<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810</id><updated>2012-01-23T22:10:56.785Z</updated><title type='text'>O que não se encaixa nos meus outros blogs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>145</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2744456660236081182</id><published>2010-09-29T19:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T19:29:41.764+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL Microsoft: Exceptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://msdn.microsoft.com/en-us/library/5b2yeyab.aspx"&gt;http://msdn.microsoft.com/en-us/library/5b2yeyab.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Exceptions vs. Traditional Error-Handling Methods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)Exceptions offer several advantages over other methods of error notification, such as return codes. Failures do not go unnoticed. Invalid values do not continue to propagate through the system. You do not have to check return codes. Exception-handling code can be easily added to increase program reliability. Finally, the runtime's exception handling is faster than Windows-based C++ error handling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://msdn.microsoft.com/en-us/library/system.exception.aspx"&gt;http://msdn.microsoft.com/en-us/library/system.exception.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Performance Considerations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...)In addition, do not throw an exception when a return code is sufficient; do not convert a return code to an exception; and do not routinely catch an exception, ignore it, then continue processing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2744456660236081182?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2744456660236081182/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2744456660236081182' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2744456660236081182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2744456660236081182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/lol-microsoft-exceptions.html' title='LOL Microsoft: Exceptions'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6046430331264706608</id><published>2010-09-06T23:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:34:27.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Monotone</title><content type='html'>Antes de saíres para o trabalho, arrumas à pressa o dia anterior&lt;br /&gt;Para debaixo da cama.&lt;br /&gt;Guardas o coração ainda adormecido bem dentro do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E esqueces essa canção que já não passa na rádio&lt;br /&gt;Mas que vive secretamente dentro de ti.&lt;br /&gt;Fechas a porta à chave com duas voltas e sais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus passos na escada fria soam ligeiros e apagam-se,&lt;br /&gt;Perde-se o rasto, easy listening,&lt;br /&gt;Guardas tudo para ti como um ex-dj...&lt;br /&gt;Assim partes,  quase a correr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parada junto à passadeira, protegida num gesto ledo&lt;br /&gt;Fixas o olhar na sombra dos carros que passam.&lt;br /&gt;Esperas pelo sábado,&lt;br /&gt;Pelo feriado e as suas pontes,&lt;br /&gt;Pelas férias para ouvires as tuas canções.&lt;br /&gt;Sentes-te longe, silenciosa de luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A Naifa, Monotone)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6046430331264706608?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6046430331264706608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6046430331264706608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6046430331264706608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6046430331264706608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/monotone.html' title='Monotone'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-4236781345199869870</id><published>2010-09-05T21:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T21:29:29.197+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Machete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="id_4c83fcf06bb8a7de7a6e8" class="text_exposed_root"&gt;Robert Rodriguez está de volta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Planet Terror, ele ameaçou. Agora, ele concretiza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIxcVzwLR1k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIxcVzwLR1k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-4236781345199869870?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4236781345199869870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=4236781345199869870' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4236781345199869870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4236781345199869870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/09/machete.html' title='Machete'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5448639273786571317</id><published>2010-08-24T22:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T22:33:04.439+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hora do Chá</title><content type='html'>Não, não se trata de nenhum filme inglês, mas sim de um desafio proposto pela m'na &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/13227776468267737753"&gt;Jubylee&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora são 3 perguntas a responder sobre esta bebida de infusão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 - Referir quem deu o Selo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; O selo? Qual selo? Espera, está na minha hora de almoço. (ok, breve tributo aos GF)&lt;br /&gt; Pois foi a Jubylee, dona de este blog de bom gosto : &lt;a href="http://jubylee.tumblr.com/"&gt;A Momentary Lapse of Reason&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 - Qual é o teu chá favorito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou um grande apreciador de chá actualmente a ponto de ter um favorito. Quando era puto, era meio viciado (especialmente com mto açúcar). Gosto do de lúcia-lima, de pêssego, de erva-cidreira, penso eu de que...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 - Quantas colheres de açúcar costumas meter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendentemente, não muitas. Qnd era puto, gostava de chá doce como se fosse mel, mas dp ganhei juízo (e perdi alguns dentes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Passar o selo a 6 pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, que dia é hoje? Terça-feira. Não, hoje é dia de não passar nada a ninguém. Azar :)&lt;br /&gt;Já vos disse que qnd era puto, gostava mto de chá? Com mto açúcar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já está. Afinal foi mais divertido do que eu pensava.&lt;br /&gt;Bem, agora vou tomar alí um bejeca e comer um bife meio cru à dentada, à homem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5448639273786571317?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5448639273786571317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5448639273786571317' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5448639273786571317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5448639273786571317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/hora-do-cha.html' title='A Hora do Chá'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8066335442281516073</id><published>2010-08-01T21:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:47:15.650+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INCEPTION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TFXdJlLm76I/AAAAAAAABHw/ytgoMyiNhbA/s1600/inception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TFXdJlLm76I/AAAAAAAABHw/ytgoMyiNhbA/s400/inception.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500545676572290978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nolan é grande. Maior ainda que os efeitos especiais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8066335442281516073?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8066335442281516073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8066335442281516073' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8066335442281516073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8066335442281516073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/08/inception.html' title='INCEPTION'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TFXdJlLm76I/AAAAAAAABHw/ytgoMyiNhbA/s72-c/inception.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6535428775002954828</id><published>2010-07-12T21:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:55:35.962+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Golpe de Artistas - The Maiden Heist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TDt_7HCr-gI/AAAAAAAABHo/RnfCPFzZkdk/s1600/335601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TDt_7HCr-gI/AAAAAAAABHo/RnfCPFzZkdk/s400/335601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493124823987780098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger (Christopher Walken), Charles (Morgan Freeman) e George (William H. Macy) são três seguranças de um museu que levaram o seu amor pela arte um pouco longe demais: Roger apaixonou-se pela "Donzela Solitária", uma pintura do séc. XIX; Charles não vive sem a sua "Rapariga e os Gatos"; já George não consegue controlar a atracção física (nem manter as suas roupas vestidas) na presença de uma estátua de bronze de um guerreiro desconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;Quando são informados que o novo e pouco simpático curador decidiu transferir a colecção, em que as três peças se incluem, para um museu na Dinamarca, resolvem delinear um plano a que chamam Operação Fúria Urgente. A missão: roubar as obras de arte antes que cheguem ao seu destino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sinopse retirada do Cinecartaz, Público)&lt;img src="file:///E:/temp/wtemp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///E:/temp/wtemp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugestão para um filme muito divertido e bem disposto, com um ligeiro toque Indie.