RICHARD WRIGHT - 1943-2008

It is with much sadness that we bring you the news that Richard Wright passed away today (September 15th), after a short struggle with cancer. It goes without saying that he will be greatly missed.

Tributes to Richard have been arriving here from around the world, as news reaches fans. He was much loved, and respected, and the shock and sadness within the Pink Floyd community at his sudden passing will reverberate for some time. It has been very difficult to come up with appropriate words to recognise Richard and the huge part of our lives he became. A very sad day...

We know that you will join with us in offering our deepest condolences to his family and friends.

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For you, a thousand times over

“There is only one sin, only one. And that is theft. Every other sin is a variation of theft. Do you understand that?When you kill a man, you steal a life. You steal his wife’s right to a husband, rob his children of a father.When you tell a lie, you steal someone’s right to the truth.When you cheat, you steal the right to fairness. Do you see?”

The Kite Runner is a book interpreted into movie. I saw the movie recently and may read the book later. Homayoun Ershadi was my only reason to see the film. He played Baba in the movie. The context of the film was so fine that I forget the Ershadi's acting and devoted my attention to a very good film and story.

The above quotation is from Baba told his son a philosophy in a very simple way. A very minimalistic sentence from a man in a very complicated country.

The title of the post is a phrase from two characters of the movie. they tell this in joy and ran out of the story.

Arthur C. Clarke

As the Clarke Foundation reported:

March 18, 2008
After a prolific and esteemed career, Sir Arthur has passed away in Sri Lanka

Once Sir Arthur Quoted:

I'm sure we would not have had men on the Moon if it had not been for Wells and Verne and the people who write about this and made people think about it. I'm rather proud of the fact that I know several astronauts who became astronauts through reading my books.

That I want to borrow and say it was a great opportunity for me to live when a man like him was alive even though I couldn't see him in person.

Lessons!

Last night I was reading one of my friends` blog in which he had written about the lessons he learned from his previous relationship. I read it again and almost agree with it But still asking why ...

In this country, most of the girls are the same... No matter what they say, no matter what they do, they just aim for one thing... Some of them say little lies, some say BIG lies, both just for the same achievement; "MARRIAGE"... In my case, she used the version named : "Massive Huge Lies"... For her, only her goal was important, neither me nor the relation, And I'd done much more than she deserved, but I won't be the fool anymore... It was not too hard to reveal the real she, but after I knew the truth, it nearly killed me... As an old saying says : "What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger", it didn't kill me, but helped me to know these deceiving creatures a little bit more... So Don't try to know your girl by what she says when she's in your arm... Know her by what she does during harsh times.

Rapid eye movement

This is the latest Riverside Album.
Here is the lyrics of third track

Riverside - 02 Panic Room

Used to be my Panic Room
The other side of me
Where I slept and woke by turns
And nothing seemed real

I was feeding on your life
Peering through the hole
And it scared me out
Someday
You would knock on my door

Sweet shelter of mine
I'm freezing without
Sweet shelter of mine
I'm dying without

Cover up my twisted thoughts
Shattered all around
Muffled sounds
Recurring dreams
Melatonin smile

Used to be my 302
The other side of light
Trap of my own
That helped me deal
With what I lost inside

Sweet shelter of mine
I'm freezing without
Sweet shelter of mine
I'm dying without
Sweet shelter of mine

***

I've tried to make self-portraits before
But they always turn out so contrived
I've spent too much time
Correcting light and shade
Hiding wrinkles
Blurring scars

I've tried to make self-portraits before
Through my eyes
Just see myself
Now I know
I'm not in denial
That I need someone else
To see me

Akbar Radi

I first go to theater as a serious watcher in high school times. Then most of groups play foreign acts. Lately , thanks to one of my friends, we discovered Iranian writers and find a good group directed by Hadi Marzban and saw 3 or 4 plays written by Radi. I like them very much due to his cultural and national point of view.
Anyway we lost him recently in sadness.
I enclose here the news from TehranTimes

TEHRAN -- Iranian playwright Akbar Radi died of cancer on December 26 at Tehran’s Pars Hospital. He was 68.

Akbar Radi was born on October 2, 1939 in Rasht, Gilan Province. His family moved to Tehran when he was still a child and he continued his studies in the Iranian capital.

In 1955, he became familiar with the works of author Sadeq Hedayat and began to write. His first story, “Dead Mouse”, was published in the Tehran daily Kayhan and he later became interested in playwriting.

In 1959 he participated in a story writing competition held by the Tehran daily Ettela’at and won first prize for his story “Rain”.

But his love for playwriting was still within him and he penned his first play “Blue Hole” in 1960.

Around that time he met poet Ahmad Shamlu, who liked “Blue Hole”.

From the beginning of his career in the field, his skill in playwriting and his power with words drew the attention of the giants of Iranian theater. His works were compared with the plays of Anton Chekhov and Henrik Ibsen.

Radi himself even believed that in some of his plays the track of Chekhov’s style of writing could be observed.

Radi regarded his birthplace Gilan as his permanent domicile and had a nostalgic feeling about the province. He had great interest in the memories of his childhood and depicted them in his plays with scenes and sets like big houses with several rooms, wood ceilings, carpets from Kashan, gardens with lots of flowers, and even foggy weather and rain.

His play “Melody of Rainy City” is about his beloved Gilan Province. His feeling for the place is so strong that he named one of the main characters in the play after the province.

“Melody of Rainy City”, “The Descent”, “The Fishermen”, “Death in the Autumn”, and “Slowly with the Rose” are some of his plays.

His plays the “Glorious Smile of Mr. Gil” and “Beneath the Passage of Saqqakhaneh” were recently staged by director Hadi Marzban.

He was last seen in public early this year at Tehran’s City Theater Complex during the closing ceremony of the play “Glorious Smile of Mr. Gil”.

Inside Man

In this 2006 movie, we see a hostage situation in which you see a detective (Washington) tries to persuade the bank robber (Owen) to release the hostages, and a powerful woman (Foster) about to keep a secret unfold.

Although in this movie you hear the name of "Dog Day Afternoon", it is far too different. In that the bank robber do not know what to do next but in this the bank robber do as scheduled and know what he wants.

Lately when you saw a film and the characters wanted to refer to something they mentioned a book but in these days they mention a movie. In other words, written literature is gradually replaced by a literature based on movies and TV shows.

Any way I can call this movie a "who's the boss game". Every main character in the movie is going to show "I am the boss." The Captain, the bank robber, the detective, the old banker, the mayor and the powerful woman all tries to prove that the situation is under control by him/her, even the Albanian women entered as a translator shows it by smoking a cigarette.

Spike Lee always refers to race problem in his movie. I think the turban scenes are good examples of how different the people react to a piece of clothing.