#David hinton
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sivavakkiyar · 5 months ago
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Li Po, trans David Hinton
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margotfonteyns · 5 months ago
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Made in England: The Films of Powell and Pressburger (2024)
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letterboxd-loggd · 11 days ago
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Made in England: The Films of Powell and Pressburger (2024) David Hinton
November 23rd 2024
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haverwood · 21 days ago
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Made in England: The Films of Powell and Pressburger David Hinton UK, 2024 ★★★★
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alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry · 8 months ago
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Facing Wine by Li Po
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wesley-de-cornualles · 2 months ago
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此儿自见灾,花发多不谐。 穷老收碎心,永夜抱破怀。
Calamity infecting a child is natural: blossoms mostly fail. Still, I gather
ruins of the heart, a spent old man cradling love's debris in endless night.
Meng Chiao, from “Apricots Died Young”, The Late Poems of Meng Chiao trans. David Hinton
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unjustlyunread · 11 months ago
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(the) two types of poet:
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those who forget and those who keep re-membering.
for instance, Tu Fu's crows:
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in his later poems:
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("my old friends")
in his last poems:
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an endnote:
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("Li Po died as the legend says he died: out drunk in a boat, he fell into a river and drowned trying to embrace the moon.")
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maggiecheungs · 1 year ago
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mad girl’s love song by sylvia plath // restless night (倦夜) by du fu, trans. david hinton
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sivavakkiyar · 2 years ago
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by Li Po, translation by David Hinton
“To sit alone or with a few friends, half-drunk under a full moon, you just understand how lucky you are; it’s a story you can’t tell. It’s a story you almost by definition, can’t share. I’ve learned in real time to look at those things and realize: I just had a really good moment.”
— Anthony Bourdain, in his final interview
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nomallmovieschicago · 4 months ago
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29 July 2024
Film: MADE IN ENGLAND: THE FILMS OF POWELL AND PRESSBURGER (dir. David Hinton, 2024, USA)
Forum: Gene Siskel Film Center   Format: DCP
Observations: Susan and I have a special attachment to filmmakers Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger. In 1986, new BFI prints of many of their films were screened at the old Film Center for the Art Institute of Chicago at their Columbus Street auditorium. The week after our wedding, we went to see I KNOW WHERE I'M GOING! and were utterly entranced. Over the decades, we eventually saw screenings of all of their 1938-57 features (we went to Facets shortly after our oldest was born in 1992, newborn in tow, to watch THE TALES OF HOFFMAN). So there was probably no way we were going to miss this documentary. It takes the form of an essay narrated by Martin Scorsese about the artistry of the team's films and also the impact on his own work. (Maybe a more accurate title would have been MARTIN SCORSESE'S POWELL AND PRESSBURGER - indeed, clips of RAGING BULL get more screen time than a few of P+P's early movies.) The benefit of this approach is a singular and informed vision of what this body of work means to cinema. A distinct drawback, though, is by following a strict chronology, the viewer has to suffer through their decade-long decline for the second half of the film: flops, ill-conceived projects, half-hearted adaptations. (The movie has the partnership ending definitively in 1957, disregarding their last two projects together.) Maybe a wiser approach would have been to organize the material thematically in some way (e.g., men and women at war, British life, romance, dance) that could have afforded a more sympathetic comparison between their peak and lesser works. The film also unfortunately makes their greatest films look ponderous, omitting the light moments and comedy so key to their success. Yet there's no denying the hour or so in the middle when you're bombarded by clips from their acknowledged classics, with Scorsese's smart commentary, and you just want to see them for the first time all over again.
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ourbalancedlife · 1 year ago
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sivavakkiyar · 5 months ago
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Li Po, trans David Hinton
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headlightsforever · 2 years ago
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Meng Hao-jan translated by David Hinton
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johnesimpson · 2 years ago
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Without a Thought in Your Little Head
David Hinton, Charles Simic, Linda Hrshfield: 'Without a Thought in Your Little Head'
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[A favorite cartoon by George Booth in an old issue of The New Yorker from many years ago — blurry, alas, but the only copy I could find online. The caption: “I want you to think good thoughts about someone new at our house. I want you to think good thoughts about a pussycat.”] From whiskey river: I can’t findmy thoughts anywherethis morning. They’veleft me alone, no oneto be. I act like…
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blackinperiodfilms · 3 months ago
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The Piano Lesson | Official Trailer | Netflix
A family clash over an heirloom piano explodes. The battle between brother (John David Washington) and sister (Danielle Deadwyler) — one hopes to sell it, the other refuses to give it up — unleashes haunting truths about how the past is perceived and who defines a family legacy.
Samuel L. Jackson, John David Washington, Ray Fisher, Michael Potts, Erykah Badu, Skylar Aleece Smith, Jerrika Hinton, Gail Bean, Danielle Deadwyler, and Corey Hawkins star in Malcolm Washington’s directorial debut based on the Pulitzer-prize winning August Wilson play.
In select theaters November and on Netflix November 22.
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wesley-de-cornualles · 2 months ago
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儿生月不明,儿死月始光。 儿月两相夺,儿命果不长。 如何此英英,亦为吊苍苍。 甘为堕地尘,不为末世芳。
At our son's birth, the moon was dark, and when he died, it began to shine.
Moon and child, they stole each other away. O scarcely lived child of mine,
what's it like, blossom after blossom, if not endless blue heavens in lament,
sweetness falling into earthen dust, nothing left to bloom in other times?
Meng Chiao, from "Apricots died young", The Late Poems of Meng Chiao, trans. David Hinton
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