&lt;br /&gt;Com Christopher Walken, Morgan Freeman, Marcia Gay Harden e William H. Macy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 estrelas claro, sendo a última ganha com toda a justiça com a cena da maquete e do plano de ataque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6535428775002954828?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6535428775002954828/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6535428775002954828' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6535428775002954828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6535428775002954828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2010/07/golpe-de-artistas-maiden-heist.html' title='Golpe de Artistas - The Maiden Heist'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/TDt_7HCr-gI/AAAAAAAABHo/RnfCPFzZkdk/s72-c/335601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1044714628355626225</id><published>2009-11-07T19:47:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:52:23.108Z</updated><title type='text'>Os Irmãos Bloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SvXPBojJRxI/AAAAAAAABHI/PY3pKr7L-G4/s1600-h/Os+Irm%C3%A3os+Bloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SvXPBojJRxI/AAAAAAAABHI/PY3pKr7L-G4/s400/Os+Irm%C3%A3os+Bloom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401450955072423698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Imagem e sinópse retirada do &lt;a href="http://cinecartaz.publico.pt"&gt;Público&lt;/a&gt;, obrigado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Os irmãos Bloom (Mark Ruffalo e Adrien Brody) são dois vigaristas muito sedutores e elegantes, que vivem à custa de esquemas de extorsão de dinheiro a milionários. Mas, à beira dos 40, estão cada vez mais cansados desta vida e decidem assentar... depois de um último golpe. É então que conhecem a belíssima Penelope Stamp (Rachel Weisz), uma excêntrica herdeira com uma personalidade muito especial e cujo principal passatempo é aprender hobbies apenas através da teoria, lendo todos os livros sobre o assunto, isolada na sua magnífica mansão em Nova Jersey. Agora, que os irmãos se dedicam ao derradeiro golpe, enganando Penélope, estão perdidos e nenhum deles sabe já quem é vigarista e quem é vigarizado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Há tanto tempo que não via um filme assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excelentes actores muito bem ligados por uma boa história. Destaque para a fotografia bem cuidada, pontuais toques de humor explosivos e construção das personagens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1044714628355626225?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1044714628355626225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1044714628355626225' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1044714628355626225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1044714628355626225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-irmaos-bloom.html' title='Os Irmãos Bloom'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SvXPBojJRxI/AAAAAAAABHI/PY3pKr7L-G4/s72-c/Os+Irm%C3%A3os+Bloom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2923520526379020668</id><published>2009-03-15T11:03:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T11:15:21.445Z</updated><title type='text'>Gran Torino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SbzjQIvxxsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K_6Opw3LB_E/s1600-h/gt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SbzjQIvxxsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K_6Opw3LB_E/s400/gt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313371526755632834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1205489/"&gt;Gran Torino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente os filmes de Clint Eastwood têm sido garantia de qualidade.&lt;br /&gt;5 estrelas, claro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2923520526379020668?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2923520526379020668/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2923520526379020668' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2923520526379020668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2923520526379020668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2009/03/gran-torino.html' title='Gran Torino'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SbzjQIvxxsI/AAAAAAAAAVE/K_6Opw3LB_E/s72-c/gt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6531771042911381701</id><published>2009-01-06T00:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:15:32.934Z</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agJzoesufn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agJzoesufn0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigam este link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIVh8Mu1a4Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIVh8Mu1a4Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6531771042911381701?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6531771042911381701/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6531771042911381701' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6531771042911381701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6531771042911381701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title='Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7114746309926831528</id><published>2008-08-31T16:08:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:51:30.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O MUNDO LÁ FORA</title><content type='html'>Ora bem, tempo de actualizar isto um pouco ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now for something completely different : Finland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É isso mesmo, a Finlândia. Tenho estado nas últimas semanas em serviço neste interessante país, cujo nome eu julgava ser Filândia e não Finlândia, até vir para cá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas podem ser ditas da Finlândia e dos finlandeses (hmm, será "filandeses"? Dúvida de última hora), no entanto sei que apenas poderão ser válidas no caso de Helsínkia e dos arredores (Vantaa, mais concretamente), locais da Finlândia onde tenho estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gera geral, as pessoas cá são extremamente simpáticas e atenciosas com os estrangeiros, como eu. Se se diz que os portugueses o são com os estrangeiros que visitam Portugal, esperem até conhecerem os finlandeses. Pode ser difícil de acreditar, mas quando estava a pedir ajuda para tirar um bilhete de metro em Helsínkia num fim de semana, a pessoa não só me tirou o bilhete por mim, mostrando-me como o fazer ao mesmo tempo, mas pagou-o na totalidade! E foram 2 euros, ainda por cima! (Deve ter percebido que era português e teve pena do probrezinho :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quase toda a gente fala um inglês muito razoável, bem melhor do que o meu, diga-se de passagem. Inglês e Sueco são línguas estrangeiras ensinadas na ensino obrigatório, pois isso, se falam uma destas línguas não deverão ter problemas em pedir indicações se por cá passarem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Finlândia é um país enorme. E cerca de dois terços são zonas florestais - Mesmo nas cidades há árvores por todo o lado. Vantaa e Helsínkia são cidades muito planas e por vezes vêem-se mais bicicletas do que automóveis. E sim, dispõem de ciclovias e vias pedonais ao longo de toda a Helsínkia, incluíndo o centro da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é bastante agradável de Verão. Nunca está calor excessivo, embora a temperatura possa chegar aos 30 graus Celsius. Sobre o Inverno, nada posso dizer, mas sei que na zona sul da Finlândia onde Helsínkia se localiza, o Inverno é longo mas não tão rigoroso como nas terras no Norte. Aqui, o temperatura mais baixa atinge normalmente o 5 graus negativos Celsius, por isso a neve nunca é muito branca nem muito abundante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns factos curiosos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: As portas abrem para fora - pelo menos as portas que utilizei - por isso cuidado quando sairem de uma casa de banho pública e não preguem com a porta nalguma alminha. Cuidado também ao passar perto de uma porta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Os lavatórios das casas de banho tem agua morna nas torneiras, mesmo durante o Verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Por aqui, janta-se muito cedo, geralmente a partir das 18h00, hora habitual da saída do emprego. Os centros comerciais fecham bastante cedo (tipicamente às 21h00).