the plot’s turns (very imaginative, but neither far-fetched or fancy; almost never anticipated them).
  • Admired with the clever, patient way in which the screen writers have given evolving emotions to their character’s personalities —that both makes them credible and the psychology fine.
  • Pleased with the cinematography, the scenery, and the fighting choreography.
  • Astonished at how well attained an unexpected, subtle blend is between the comic book’s lines and stuff and those of ordinary life.

And great acting too.

 

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