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16 Nisan 2014 Çarşamba

[Poem] Little Gidding - T. S. Eliot

"Four Quartets" is a set of four poems written by T. S. Eliot that were published individually over a six-year period. "The Little Gidding" is the last of T. S. Eliot's Four Quartets. The poems were not collected until Eliot's New York publisher printed them together in 1943. They were first published as a series in Great Britain in 1944 towards the end of Eliot's poetic career. Four Quartets are four interlinked meditations with the common theme being man's relationship with time, the universe, and the divine. (from Wikipedia.org)


"There are three conditions which often look alike
Yet differ completely, flourish in the same hedgerow: 
Attachment to self and to things and to persons, detachment 
From self and from things and from persons; and, growing between them, indifference 
Which resembles the others as death resembles life, 
Being between two lives"
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"What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from."
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"We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring 
Will be to arrive where we started 
And know the place for the first time."
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"Through the unknown, unremembered gate 
When the last of earth left to discover 
Is that which was the beginning; 
At the source of the longest river 
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree

Not known, because not looked for 
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always-- 
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded 
Into the crowned knot of fire 
And the fire and the rose are one."


4 Kasım 2012 Pazar

[Film] Fight Club - David Fincher

Yeraltı edebiyatının büyük dehalarından Chuck Palahniuk'un yazdığı Fight Club (Dövüş Kulübü), David Fincher tarafından 1999'da sinemaya uyarlandı. Senaryosunu Jim Uhls yazdı.
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David Fincher adapted this great underground novel Fight Club by American novelist Chuck Palahniuk into a film of the same name; Jim Uhls wrote the screenplay. 

--SCROLL DOWN FOR ENGLISH--

İnsanlar bana hep Tyler Durden'ı tanıyor muyum diye soruyorlar.
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- 3 dakika... İşte bu: Sıfır noktası. Günün anlam ve önemine dair bir şeyler söylemek ister misin?
Dişlerinin arasında silah namlusuyla yalnızca sesli harfler çıkarabilirsin.
- Hiçbir şey düşünemiyorum.
Bir an için, Tyler'ın kontrol ettiği imha olayını unutup o silahın ne kadar temiz olduğunu merak ettim.

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Farklı bir zamanda, farklı bir yerde uyanırsan farklı bir insan olarak uyanabilir misin? Seyahat ettiğim her yerde küçük hayatlar... Tek kullanımlık şeker, tek kullanımlık krema, tek kullanımlık yağ... Mikro dalgada ısıtılan Cordon Blue... Şampuan-krem karışımları... Numune diş macunu, küçük bar sabunlar... Her uçuşta tanıştığım insanlar, tek kullanımlık arkadaşlar... Kalkış ve uçuş arasında zamanı paylaşıyoruz. Elimize geçen tek şey bu.


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- Sana vurmamı mı istiyorsun?
- Hadi, yap bu iyiliği bana.
- Neden?
- Bilmiyorum neden. Hiç kavga etmedim, sen ettin mi?
- Hayır ama bu iyi bir şey.
- Kendin yapmadan nereden bilebilirsin ki! Yara izim olmadan ölmek istemiyorum. Hadi, vur bana cesaretim geçmeden.
- Tanrı'm, bu delilik.
- Delir öyleyse, bırak kopsun.
- Bilemiyorum.
- Ben de öyle; ama kimin umurunda? Kimse izlemiyor. Niye tasalanıyorsun?
- Bu delilik. Sana vurmamı istiyorsun?
- Doğru.
- Nasıl? Suratının ortasına mı yani?
- Şaşırt beni.
- Bu çok aptalca.
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- O... çocuğu! Kulağıma vurdun!

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- Biriyle dövüşmeyi seçecek olsan kiminle dövüşürdün?
- Patronumla herhalde.
- Gerçekten mi?
- Evet. Neden? Sen kiminle dövüşürdün?
- Babamla.
- Ben babamı tanımıyorum. Yani, onu tanıyorum; fakat ben 6 yaşındayken bizi terk etti, başka bir kadınla evlendi ve başka çocukları oldu. Her 6 yılda bir bunu yapıyor. Yeni bir şehre gidiyor ve yeni bir aile kuruyor.
- Herif şube açıyor desene!