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Existe cá um Jumbo, que se escreve do mesmo modo mas diz-se "iumbo"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Depois do trabalho, há pessoas a passear na rua (sim, a andar a pé!), de bicicleta ou mesmo de patins em linha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: As pessoas conversam à vez, ou seja, sem interromper o discurso do outro. Desconheço a origem deste hábito... Li algures que interromper o discurso é visto como falta de educação, no entanto é possível que tal seja mais bem aceite pelas gerações mais novas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumindo, parece-me ser um local em que há hipóteses de se viver com uma boa qualidade de vida. E no Verão, é sempre possível passar o fim-de-semana ao ar livre, em pique-niques nas inúmeras zonas verdes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algumas fotografias (logo que possível, completo as descrições) : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq_h7DZyQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YHaon7hg7PA/s1600-h/IMG_3498ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240711705907546370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq_h7DZyQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YHaon7hg7PA/s320/IMG_3498ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vestígios históricos do tempo em que pertencia à Rússia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7t0RE-bI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Ol613EQJ5ew/s1600-h/IMG_3576ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707512197773746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7t0RE-bI/AAAAAAAAAOk/Ol613EQJ5ew/s320/IMG_3576ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Avenida no centro do Helsínikia ao final da tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Olhem só a largura dos passeios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7ub-sBFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HKvfNzSRZsg/s1600-h/IMG_3577ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707522858058834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7ub-sBFI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HKvfNzSRZsg/s320/IMG_3577ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(descrição em breve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7uhzaKUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/We6hgTUW__o/s1600-h/IMG_4033ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707524421364034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7uhzaKUI/AAAAAAAAAO0/We6hgTUW__o/s320/IMG_4033ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Algures na ilha de Suomelina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7u_srFzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/koq9QxLflEA/s1600-h/STA_3572ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240707532446177074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq7u_srFzI/AAAAAAAAAO8/koq9QxLflEA/s320/STA_3572ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6c_L30cI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tCTexbSOgto/s1600-h/IMG_3500ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240706123559326146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6c_L30cI/AAAAAAAAAOE/tCTexbSOgto/s320/IMG_3500ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ciclistas urbanos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6dWVAyxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rki2N3YhMtk/s1600-h/IMG_3546ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240706129771678482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6dWVAyxI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rki2N3YhMtk/s320/IMG_3546ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(descrição em breve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6drOsUPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SODUMwnZL3Q/s1600-h/IMG_3563ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240706135382315250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6drOsUPI/AAAAAAAAAOU/SODUMwnZL3Q/s320/IMG_3563ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(descrição em breve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6eNdDd1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/awqjpfLf0Gg/s1600-h/IMG_3565ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240706144569358162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq6eNdDd1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/awqjpfLf0Gg/s320/IMG_3565ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O terminal de caminhos de ferro de Helsínkia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8uZtpYrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DlODPiaX3iI/s1600-h/IMG_4062kkked.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240708621761340082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8uZtpYrI/AAAAAAAAAPE/DlODPiaX3iI/s320/IMG_4062kkked.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Supermercado da KKK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8u98jeiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uUu8H8XyQ00/s1600-h/IMG_4051ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240708631487543842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8u98jeiI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uUu8H8XyQ00/s320/IMG_4051ed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Termómetro preparado para temperaturas negativas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8u9nqO9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/8F9LoSxBtWc/s1600-h/IMG_3405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240708631399906258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq8u9nqO9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/8F9LoSxBtWc/s320/IMG_3405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Chocolates Geisha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7114746309926831528?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7114746309926831528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7114746309926831528' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7114746309926831528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7114746309926831528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-mundo-l-fora.html' title='O MUNDO LÁ FORA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SLq_h7DZyQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YHaon7hg7PA/s72-c/IMG_3498ed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5643809857868934121</id><published>2008-08-30T22:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:05:36.285+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AQUELE QUERIDO MÊS DE AGOSTO</title><content type='html'>Não há melhor maneira de terminar um longo jejum de cinema com um bom filme. Com um daqueles filmes que achamos deliciosos, como se fosse um bombom (ou qq outra comida/doce que prefiram). Pessoalmente, este filme é um desses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1081929/"&gt;Aquele Querido Mês de Agosto&lt;/a&gt;" é o recentemente estreado filme de Miguel Gomes, realizador do já muito interessante "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0442940/"&gt;A Cara que Mereces&lt;/a&gt;" e é um filme onde está presente uma extrema criatividade e quem sabe, mesmo inovação, fazendo-se cinema com regras próprias. É também um filme divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não conto muito (na verdade, nada) sobre a história do filme, porque :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º - Encontram facilmente essa informação noutro lugar&lt;br /&gt;2º - Não me apetece escrever sobre isso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5643809857868934121?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5643809857868934121/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5643809857868934121' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5643809857868934121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5643809857868934121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/aquele-querido-ms-de-agosto.html' title='AQUELE QUERIDO MÊS DE AGOSTO'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-574156365538928201</id><published>2008-06-28T16:20:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:15:34.954+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE HAPPENING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SGZatZTSgmI/AAAAAAAAANU/yPZytGeqFMk/s1600-h/thehappening.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216956954287702626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SGZatZTSgmI/AAAAAAAAANU/yPZytGeqFMk/s320/thehappening.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que hoje em dia a violência nos filmes é tão pornográfica? Qual é a necessidade de ver tudo escarrapachado, quando na sua essência, a violência é sobretudo psicológica? Será realmente necessário as pessoas serem chocadas para sentirem algo? Tal como o último filme dos irmãos Cohen (No Country for Old Man), este "O Acontecimento" (ou The Happening, no seu título original) segue a mesma "filosofia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei fracamente desiludido com M. Night Shyamalan... Espectativas altas depois dos saudosos The Village e mesmo do Lady In the Water que dividiu tanta gente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li algures que na opinião de alguém, que este O Acontecimento é o melhor filme de Night. Discordo completamente. Este parece ser um filme de &lt;strong&gt;qualquer outra pessoa que não&lt;/strong&gt; do Night Shyamalan que conheço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que tirando a violência a meu ver desnecessária e demasiado incomodativa (especialmente depois de uma turbolenta semana de trabalho) fica muito pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se me perguntarem que classificação daria ao filme, dir-vos-ia apenas &lt;strong&gt;2 estrelas&lt;/strong&gt;, sendo 1 pelos momentos de inteligência que, apesar de tudo, ainda estão presentes no filme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-574156365538928201?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/574156365538928201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=574156365538928201' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/574156365538928201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/574156365538928201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/porque-que-hoje-em-dia-violncia-nos.html' title='THE HAPPENING'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/SGZatZTSgmI/AAAAAAAAANU/yPZytGeqFMk/s72-c/thehappening.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2308743455068915938</id><published>2008-03-21T21:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:21:50.697Z</updated><title type='text'>FELIZ PRIMAVERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R-Qmo2Qa4KI/AAAAAAAAANE/f_Fef2SxwLo/s1600-h/IMG_0606_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180307954583920802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R-Qmo2Qa4KI/AAAAAAAAANE/f_Fef2SxwLo/s320/IMG_0606_1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com os cumprimentos do miau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2308743455068915938?