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Medina 2012. Citizen Negrin, V for Vendetta and short of scarcity

In the hotel give me a new room because on Tuesday I had gone for a fleeting Context Outside Madrid, accompanied by Teresa Ruano Soria, Antonio Ferrer and Mario Rodriguez. It was fun. Few people, very few people, but fun. Anyway, I'm so nerdy that on Wednesday I go back to Medina. I left everything here: from deodorant toothbrush through computer and books, which all made me feel a stranger in my house.

The receptionist puts a higher floor-room 401 - which is just as large but has an extra bed - "we can not remove," he says, and the bath water tastes a little like chlorine or bleach, I could not say.

A new euphoria. The usual scenario when you switch. I like the hot coffee you have to go changing it until the final cup cools. I think

nap and rest but I'm going to the auditorium to make a triple session mine. Resumo step by step:

- Citizen Negrin .- is an interesting claim the figure of Juan Negrin, president of republican government from 1937 to 1939 and in exile until 1945. One of its directors, Sigfrid Monleón, comes to present the film and qualifies Negrin as "the great twentieth-century English statesman." English cinema and its excesses. I have great sympathy for the aesthetic and legalistic Republic. Not exactly by the Popular Front or politicians, but by the Republican concept of 1931 and his fight to exhaustion against fascism and totalitarian stale. The same sympathy makes me ache propaganda. The propaganda itself killing just ideals. Negrin is not the great twentieth-century English statesman, was not even a great statesman, rather mediocre. The document itself makes clear, to this point melodramatic, weepy, which seems to give more reason to whom more tears spilled.

Negrin was a talented physician, very good family, with clear socialist ideas, in what were the 30's, which was suddenly in politics more enthusiasm than ability, took the gold in the Bank from Spain to Moscow, Stalin's hands, nothing more or less-decision, of course, is justified in the documentary, it would had they been left to France, was allowed to eat all the land in the world by the CPSU, fought without rhyme or driven by a heroic sense of life that really did not respond to logic, much less to the reason of state and ended up being betrayed by his own colleagues in exile.

Anything less a statesman, in the final. Sympathy, all wanting the directors. Determination and courage, probably. Capacity for analysis and decision logic, no. Speeches, he is not remembered. In short, not insist.

- V for Vendetta .- One of the advantages of Medina is that you can watch for free, in what is called the "camera room" which is little more than a small basement cold, fantasy films have not seen at the time. "V for Vendetta" is an example. Granted, the film is tricky, sometimes something crazy, has a political message diffuse and often contradictory ... but it looks very good, and let me enjoy being a spectator from time to time. Two hours and some film and I flew. Good pace, good actors Natalie Portman and more beautiful than ever. Film entertainment, probably because if I start thinking about what I really want to tell that I like the myth. So do not think, enjoy, and I take a hamburger at the Comic, a surreal situation that I do not feel like thinking much the same as saying before the myths.

- Short of scarcity .- Those who read this blog know of my fascination with the Catalan film and the training they receive in scarcity. Reason to return to the basement, five people at this meeting, and me six times than planned, much more after seeing the contest "The Getaway", as discussed here, and I loved it. Small

disappointment. The truth is that no short really much I just said: not in terms of originality, or risk or history. Correct, of course, but little else. Only, perhaps, the emergence of Chete Lera with Alejandro Cano, two of my weaknesses, in a short playful but too easy.

And what they want to tell you. That's it. Medina turned to look Trujillo. David Pinillos still hung from lampposts. The chill of 2011 recalled for a moment to 2009 and to reach the room I discovered that there were no voices, no, but now the enemy was within: unbearable buzz in the right ear do not know when but it can be reached to be really irritating. As if every minute just stepped out of an Arcade Fire concert.

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Medina 2012. David Pinillos

back walking the Pichi, David Pinillos, Emiliano Allende and I, remembering that magical night , 2008 , the three stuffed into a car with Xenia Tostado and Marián Álvarez, listening to tapes of the seventies, impossible versions of songs by Brassens. We were so happy, we were so happy. Pini takes only a jacket and dream is dead and cold. In the hand, the roel of honor, the award that the festival has given her as "Director of the XXI Century."

I think being Director of the XXI Century is somewhat redundant in 2011 and became Director of the XXII century would be an extravagance. At best, I happen to raise a reward for Director of the twentieth century but with all the bad host of the world, the filmmakers more rancid. Obviously not approach it, I'ma polite. This tour

the car and the hotel is the end. The principle could be in many times but we will choose the restaurant terrace Gloria two and a half in the afternoon, plenty of sunshine in the neck but a good feeling. David is with Andrea Trepat, a literary name as they come but she does not know, and Mary took something, and surprisingly the conversation in a meal full of child psychoanalysis, pagafantiles concepts, relationships between men and women ... the kind of things that do not normally talk to people who do not know anything. Four gifted children telling their trauma and their generations and changing tables waitress site all the time.

They will have the train at least twenty five and try to rush everything they can. David and I were given a huge envy their enthusiasm, their attitude of sponge. We were scouring when we met, in 2007, premiere of "Dolly" . If we had not been sponges, in fact, we had not ever known. We would have met a few smiles to the known and the hotel we had gone away. More or less what we do now. The crisis of 30. I love your age, 36 years. I think having 36 years is wonderful because you're a guy mature but young. I mean, with 33 I'm a young old man with an old 36 I could feel young. The barrier of 35. Most likely be the same person but it will sound better.

"Let's see how you sound without words," Kika someone challenged in December 2007 and that someone was not me.

Day of international competition. Irregular. I do not want to focus on the bad, again, is bad for bar bar whispers. We leave with the good: Luis Zahera "From bullets and triggers", the wondrous "The Gloaming" and "Pixels" and some things "Shark bite."

What impressed me most of the day was "The Escape", by Víctor Carrey, new product factory churros that talent is the scarcity of Barcelona: a mixture of ad longer and video-clip cut but extremely effective. I'm surprised the intuition of Catalan cinema even with their sometimes pretentious dyes, namely putting the camera, choosing the right plan, the necessary rate, innovation, risk. Besides, I keep some things "Hidden Soldier", especially Victor Clavijo, the hugely underrated actor.

But I will not have milongas, most of the day's activity takes place outside the auditorium because, well, international short pass to give David his award, his close family and we are thrilled we were to see " Bon Appetit again and we dare to go night "The key to Sarah." Comic eat hamburgers and a drink-just one, moderation in all-in Pichi. Libya and the European Union. Twitter and its pernicious effects. Movies corals. Early discussions with sleep.

The feeling that deep down, five editions later, nobody knows who I am, but you need to know that I find almost everything, and yet he can catch me in full smile and squeeze the cheeks. I'm that kind of guy. At dinner with Mary and Andrea recognized as a Friend Zone. Then I realized that was actually more than Pagafantas than it really was. Who knows. Wolf in sheep or lamb in wolf's clothing. Discussion 2005. The point is that nobody can decrypt ever. Figure me out. I feel comfortable in the abyss. Sometimes. Sometimes I need some security, a well-made bed and Internet connection.

David asked me not to stop trying, do not leave it ever, it is not known. David walks Goyas and Roel and I barely survive in MSN. I think I want to be beaten. When receiving the award goes to applaud a while, then I quit. I do not like long applause. I'm just thinking, "I do not need much to applaud you love so much." The important thing, and it also became clear in the food, not that your friends leave a lot on TV and are very famous or very smart or very handsome and very bright. The important thing is that your friends will want.

That is important. Seriously.

Photo: F. Jiménez. El Norte de Castilla