by Pier Marton | Aug 13, 2013 | Asia, Death, Film, Highlights, History, Human Rights, Ideas, KeyFilm, Peace, Poet, Politics, Popular, Racism, Review, Spectacle, Time, Travel, US, Wars, Women, Youth
10 Questions to Joshua Oppenheimer at University of Indiana (March 2014) – BAFTA 2014 winner & Oscar nominated – “This movie is not gonna leave you until the end of your days,” says Werner Herzog, one of the producers. The filmmaker, Joshua...
by Pier Marton | Aug 1, 2013 | Asia, Books, Death, Eco, Highlights, Hispanic, Human Rights, Humor, Ideas, Idées, Jewish, Middle-East, Native, Peace, Poet, Politics, Roma, Travel, US, Wars, Women, World, Youth
His blog: WorldService.org/Views From My Space. Over the years, the World Service Authority in Washington, DC, has issued over two million documents (world passports, ID’s, marriage licenses, etc… ). They are available at World Government (202) 638-2662....
by Pier Marton | Jul 23, 2013 | France, Humor, Music, Poet, Politics, Popular
(Use Google Translate on the side if needed) ___ TOUS DES ANARS!! — Do not miss Trintignant reciting “3 Poètes Libertaires: Desnos, Vian & Prévert” (below) — A historical meeting of three friends who had much in common besides being the top French...
by Pier Marton | Jun 25, 2013 | France, Humor, Music, Poet, Spectacle
Paroles de J’entends Des Airs: Qu’est ce que j’entends J’entends des airs J’entends vraiment Je te le jure Ca fait longtemps La vie entière J’entends des chants Ca j’en suis sûr Ca vient de où Ca vient du haut Ou du dessous Je...
by Pier Marton | Apr 24, 2013 | Books, Film, France, Humor, Idées, Music, Poet, Spectacle
With the release in France of a second film version of L’Écume des Jours – Mood Indigo – by Gondry (cf. below for the 1968 version) the marriage of two French zany authors is a done deal! Boris Vian (writer, poet, musician, singer, translator,...
by Pier Marton | Apr 24, 2013 | Antisemitism, History, Jewish, Poet, Racism, Shoah, Wars
The poems of W?adys?aw Szlengel were read in houses of the Ghetto and out of it, in the evenings and were passed on from hand to hand and passed from mouth to mouth. The poems were written in burning passion, while the events, which seemed to last for centuries...