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2308743455068915938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2308743455068915938' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2308743455068915938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2308743455068915938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/03/feliz-primavera.html' title='FELIZ PRIMAVERA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R-Qmo2Qa4KI/AAAAAAAAANE/f_Fef2SxwLo/s72-c/IMG_0606_1024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5255447547582916423</id><published>2008-03-21T11:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-21T11:30:28.214Z</updated><title type='text'>ESTE FILME NÃO É PARA MIM</title><content type='html'>Pois é, parece que não. Recentemente vi o "oscarizado" filme "Este País Não é Para Velhos" (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0477348/"&gt;No Country for Old Man&lt;/a&gt;) e sinceramente não percebi onde está a genialidade deste filme... Aprecio bastante o trabalho dos Cohen, mas neste caso, não percebo a origem de tanto alarido em torno deste filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das duas, uma : ou não estou à altura do nível do filme (é possível) ou o filme foi deliberadamente empolado lá pelas gentes de Hollywood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podia-vos pedir um favor? Se algum de vós que achou o filme uma obra-prima pudesse deixar em comentário a este &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; as razões porque os diálogos são geniais ou qualquer coisa de transcendente. De facto, as interpretações são fora de série e a fotografia está boa, mas fora disso... Bem, digam de vossa justiça. Gostaria de ver o vosso ponto de vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5255447547582916423?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5255447547582916423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5255447547582916423' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5255447547582916423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5255447547582916423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/03/este-filme-no-para-mim.html' title='ESTE FILME NÃO É PARA MIM'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5904587336808101317</id><published>2008-01-13T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:21:03.432Z</updated><title type='text'>RECEBI UM PRÉMIO</title><content type='html'>Sim, parece que é mesmo verdade. A &lt;a href="http://lopesca.blogspot.com/"&gt;LopesCa&lt;/a&gt; ofereceu-me o &lt;a href="http://lopesca.blogspot.com/2008/01/prmio-amizade.html"&gt;Prémio Amizade&lt;/a&gt;, este mesmo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R4qOEPdI_2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/c-reYS54N7g/s1600-h/amizade1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155088926998331234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R4qOEPdI_2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/c-reYS54N7g/s320/amizade1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora muito obrigado, portanto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5904587336808101317?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5904587336808101317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5904587336808101317' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5904587336808101317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5904587336808101317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/recebi-um-prmio.html' title='RECEBI UM PRÉMIO'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R4qOEPdI_2I/AAAAAAAAAM8/c-reYS54N7g/s72-c/amizade1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7130386439582518091</id><published>2008-01-07T23:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:09:04.695Z</updated><title type='text'>E AGORA ...</title><content type='html'>Algo aparentemente inútil, mas na verdade bastante divertido e contendo disfarçadamente uma interessante lição de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Este artigo saiu na passada sexta-feira, no suplemento Sexta, do jornal Público, logo é verídico além de divertido)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A culpa não era do gelado de baunilha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um cliente norte-americano menos contente com o seu novo carro Pontiac, da General Motors, decide enviar uma carta de reclamação à empresa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois de contar que tem como hábito diário ir comprar, depois de jantar, gelado para a família, este cliente que recentemente adquiriu o Pontiac modelo 99, explica qual é o seu problema: «Sempre que eu compro gelado de baunilha, quando volto da loja para casa, o carro não funciona. Se compro outros sabores o carro funciona normalmente.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A carta provocou algumas risadas entre o pessoal da empresa, mas o presidente, depois de receber uma cópia, resolveu levar o assunto a sério. E os cientistas concluíram que a compra do gelado de baunilha era feita em menos tempo do que qualquer outro tipo de gelado. Como era mais rápida, o motor do carro não chegava a arrefecer e os vapores de combustível não se dissipavam, impedindo que a nova partida fosse instantânea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A General Motors mudou o sistema de alimentação em todos os modelos afectados e distribuiu um memorando exigindo que os funcionários levassem todas as reclamações a sério...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americanos ... Chamem-lhes parvos e eles mostram-vos quem é afinal o parvo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7130386439582518091?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7130386439582518091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7130386439582518091' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7130386439582518091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7130386439582518091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2008/01/e-agora.html' title='E AGORA ...'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-3420934043844036654</id><published>2007-12-08T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-09T13:40:20.286Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R1sK0unmtpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/O7uoSCMy-aE/s1600-h/CONTROL_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141715300557174418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R1sK0unmtpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/O7uoSCMy-aE/s320/CONTROL_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only irremediable suffer from suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, Ian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-3420934043844036654?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3420934043844036654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=3420934043844036654' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3420934043844036654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3420934043844036654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-no-honour-in-suicide-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/R1sK0unmtpI/AAAAAAAAAMk/O7uoSCMy-aE/s72-c/CONTROL_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8803945708160046379</id><published>2007-11-18T21:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:48:47.664Z</updated><title type='text'>DESAFIO DA PÁGINA 161 (5.ª FRASE)</title><content type='html'>Tardiamente respondendo ao desafio lançado pela honorável &lt;a href="http://noise-and-sound.blogspot.com/"&gt;Izzy&lt;/a&gt; (uma constipação valente foi em grande parte reponsável pelo atraso) venho então aqui publicamente publicar o conteúdo da 5ª frase completa da página 161 do livro mais próximo de mim no momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como o livro mais próximo de mim não tem páginas suficientes e o 2º mais próximo seria chinês para a esmagadora maioria dos leitores, escolhi o livro de Jeff Lindsay - "Um Montro Também Precisa de Amigos", obra de inspiração de uma série bem interessante que anda por aí, chamada Dexter (o nome do protagonista no livro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reza assim :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Porque sonhara eu? Seria apenas o meu subconsciente derreado a projectar a tensão das aventuras do serão anterior?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, na verdade são duas frases,  mas não me daria ao trabalho de fazer este post apenas para escrever "Porque sonhara eu", certo ? Sim, albrabei este desafio. Paciência :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo também dizer que a tradução portuguesa do livro está cheia de erros de português/gralhas de edição, de tal modo que coloquei pequenas marcas a assinalar as páginas com o intuito de mais tarde escrever à editora. Depois não tive pachorra, tal não era o número de erros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora lanço este "desafio" a quem o quiser aceitar. E desafio a seguir à regra o desafio, coisa que nem Izzy nem eu fizemos ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8803945708160046379?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8803945708160046379/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8803945708160046379' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8803945708160046379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8803945708160046379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/desafio-da-pgina-161-5-frase.html' title='DESAFIO DA PÁGINA 161 (5.ª FRASE)'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2804470554776621186</id><published>2007-11-02T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:37:05.601Z</updated><title type='text'>INTERPOL, PRÓXIMO DIA 7</title><content type='html'>Descobri por acaso este grupo que me faz lembrar uma sonoridade dos 80's que não apreciava muito na altura. Ainda estou a ponderar ir ao concerto, felizmente tenho os 25€ para desembolsar... O Coliseu não é o meu local favorito e sem lugares marcados, hmm podia ser muito melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/interpol"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/interpol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2804470554776621186?