Fassbinder e ambientes de trabalho
Uma estranha coincidência sobre meu trabalho sobre Fassbinder, o que ando procurando na internet sobre ele e sobre ambientes de trabalho. O texto abaixo é de autoria de um estudante de cinema que se apaixonou pela obra do diretor alemão e que compartilhava o interesse com um amigo, o Michael em questão. Ele fala sobre como recebeu a notícia da morte do cineasta.
When I read in the newspaper he had died, I was working a boring job in an incredibly oppressive environment. I felt trapped. I felt I was living in a Fassbinder film. I went home sick that afternoon not because I was particularly upset, but because Fassbinder's death seemed to signal an end to a period of my life. Things were different after that.
Michael and I called each other less and less. It wasn't that we had nothing to talk about; it was other things. Michael was involved in an obsessive love affair. I was getting caught up in politics. Neither one of us was making enough money to support our phone bills. Life was like that. Fassbinder would have understood.
When I read in the newspaper he had died, I was working a boring job in an incredibly oppressive environment. I felt trapped. I felt I was living in a Fassbinder film. I went home sick that afternoon not because I was particularly upset, but because Fassbinder's death seemed to signal an end to a period of my life. Things were different after that.
Michael and I called each other less and less. It wasn't that we had nothing to talk about; it was other things. Michael was involved in an obsessive love affair. I was getting caught up in politics. Neither one of us was making enough money to support our phone bills. Life was like that. Fassbinder would have understood.
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Já considerei fazer um curta sobre meu ambiente aqui. O escritório é perfeito, com as baias e as luzes frias, a decoração horrorosa. Infelizmente não tenho os meios pra filmar...não tenho câmera, nem luz, nem roteiro, nem script, nem atores, nem talento. Mas assim que eu cuidar desses detalhes, eu filmo...
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