Me gustan los discos, las películas, los libros que empiezan como si fuesen a terminar. Cuando parece que después de la primera canción, un diálogo, no pueden dar más de sí, una elipsis que abarca desde Shirley Maclaine neonata hasta cuando vuelve con su primer amor en su vejez. Ya lo sabes todo, cuanto ocurre y cuanto queda para tu imaginación. Así, sólo resta que suceda. Pero cómo pasan los años, los capítulos, las canciones, es crucial. Es lo que importa. Por eso no basta con una idea, pongamos, una pareja que se quiere pero sufren y ella se pinta las uñas de negro. Hay muchas películas así, y demasiadas canciones. O un chico camina aseado e inocente al amanecer con algodón de azúcar en su mano derecha y en la izquerda un maletín. Se recoloca la gorra y mira la hora, y no tiene reloj. Se dispone a buscar una tienda de relojes y la encuentra. Entra, pregunta al dependiente por un reloj adecuado para él. Entonces entran unos famosos atracadores de relojes y le roban el algodón de azúcar. No basta con eso.
I like those records, films, books that begin like they were going to end. When it looks like after the first song, chapter, dialogue, it can't go further, an ellipsis that takes from a neonate Shirley Maclaine to when she goes back with her first love when she gets old. You already know everything, all of what matters and what remains to your imagination. This way, the story only needs to happen. But how the years go on, the chapters, the songs, is the main thing. It is what does matter. Because of that, it is not enough with an idea, let's say, there is a couple that love each other but they suffer and she paints her fingernails in black. There are many films like that, too many songs. Or a guy walks tidy and gullible at dawn with candy floss in his right hand and a briefcase in the left. Fits his cap and wonders what time is it, but he doesn't have a watch. So he prepares to look for a clock store and he found one. He comes in and ask the shop assistant for an appropriate watch for him. Then some famous clock thieves come in and steal him the candy floss. It is not enough with that.
I like those records, films, books that begin like they were going to end. When it looks like after the first song, chapter, dialogue, it can't go further, an ellipsis that takes from a neonate Shirley Maclaine to when she goes back with her first love when she gets old. You already know everything, all of what matters and what remains to your imagination. This way, the story only needs to happen. But how the years go on, the chapters, the songs, is the main thing. It is what does matter. Because of that, it is not enough with an idea, let's say, there is a couple that love each other but they suffer and she paints her fingernails in black. There are many films like that, too many songs. Or a guy walks tidy and gullible at dawn with candy floss in his right hand and a briefcase in the left. Fits his cap and wonders what time is it, but he doesn't have a watch. So he prepares to look for a clock store and he found one. He comes in and ask the shop assistant for an appropriate watch for him. Then some famous clock thieves come in and steal him the candy floss. It is not enough with that.