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2804470554776621186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2804470554776621186' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2804470554776621186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2804470554776621186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/interpol-prximo-dia-7.html' title='INTERPOL, PRÓXIMO DIA 7'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7309441719303189717</id><published>2007-11-02T23:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-02T23:30:03.101Z</updated><title type='text'>LE SCAPHANDRE ET LE PAPILLON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RyuyvKtaZOI/AAAAAAAAALs/zZZOYbP_dmg/s1600-h/SC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128389124089865442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RyuyvKtaZOI/AAAAAAAAALs/zZZOYbP_dmg/s320/SC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há filmes que felizmente nos fazem lembrar das coisas que temos por garantidas, da sorte que temos, embora iludidos do contrário. Da forma corajosa que se encaram as dificuldades, da força que surge "do nada" cá de dentro, quando se está na merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independetemente das "críticas" que se lêem por aí nos jornais, das representações e outros aspectos que caracterizam um filme, este vale por tudo o que transmite. E não é pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendável claro, excepto a quem procure um filme de divertimento.&lt;br /&gt;5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7309441719303189717?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7309441719303189717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7309441719303189717' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7309441719303189717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7309441719303189717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/11/le-scaphandre-et-le-papillon.html' title='LE SCAPHANDRE ET LE PAPILLON'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RyuyvKtaZOI/AAAAAAAAALs/zZZOYbP_dmg/s72-c/SC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5891301305029321160</id><published>2007-10-28T11:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-10-28T12:16:18.052Z</updated><title type='text'>TELEVISORES E CUSTOS ENERGÉTICOS</title><content type='html'>Se está a pensar em comprar um novo televisor (aqueles agora da moda, os plasmas) talvez não esteja a par da brutalidade que é o consumo destes bichos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei bem porquê, mas encontrei neste &lt;a href="http://reviews.cnet.com/4520-6475_7-6400401-2.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; uma estimativa dos consumos e comparações entre as várias tecnologias actuais presentes nas TVs que vêmos à venda nas lojas ou que já temos em nossas casas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumidamente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consumos médios de TVs :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Plasma: 328 watts&lt;br /&gt;rear-projection: 208 watts&lt;br /&gt;LCD: 193 watts&lt;br /&gt;CRT: 146 watts&lt;br /&gt;(CRT = Cathode Ray Tube = Televisores tradicionais e gordos das décadas passadas, que usam como método de projecção um tubo de raios catódicos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outros equipamentos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PlayStation 3: 197 watts (ó iés!)&lt;br /&gt;Xbox360: 187 watts&lt;br /&gt;PC (consumo médio): 78 watts&lt;br /&gt;Wii: 19 watts&lt;br /&gt;Router sem fios: 7 watts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interessante a diferença entre o consumo típico das consolas Wii e glutonas PS3 e Xbox360.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No link que mencionei acima, além de uma descrição algo aprofundada sobre as diferenças entre as várias tecnologias actuais (LCD, plasma, etc) fica-se também a saber que existem modelos plasma que atingem consumos de 500 Watt! Isto é metade de 1 MegaWatt, caramba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pelas razões que possam ter, ponderem se realmente querem &lt;em&gt;mesmo&lt;/em&gt; comprar um plasma para a sala, sejam elas ambientais ou puramente económicas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5891301305029321160?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5891301305029321160/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5891301305029321160' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5891301305029321160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5891301305029321160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/televisores-e-custos-energticos.html' title='TELEVISORES E CUSTOS ENERGÉTICOS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6732682201546980727</id><published>2007-10-24T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T00:25:33.694+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SUGESTÃO : UM FILME E UMA CANÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rx6Chbc0ncI/AAAAAAAAALc/fVrIXF7ywas/s1600-h/thebraveone1_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124676936810143170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rx6Chbc0ncI/AAAAAAAAALc/fVrIXF7ywas/s320/thebraveone1_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0476964"&gt;The Brave One&lt;/a&gt; (A Estranha em Mim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Björk - Wanderlust, Volta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/e16WDLX5wi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/e16WDLX5wi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6732682201546980727?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6732682201546980727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6732682201546980727' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6732682201546980727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6732682201546980727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/sugesto-um-filme-e-uma-cano.html' title='SUGESTÃO : UM FILME E UMA CANÇÃO'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rx6Chbc0ncI/AAAAAAAAALc/fVrIXF7ywas/s72-c/thebraveone1_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8171628167877975247</id><published>2007-10-15T23:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:23:05.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IN RAINBOWS</title><content type='html'>Radiohead fizeram história no mundo da música. E recentemente, repetiram a proeza, disponibilizando duas versões do seu novo álbum "In Rainbows" através do &lt;a href="http://www.inrainbows.com/"&gt;site oficial&lt;/a&gt; - Uma versão em download MP3 (160Kbps) está disponível desde o dia 10 deste mês e outra usando o CD como suporte físico tradicional, contendo temas extra e toda uma "artwork" e ainda como bónus o álbum em vinil, que será entregue via postal a partir do dia 3 Dezembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O álbum apenas está disponível através do site deles. Não há cá chulices de distribuidoras, editoras, etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preços?&lt;br /&gt;A versão de luxo custa uns valentes 40 libras.&lt;br /&gt;E a versão digital? Surpresa. Custa o que o comprador quiser. Desde 0 libras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já comprei. A versão em MP3. Por 10 libras. Porquê ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porque são os Radiohead, e para mim são sinónimo de qualidade&lt;br /&gt;- Pela coragem do grupo em tomar esta atitude&lt;br /&gt;- Porque é um valor superior ao que pagaria no iTunes, se lá estivesse o álbum&lt;br /&gt;- Porque ainda é um valor inferior ao que pagaria numa loja convencional&lt;br /&gt;- Porque posso dispender 10 libras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se &lt;strong&gt;realmente&lt;/strong&gt; gostam de um grupo, ponderem o que será mais justo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8171628167877975247?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8171628167877975247/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8171628167877975247' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8171628167877975247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8171628167877975247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-rainbows.html' title='IN RAINBOWS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7387508096274008660</id><published>2007-10-06T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:30:58.064+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANET TERROR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rwe3orc0nbI/AAAAAAAAALU/w2CRYL2dDW0/s1600-h/Grindhouse-Planet-Terror.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118261411016121778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rwe3orc0nbI/AAAAAAAAALU/w2CRYL2dDW0/s320/Grindhouse-Planet-Terror.