#maclovia

[mexicoantiguo]

Hace 74 años de que se estrenó la película Maclovia, protagonizada por María Félix y Pedro Armendáriz, teniendo como escenario la isla de Janitzio. La cinta, dirigida por Emilio Fernández, se estrenó en 1948 y siendo aclamada en la edición de 1949 del Festival de Venecia, y obtuvo dos premios Arieles en el mismo año.

El filme se sitúa en 1914, en la isla de Janitzio. Maclovia (María Félix) es una india hermosa enamorada de José María (Pedro Armendáriz).

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Miguel Inclán-María Félix "Maclovia" 1948, de Emilio Fernández.

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María Candelaria (1944), Maclovia (1948) Emilio Fernández

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En Cinemateca “Luis Buñuel”, Cultura programa ciclo en honor a María Félix

  Del 17 al 25 de enero serán proyectados los filmes “Maclovia”, “La mujer de todos”, “Que Dios me perdone”, “Doña Diabla” y “Camelia” CIUDAD DE PUEBLA, Pue.- En la Cinemateca “Luis Buñuel”, el gobierno presente de Sergio Salomón, a través de la Secretaría de Cultura, programó un ciclo de cine en honor a María Félix, compuesto por cinco filmes protagonizados por la actriz mexicana, considerada…

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María Félix es Maclovia – Maclovia (Dir. Emilio Fernández, 1948)

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Maclovia - Mexican Restaurant Branding and Collateral Brand Development

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Cartel de la película Maclovia, dirigida por Emilio Fernández, México, 1948, de la colección Archivo División Fílmica

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Maclovia 1948 Emilio Fernández

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Ovo Drenth for Maclovia

~ Holland (1) ~

[citizenscreen]

Durante la filmación de MACLOVIA (1948) estan Gabriel Figueroa, María Félix, y Emilio Fernández.

[elcinelateleymickyandonie]

MARÍA FÉLIX.

Filmography

Mexico

1942 - The Rock of Souls

1942 - Maria Eugenia

1943 - Doña Bárbara

1943 - The china poblana

1943 - The Soulless Woman

1944 - The Ensign Nun

1944 - Amok

1945 - The White Monk

1945 - Vertigo

1946 - Everyone's wife

1946 - The Devourer

1946 - in love

1947 - May God forgive me!

1947 - The kneeling goddess

1947 - Rio Escondido

1948 - Maclovia / Cursed Beauty

1949 - Doña Diabla

1953 - Camelia (Mexico, Spain)

1953 - Report

1953 - The Rapture

1955 - The hideout

1955 - Basket of Mexican stories (Mexico, USA)

1956 - Tizoc / Indian Love

1957 - May Flower

1958 - Ash Wednesday

1958 - Café Colón

1958 - The Empty Star

1958 - The Cockroach

1960 - Juana Gallo

1963 - Love and sex / Sappho '63

1965 - La Valentina

1970 - The general

Spain

1948 - Mare Nostrum (Spain, Italy)

1949 - An ordinary woman (Spain)

1950 - Saturday night (Spain)

1951 - The Black Crown (Spain, Italy, France)

1957 - Faustina (Spain)

1959 - Sonatas (Spain, Mexico)

Italy

1951 - Messalina (Italy, France)

1951 - Incantessimo tragico / Tragic spell (Italy, France)

Argentina

1952 - The Naked Passion

France

1953 - La Belle Otéro / La Bella Otero (France, Italy)

1954 - French Cancan (France, Italy)

1955 - Les héros sont fatigués / Heroes are fatigued (France, Germany)

1959 - La fièvre monte à El Pao / The ambitious (France, Mexico)

Créditos: Tomado de Wikipedia

https://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mar%C3%ADa_F%C3%A9lix

[honestlyhufflepuff]

My husband was raised by his little Mexican grandma, Maclovia, who kept absolutely everything as if it were a precious heirloom.

She wrote on this rock.

The front roughly translates to "With this rock Matt [my husband] busted Ryan's head [his brother]."

The back reads "6/3/1992. Matt- 3 yrs old- hit Ryan- 5 years old- in the head. It bled so much. -Maclovia."

You can still kinda see the blood stain on the corner of the rock.

This is some Old Testament level family history.

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[animamosaic]

It’s Fire Season. Here’s some disjointed thoughts

The winds shifted last night and the smoke rolled in. We woke up an hour after dawn to a dark dirty orange sky and ash drifting down like snow. 30 miles east of me they’re evacuating. 15 miles east is on standby; that’s the edge of town.

We didn’t have Fire Season, not like this, until about 10 years ago. The smoke didn’t blanket us every September. Wildfire alerts meant a field or 2 gone. Not whole communities.

It’s just woods and scattered groups of houses clustered around churches and general stores out there. God, a few shelves carrying bread and Pepsi, and long quiet nights. People went there to get away from the city they’re being told to evacuate to now. Or they got stuck out there and never had a chance to leave. I hope they listen to the evacuation call, if they get it. The County has been having trouble reaching everyone.

I’m worried about what this will do to my garden. I’m glad my windows seal tight, and no drafty doors, but the house still smells like stale, dead, campfires. I’m worried about the homeless camps along the river because there aren’t enough shelters accepting them. Would an evacuation shelter allow my guinea pigs? Probably.

Maybe we’ll get pizza for dinner. I was planning on going to the store, but the air is too thick. I’m sad about it, going to the store has become a big excursion over the last 6 (six?) months. You’d think we would have learned to stock up on good masks now that Fire Season is every year, but it wasn’t difficult to get them before.

Are all the people who’ve been refusing masks wearing them today? They can see this smoke. I wonder if the racists are still caravaning into Portland to “counter protest” today. Teargas, smoke, guns, and american flags - just like 4th of July, baby.

The neighbors have been rebuilding the fence between our houses. I recognize the son, but I’m not sure who the older man is since his Dad was deported. (Though I’d only met him once when we moved in so it might be him; his wife Malcovia told another neighbor he was working on coming back.) Every day they’ve played mariachi music, but not today. Is it too dismal for mariachi music? If I had a pack of N95s I’d give it to them. It can’t be good for them to be working out there.

Maclovia’s garden is beautiful, maybe she knows how to save mine. I’m not sure how to ask or how she could tell me, we each only speak a little of each other’s language. It makes both of us too shy to do much more than wave at each other in passing. Where will they go in an evacuation?

It’s 2:56pm and the sky is a dirty yellow now, somehow glaringly bright and dim at the same time. Exciting times in Fire Season.

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sra. maclovia lopez ajudando a filha em sua lição de casa, trampas, condado de taos, novo méxico, john collier jr.