Lavorare stanca
I hate the work (lavorare stanca) and do not want anything.
Well, I like to sleep, and even sleep well, maybe a little to much.
Thank God, I really need to sleep.
Sometimes in movies, I have problems in metabolism, when suddenly the day turns to night, but nothing more.
If i would suffer from insomnia, one of those days i would be crazy like Nietzsche.
Sleep is an old trick I learned with Tolstoy, and also Rossellini.
The other day, I read a scary thing in Libération:
A French filmmaker complained that he had chronic insomnia.
I thought with my buttons: so that poor sir, when he get´s to the plateau to do the job must be dead sleeping.
It is inhuman that he cannot rest for a while.
That´s what any person would do under similar conditions.
The ideal is to reach the plateau with the freshness of a rose and agility of a hunter to the prey.
To welcome the power and beauty of the world, of course.
And the beauty of the world, as we know, is the beauty of the film.
- Joao César Monteiro -
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