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acabei de ver no cinema o esperado &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1077258/"&gt;Planet Terror&lt;/a&gt;, de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001675/"&gt;Robert Rodriguez&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caramba, há tanto tempo que não via um filme tão bom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tinha grandes espectativas em relação a este filme e o dito correspondeu plenamente a elas :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um filme supostamente chunga, feito com uma boa dose de inteligência e bons momentos de humor. Ah, e litros de sangue também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A comparação com o &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1077258/"&gt;Death Proof&lt;/a&gt; de Tarantino que, juntamente com Planet Terror compõem o "pack" Grindhouse é inevitável. Pessoalmente, embora não conheça bem o cinema chunga a que estes dois filmes pretendem ser um tributo, gostei muito mais de Planet Terror. De longe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Partindo da minha hipótese de um filme chunga ser sinónimo de um filme com uma dose exagerada de clichés, onde não há grande ligação entre as cenas e os diálogos são fúteis e pouco inspirados, então definitivamente Death Proof de Tarantino é o filme chunga deste "pack". O que faz de Planet Terror um filme não-chunga. O que é bom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ora tomá lá disto, Tarantino :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rwe3i7c0naI/AAAAAAAAALM/heeV8CEptb4/s1600-h/toma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118261312231873954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rwe3i7c0naI/AAAAAAAAALM/heeV8CEptb4/s320/toma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5* (um € por cada estrela, &lt;em&gt;and worths any penny of it &lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7387508096274008660?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7387508096274008660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7387508096274008660' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7387508096274008660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7387508096274008660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/planet-terror.html' title='PLANET TERROR!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rwe3orc0nbI/AAAAAAAAALU/w2CRYL2dDW0/s72-c/Grindhouse-Planet-Terror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-9099293133108429997</id><published>2007-09-22T15:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T00:04:38.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MR. BLUE SKY</title><content type='html'>John Lennon foi, sem sombras de dúvida, um compositor genial capaz de compor desde deliciosas e simples músicas pop até canções "mais sérias" como suporte à sua corajosa faceta de activista no fim da sua carreira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Blue Sky que vos deixo aqui é um óptimo exemplo , fantástico pela sua simplicidade, alegria contagiante, e criatividade. A ouvir até ao fim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(o link ficou quebrado ... reponho logo que possível)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MAQ-E_Hhdz/aus=" width="300" height="80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-9099293133108429997?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9099293133108429997/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=9099293133108429997' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/9099293133108429997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/9099293133108429997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/mr-blue-sky.html' title='MR. BLUE SKY'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7527747128919928609</id><published>2007-08-26T12:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T12:19:20.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DAFT PUNK HANDS</title><content type='html'>Quem já viu o filme anime &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0368667/"&gt;Interstella 5555: The 5tory of the 5ecret 5tar 5ystem&lt;/a&gt; sem dúvida vai reconhecer o clip seguinte :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ2ktH-iSxg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QZ2ktH-iSxg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há poucos minutos acabei por encontrar uma criação artística baseada no tema dos Daft Punk que é tocado no clip. Nos momentos iniciais passei do "Porra, que m*erd@ é esta?!" para "Caramba, que imaginação!". Vejam, que vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2cYWfq--Nw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K2cYWfq--Nw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7527747128919928609?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7527747128919928609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7527747128919928609' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7527747128919928609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7527747128919928609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/daft-punk-hands.html' title='DAFT PUNK HANDS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7272230101302634106</id><published>2007-08-23T00:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T00:41:43.624+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RATATOUILLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszHlddjC3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/mvAOQwsxXpI/s1600-h/rat0.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101671924281576306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszHlddjC3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/mvAOQwsxXpI/s320/rat0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente pude ver em condições esta maravilha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Pixar é a Pixar e está tudo dito! A uma animação impossível de acreditar junta-se a uma história cheia de significado e personagens de uma profundidade inesquecível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* claro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszHRtdjC2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/pEEL6kW2Wfw/s1600-h/rat1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101671584979159906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszHRtdjC2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/pEEL6kW2Wfw/s320/rat1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszG_tdjC1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/lX87u7ByzTM/s1600-h/rat3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101671275741514578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszG_tdjC1I/AAAAAAAAAKE/lX87u7ByzTM/s320/rat3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Imagens fanadas &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0382932/photogallery"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;. Já agora, cliquem &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/gallery/ss/0382932/RAT_220.jpg.html?path=gallery&amp;path_key=0382932&amp;amp;seq=3"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; para uma imagem de (brutal) alta resolução!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7272230101302634106?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7272230101302634106/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7272230101302634106' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7272230101302634106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7272230101302634106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/ratatouille.html' title='RATATOUILLE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RszHlddjC3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/mvAOQwsxXpI/s72-c/rat0.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-3021964275378779840</id><published>2007-08-19T23:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:01:03.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RECORDANDO "THE SCIENCE OF SLEEP" (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/CfTzPUcfuL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/CfTzPUcfuL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/BD24ypEl4Z/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/BD24ypEl4Z/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-3021964275378779840?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3021964275378779840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=3021964275378779840' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3021964275378779840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3021964275378779840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/recordando-science-of-sleep-again.html' title='RECORDANDO &quot;THE SCIENCE OF SLEEP&quot; (again)'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2826054114153446351</id><published>2007-08-19T22:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T22:34:30.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAVA QUE ISTO ERA SÓ NO DUNE</title><content type='html'>Não sabia que isto tinha qualquer fundamento, mas é verdade :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.toxicjunction.com/vids/blogplayer.swf?myname=14/V2985" width="425" height="350" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Via:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.jimmyr.com/blog/"&gt;Video Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2826054114153446351?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2826054114153446351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2826054114153446351' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2826054114153446351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2826054114153446351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/pensava-que-isto-era-s-no-dune.html' title='PENSAVA QUE ISTO ERA SÓ NO DUNE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5986913957498672378</id><published>2007-08-14T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T00:40:27.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ONDE ESTAVAM VOCÊS EM 1997 ?</title><content type='html'>Os Radiohead estavam algures nesse ano no Jools Holland Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid Android&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_mMzOQpe0I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_mMzOQpe0I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5986913957498672378?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5986913957498672378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5986913957498672378' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5986913957498672378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5986913957498672378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/onde-estavam-vocs-em-1997.html' title='ONDE ESTAVAM VOCÊS EM 1997 ?'