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- Beyler, Dövüş Kulübü'ne hoş geldiniz. Dövüş Kulübü'nün ilk kuralı, Dövüş Kulübü hakkında konuşmayacaksınız. Dövüş Kulübü'nün ikinci kuralı, Dövüş Kulübü hakkında konuşmayacaksınız. Dövüş Kulübü’nün üçüncü kuralı biri "Dur!" derse, topallarsa, nazikçe dokunursa dövüş biter. Dördüncü kural, bir dövüş başına 2 kişi. Beşinci kural, aynı anda tek bir dövüş beyler! Altıncı kural, gömlek yok, ayakkabı yok. Yedinci kural, dövüşler gerektiği kadar sürer. Sekizinci ve son kural, eğer bu Dövüş Kulübü'nde ilk gecenizse dövüşmek zorundasınız.



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People always ask me if I know Tyler Durden.
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- Three minutes. This is it. Ground zero. Want to say a few words for the occasion?
With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.
- I can't think of anything.
For a second, I forget about Tyler's controlled demolition thing and I wonder how clean that gun is.

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If you wake up at a different time, in a different place, could you wake up as a different person? Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar, single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave cordon bleu hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos. Sample package mouthwash. Tiny bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight, they're single-serving friends. Between takeoff and landing, we have our time together, but that's all we get.

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- You just want me to hit you?
- Come on. Do me this one favor.
- Why?
- I don't know. Never been in a fight. You?
- No. But that's a good thing.
- You can't know yourself if you haven't. I don't wanna die without any scars. Come on. Hit me, before I lose my nerve.
- Oh, God. This is crazy.
- So go crazy! Let it rip.
- I don't know about this.
- I don't either. Who gives a shit? No one's watching. What do you care?
- This is crazy. You want me to hit you?
- That's right.
- Where? Like, in the face?
- Surprise me.
- This is so fucking stupid.
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- Motherfucker! You hit me in the ear!

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- If you could choose, who would you fight?
- I'd fight my boss, probably.
- Really?
- Yeah. Why? Who would you fight?
- I'd fight my dad.
- I don't know my dad. I mean, I know him, but he left when I was, like, six years old. Married this other woman and had some other kids. He did this every six years. He moves another city and starts a new family.
- Fucker's setting up franchises.

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- Gentlemen! Welcome to Fight Club. The first rule of Fight Club is you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is you do not talk about Fight Club! Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells "stop," goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: no shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.

26 Eylül 2012 Çarşamba

[Film] No Country for Old Men - Ethan & Joel Coen

Another fabulous movie from Coen Brothers after Big Lebowski: No Country for Old Men (2007)It was adapted into the screen from Pulitzer Award winning author Cormac McCarthy's novel (2005). 

 - [...] A man would have to put his soul at hazard. He'd have to say, "O.K., I'll be part of this world."

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- Are you going to shoot me?
- That depends. Do you see me? 

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- Whatcha got ain't nothin new. This country's hard on people, you can't stop what's coming, it ain't all waiting on you. That's vanity. 

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- You think this boy Moss has got any notion of the sorts of sons of bitches that're huntin' him?
- I don't know, he ought to. He's seen the same things I've seen, and it's certainly made an impression on me.

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- Just how dangerous is he?
- Compared to what? The bubonic plague? 

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- Did I say you could sit?
- No, but you strike me as a man who wouldn't want to waste his chair.

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- Sheriff, was that a true story about Charlie Walser?
- Who's Charlie Walser? Oh! Well... uh... a true story? I couldn't swear to every detail but it's certainly true that it is a story. 

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- I always figured when I got older, God would sorta come inta my life somehow. And he didn't. I don't blame him. If I was him I would have the same opinion of me that he does. 

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- Do you have any idea how crazy you are?
- You mean the nature of this conversation?
- I mean the nature of you.