Feliz 2015

Fome

Carne tenra, macia

convida a cravar os dentes,

suave mente, pois

a fome à matar,

não é do corpo,

e sim da mente.

O Hobbit: A Batalha dos Cinco Exércitos

The irony of watching a movie about greed and how power corrupts, made by a corrupt director that took a oliphant-sized dump on everything he once stood for. Peter Jackson, you said that you love Tolkien's legacy, but clearly you love money more.

From decapitated uruks shedding no blood to lower the rating of the movie to shoehorning a scene that could only be written by a teenager, whom only experienced the story from the horrible video games, probably the same genius that designed the most of the "special" troops that can only be described as mid bosses from a video game.

You managed to make an militia of fishermen fight against an army of armored uruk hai and kill trolls like they are made of paper-mache.

You made a dwarf not only ride a armored pig into war, you also made said dwarf headbutt helmeted uruk hai.

You made a battle so long that the touching ending tastes bland.

You spat on everything that Ewoyn is by making fisherman wives fight.

Hell, you even put a Asian actor in a world based on Medieval Europe just to appease some sort of bullshit quota.

I'm not even going to talk about the big issues, I went to see your movie accepting that it wasn't an adaptation of The Hobbit. It was the details that you either overlooked or butcher made the movie painful to watch.

Congratulations, you made the first movie that made me fell bad by watching, I just wanted it to end. Now I have to write this rant to quell my mind.

Fuck you, you money-grabbing neckbeard, you made Tolkien's legacy into the new Star Wars

Pablo K. Fernandes

* Em princípio este era para ser um blog pessoal, mas resolvi  abri-lo para quem tiver alguma publicação interessante e relevante.

Feliz Natal

Tao

Com você,
não tenho passado,
só vivo presente.

Moinho

Tenho esquecido, mais que aprendido;

tenho criado, mais que lembrado.

À tona veio um guri,

perdido estava a muito.

Tem tomado sorvete

e feito bagunça.

Mas ainda é tímido,

aparece quando estou sozinho.

Me abandona quando

estou no moinho.