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7183385831170415135</id><published>2007-08-13T21:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:21:28.631+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INNOCENCE : VOLTA</title><content type='html'>Impressionante a imaginação de alguns de vós que andam por aí!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através do &lt;a href="http://www.bjork.com/"&gt;site oficial&lt;/a&gt;, Bjork colocou o desafio aos fãs de fazerem o &lt;em&gt;videoclip&lt;/em&gt; para o tema Innocence do seu mais recente album Volta. Depois das submissões, houve votação e tudo (só encontrei isto mesmo no fim já com a votação fechada) tendo ganho o video #9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espreitem os vários em &lt;a href="http://www.bjork.com/innocence/"&gt;http://www.bjork.com/innocence/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pessoalmente, eu teria dado a vitória ao #4, sem dúvida nenhuma. Seguido do impressionante #10...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tá visto que há muitos Michel Gondry por aí!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7183385831170415135?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7183385831170415135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7183385831170415135' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7183385831170415135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7183385831170415135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/innocence-volta.html' title='INNOCENCE : VOLTA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8645615740174567345</id><published>2007-07-25T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:24:35.605+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrigado Aimee</title><content type='html'>Valeu a pena esperar por 25 Julho. Magia não acontece todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/f6I_49Nxd2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/f6I_49Nxd2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Coliseu dos Recreios, Lisboa 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8645615740174567345?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8645615740174567345/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8645615740174567345' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8645615740174567345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8645615740174567345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/obrigado-aimee.html' title='Obrigado Aimee'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1782500222047638836</id><published>2007-07-21T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T22:54:25.629+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Proof rula!</title><content type='html'>Foi hoje ver o filme supracitado (&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0462322/"&gt;Death Proof&lt;/a&gt;, dah, não sabem o significado de supracitado?) e fiquei satisfeito. Não sendo um fã de &lt;strong&gt;"Taradino"&lt;/strong&gt; (o gajo tem definitivamente pancada) achei o filme muito bom, a meu ver o melhor dele (sim, não acho Pulp Fiction nada de especial, não posso ?)&lt;br /&gt;Este é um daqueles para ver e desligar o cérebro (mas dos bons) e gramei à brava as pequenas brincadeiras inseridas ao longo do filme que nos levam a perguntar "WTF se passou com a película?!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A versão que passa na Europa é mais extensa do que a passada nos EUA e separada da 2ª metade de Grindhouse : Planet Terror, este de Robert Rodriguez. Os trailers fictícios e marados que separam a exibição dos dois filmes nos EUA ficaram pelo caminho - resta a esperança de os ver em DVD, quem sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Proof é um filme cheio da vociferação da "F word" (como não podia deixar de ser nos filmes de Tarantino) e cativou-me. Pessoalmente, achei que o filme começou mesmo a voar a partir da segunda metade, à excepção da aparatosa e "divertida" acidente colisão de pópós. Na primeira, tinha lá gajas tão boas quanto irritantes e fúteis e tive de gramar diálogos de autêntica merda pura... Mas cada qual tem o que merece e mais não digo para não estragar a surpresa ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o final! Perfeitamente hilariante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1782500222047638836?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1782500222047638836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1782500222047638836' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1782500222047638836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1782500222047638836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/death-proof-rula.html' title='Death Proof rula!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-4175216798482734015</id><published>2007-07-20T00:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:43:07.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>M.A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rp_uydjPkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/06NkC7glgMY/s1600-h/ma.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089048654645268482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rp_uydjPkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/06NkC7glgMY/s320/ma.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei com vontade de rever &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0422720/"&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/W1-ai6tgTM/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/W1-ai6tgTM/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-4175216798482734015?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4175216798482734015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=4175216798482734015' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4175216798482734015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4175216798482734015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/ma_20.html' title='M.A.'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rp_uydjPkAI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/06NkC7glgMY/s72-c/ma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2969521612306355149</id><published>2007-07-11T16:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:49:19.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT76eQv1yI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Mh1Ks2IE388/s1600-h/contact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085966861182424866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT76eQv1yI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Mh1Ks2IE388/s320/contact.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi bom rever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.5*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2969521612306355149?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2969521612306355149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2969521612306355149' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2969521612306355149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2969521612306355149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/contact.html' title='Contact'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT76eQv1yI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Mh1Ks2IE388/s72-c/contact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2892671554854533362</id><published>2007-07-11T16:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:42:01.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Items or Less - Máximo 10 unidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT6LuQv1xI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jyz3u-p8d-g/s1600-h/10items.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085964958511912722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT6LuQv1xI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jyz3u-p8d-g/s320/10items.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há filmes que nos alimentam a alma.&lt;br /&gt;Que nos inspiram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5* sem sombras de dúvida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2892671554854533362?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RpT6LuQv1xI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jyz3u-p8d-g/s72-c/10items.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1100356061675844196</id><published>2007-05-29T00:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:22:31.308+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eraser</title><content type='html'>"The Eraser" - Thom Yorke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse me but I got to ask&lt;br /&gt;Are you only being nice&lt;br /&gt;Because you want something&lt;br /&gt;My fairy tale arrow pierces&lt;br /&gt;Be careful how you respond&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you'd not end up in this song&lt;br /&gt;I never gave you an encouragement&lt;br /&gt;And it's doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you try to erase me&lt;br /&gt;The more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more that I appear&lt;br /&gt;Oh the more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more you try the eraser&lt;br /&gt;The more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more that you appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the answer so why do you ask&lt;br /&gt;I am only being nice&lt;br /&gt;Because I want someone, something&lt;br /&gt;You're like a kitten with a ball of yarn&lt;br /&gt;And it's doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;Doing me in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you try to erase me&lt;br /&gt;The more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more that I appear&lt;br /&gt;Oh the more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more I try to erase you&lt;br /&gt;The more, the more&lt;br /&gt;The more that you appear&lt;br /&gt;No, you're wrong, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong, you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href="http://limitationoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/filmes-da-dcada-2000-2007.html"&gt;http://limitationoflife.blogspot.com/2007/05/filmes-da-dcada-2000-2007.html&lt;/a&gt; , lembrei-me de uma das mais poderosas e memoráveis cenas do cinema de 2002, do filme &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0307901/"&gt;The 25th Hour&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve virem o vídeo, fáchavor de ver até ao fim, caso contrário não percebem a mensagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyhw8Z1cZ-c" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7563639429107836802?