Habitación en Roma, where strangers fall in love.

Directed by Julio Medem, Habitación en Roma (Room in Roma) is an adaption based on  En La cama (In Bed). A hotel room in the center of Rome serves as the setting for two young and recently acquainted women to have a physical adventure that touches their very souls.

It is not my usual type of film. But frankly speaking , it is one of the best films I’ve seen. It is beautiful, in every single way. The music, the collisions of history and modern technology, the scenery settings. The way it evolved, the artistry, the way Natasha tried to pull away emotionally when she was getting too close, the way Alba allowed Natasha to do so without lashing back, but instead showing care and sensitivity. The way Natasha resisted but then fell into Alba’s words, wanting to know more about her. This movie is intelligent and sensitive to women.

Love it and its OST, especially Loving Strangers.

 

CD – Habitación en Roma (Jocelyn Pook)

 

01. Women’s Magazine Tango
02. The Painting Speaks
03. Libera Me
04. Caesar’s Rome
05. Secret Garden
06. The Room
07. Adam’s Lullaby. Roman Mix
08. Conversation With An Absent Father
09. Aphrodite
10. Strange Fish Tango
11. Agora In Athens
12. Meeting Place
13. Enchantment
14. Pompei
15. Quarrel
16. Body Shapes
17. Il Tango Delle Rivista Femminile
18. Loving Strangers
19. Upset
20. Contigo

 

 

 

We Create Our Own Demons

“We create our own demons,” Tony Stark begins in Iron Man 3, in a cliche and yet inspring opening. I remember Oscar Wilde once said, “We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell.”. Damn true. We should hold resonsibility for what we have done and the consequences that follows.

Wuthering Heights, produced by BBC in 2009, is one of the adaptions Emily Bronte’s novels of the same name. Tom Hardy, the Heahcliff, is the one that struggles his whole life till death for the love of Catherine. The desperate love reminds me a paragraph from “The Thorn Birds” by Colleen MacCullough,

“Each of us has something within us which won’t be denied, even if it makes us scream aloud to die. We are what we are, that’s all. Like the old Celtic legend of the bird with the thorn in its breast, singing its heart out and dying.”

Love and hate. Love becomes hate when it is twisted and filled with obessesion, betrayal and redemption. Sometimes, we do things, terrible things, in the name of love, which is only the excuse that we made to justify our behavior.

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. Nature has placed mankind under the government of two sovereign masters, pain and pleasure – they govern us in all we do, in all we say, in all we think: every effort we can make to throw off our subjection. Maybe half of it is what we consider as hell. You go mad, and all your demons come and get you just as fast as you can think them up. Vicious habits are so obnoxious and degrading that they transform the individual who practices them into an incarnate demon.Sadly.

We can decide to confront the dark parts of ourselves, and work to vanish them with illumination and forgiveness. Or better yet ameliorate the high ethical standards we already acquire that are essential to good character. Our willingness to wrestle with our demons will cause our angels to sing instead.

As for me, I would rather be an inspiration rather than a fiendish. To do good is effortless but doing the opposite requires conscious exertion of pain, of trouble.”