"That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary..."


... measure of grace, whatever works."

Constatação: Eu não gosto de nenhum dos filmes do Woody Allen. Ainda menos daqueles em que ele aparece como actor.

Correcção: Eu não gosto de nenhum dos filmes do Woody Allen, exceptuando "Whatever Works". Genial!

Ou não fosse o protagonista, Larry David (um dos melhores autores de comédia de sempre. Bastaria dizer que é um dos criadores de "Seinfeld", mas seria injusto não destacar "Curb Your Enthusiasm" e a sua passagem por esse templo da comédia actual que é "Saturday Night Live").

Dou o braço a torcer. Woody Allen escreveu um guião irrisistível com diálogos e tiradas geniais, que não resisto a reproduzir aqui:

John: [as he kneels down to pray] Lord I've sinned, please forgive me!
Boris Yellnikoff: Why do all the religious psychotics wind up praying in my doorstep?


Boris Yellnikoff: [to audience] Why would you want to hear my story? Do we know each other? Do we like each other? Let me tell you right off, ok... I'm not a like-able guy. Charm has never been a priority with me. And just so you know, this is not the feel good movie of the year. So if you're one of those idiots who needs to feel good, go get yourself a foot massage.

Boris Yellnikoff: [to audience] I happen to hate New Year's celebrations. Everybody desperate to have fun. Trying to celebrate in some pathetic little way. Celebrate what? A step closer to the grave? That's why I can't say enough times, whatever love you can get and give, whatever happiness you can filch or provide, every temporary measure of grace, whatever works. And don't kid yourself. Because its by no means up to your own human ingenuity. A bigger part of your existence is luck, than you'd like to admit. Christ, you know the odds of your fathers one sperm from the billions, finding the single egg that made you. Don't think about it, you'll have a panic attack.
Melodie St. Ann Celestine: Boris, what are you doing? Who're you talking to?
Boris Yellnikoff: What? There's people out there watching us!
Helena: What?
Marietta: Out there?
Boris Yellnikoff: Yeah, they're watching... well, there was when we started. I don't know how many are left.
Melodie St. Ann Celestine: Does anybody see anybody out there?
Marietta: Out there? No!
Melodie St. Ann Celestine: Oh Boris...
Boris Yellnikoff: [to audience] See? I'm the only one that sees the whole picture. That's what they mean by genius.

Boris Yellnikoff: Can you believe this cracker, this red state Neanderthal, this mindless zombie of the National Rifle Association?
John: My shrink says that the guns were all a manifestation of my sexual inadequacy.
Boris Yellnikoff: Yeah, if it wasn't for sexual inadequacy the National Rifle Association would go broke!

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Flavio disse…
This movie is a lesson for life...!

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