All posts tagged: #past

In Search of Lost Beauty

Paolo Sorrentino’s La Grande Bellezza is a poem about human being’s spiritual evolution and a meditation about solitude of the exceptional people. Russian poet Fyodor Tyutchev has stated a long time ago that Russia can not be understood rationally and grasped with the mind. I have to reject the poet’s privilegy given to Russia by saying that also Italy and especially the film The Great Beauty directed by Paolo Sorrentino can not be understood rationally as well. Even at the 71st annual Golden Globe awards Sorrentino confessed firmly and shortly that Italia is a crazy but a beautiful country. In many circumstances identified as a new La Dolce Vita, Sorrentino’s masterpiece continues, without any doubt, the Italian cinematographic tradition of the 19th century, the tradition of Italian directors such as Fellini, Rossellini, Antonioni, Scola and Blasetti to name a few, and their visions of “universes” with strong emotions, gaps of life and absurdic tension of love and death. Only one truth is incontestable – each person, each spectator finds own truth, his or her own …

Letters of past and present

We are living in complex and interesting times. Probably everything happens on internet, via all kind of digital networks without any physical trace and even history. Each day we deal with computers, smart phones, pads; with hundreds of e-mails, posts, tags, likes and comments. Nearly each person (exceptionally not in many developing countries) have a right to decide what to read, look at, watch, accept, refuse etc. We change history: we have a right to delete for example concrete messages from our inboxes. When someone has deleted a message, there is no more any footprint of it in our reality. Maybe it is nevertheless still airing in the complex corridors of digital world, but you can not grab it anymore. New era of digitalisation has many useful and helpful aspects in resolving problems and even in democratisation of knowledge. We have more liaisons with other people than before, but on the other hand the essence of our communication has become more faceless and fragmented. Sometimes we write even without any reason, any consideration, just for …