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7563639429107836802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7563639429107836802' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7563639429107836802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7563639429107836802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/05/f-word.html' title='THE F WORD'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-4334613721049065752</id><published>2007-05-24T01:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:29:39.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SAI UM FILME PRÁ MESA 5, COM MUITA PAPRIKA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://anidb.info/perl-bin/animedb.pl?show=anime&amp;aid=4191"&gt;Paprika&lt;/a&gt;, foi o filme que vi hoje no &lt;a href="http://www.monstrafestival.com/portugues.html"&gt;Monstra 2007&lt;/a&gt;, a decorrer nos cinemas King e Teatro Maria Matos (!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime interessante, literalmente omnírico, no entanto não tirando &lt;a href="http://anidb.info/perl-bin/animedb.pl?show=anime&amp;amp;aid=7"&gt;Mononoke Hime&lt;/a&gt; (Princess Mononoke) do lugar cimeiro dos meus filmes favoritos anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam 1 "treila" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SZDNZo5Th1U" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre Mononoke Hime :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uG4z-ESaOUo" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.5 * (com muita paprika, fáchavor)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-4334613721049065752?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4334613721049065752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=4334613721049065752' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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humanidade, sobre o seu lado sombrio mas também o seu lado mais brilhante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sobre tempos não muito distantes, que lembra décadas passadas muito sombrias. Tempos a não esquecer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTYGiMggLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ug4JneuAcmw/s1600-h/vdo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067913087468732594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTYGiMggLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ug4JneuAcmw/s320/vdo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTYCCMggKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Hw_rAj9dQRs/s1600-h/vdo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067913010159321250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTYCCMggKI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Hw_rAj9dQRs/s320/vdo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTX8yMggJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/N5r5qJkq2rA/s1600-h/vdo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067912919965008018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTX8yMggJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/N5r5qJkq2rA/s320/vdo3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0405094/"&gt;Leben der Anderen, Das&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-743224957879703072?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/743224957879703072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=743224957879703072' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/743224957879703072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/743224957879703072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/05/vida-dos-outros.html' title='A VIDA DOS OUTROS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RlTYGiMggLI/AAAAAAAAAHg/ug4JneuAcmw/s72-c/vdo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1136062396991883865</id><published>2007-05-09T23:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:34:18.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTRICIDADE ASSIM</title><content type='html'>Porque a casa está às escuras, é preciso tentar, tentar sempre o Azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azul, não todos os dias. Só às vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poder trazer algo para cá, ficar sempre alerta. Traz tudo o que encontrares.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez aconteça o imprevisto mas esperado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandeira branca, bandeira preta. Bandeira branca, bandeira preta.&lt;br /&gt;Azul entretanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O trovão aguarda-nos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1136062396991883865?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1136062396991883865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1136062396991883865' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1136062396991883865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1136062396991883865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/05/electricidade-assim.html' title='ELECTRICIDADE ASSIM'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6019305492855767620</id><published>2007-04-29T22:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:14:15.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RESCALDO (COMO GOSTO DESTA PALAVRA) DO INDIE 2007</title><content type='html'>Pois é. Pude ir mesmo ver quase todos os filmes que mencionei anteriormente &lt;a href="http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/indie-2007.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;, à excepção de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0288115/"&gt;Be My Star&lt;/a&gt;, pois obviamente não tenho o dom da omni-presença e não podia estar em duas salas ao mesmo tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0492502/"&gt;Wide Awake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; - Filme bastante interessante sobre a própria vida do realizador, que tem problemas de sono desde a infância e sobre a eminência de os ter de resolver com o nascimento do filho. Filmado de modo divertido, às vezes tornou-se pontualmente repetitivo por recorrer aos mesmos métodos de apresentar a "história". No entanto, um bom filme. 3.5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0783767"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Angel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Foi uma surpresa. Gostei bastante, embora concordo que a história não é nada de outro mundo. Mas é um filme que, por recorrer aos &lt;em&gt;clichés&lt;/em&gt; dos filmes "antigos" do início do cinema a cores de um modo cómico, quase a gozar (e fazer-me lembrar algumas séries britânicas da minha infância) foi algo de refrescante para mim. 4*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0204622/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shady Grove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Filme de Sinji Aoyama, que não conhecia. Gostei mas é um daqueles filmes que não consigo formar opinião, embora tenha achado de qualidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0478049/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The U.S. vs. John Lennon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Muito instrutivo e interessante. Foi uma forma condensada de saber mais em detalhe sobre Lennon e o que se passava naquela altura. Inspirador. 4* (5* para a pessoa de Lennon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0349865/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nightsongs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Filme do novo cinema alemão. Fui para conhecer. Achei que a história poderia estar mais completa. Faltou um pouco do princípio dela e do fim. Filme sobre impotência perante situações e sobre a culpa. 3*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6019305492855767620?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6019305492855767620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6019305492855767620' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6019305492855767620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6019305492855767620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/rescaldo-como-gosto-desta-palavra-do.html' title='RESCALDO (COMO GOSTO DESTA PALAVRA) DO INDIE 2007'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-4410734265352687791</id><published>2007-04-25T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T12:11:21.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A VIDA (DE LENNON) DEPOIS DE LENNON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Ri82YT9NLoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dl5JsRCueN0/s1600-h/200px-The_U.S._vs._John_Lennon_film_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057320697862106754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Ri82YT9NLoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dl5JsRCueN0/s200/200px-The_U.S._vs._John_Lennon_film_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui no domingo passado ver o filme &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_U.S._Versus_John_Lennon"&gt;The US Vs John Lennon&lt;/a&gt; exibido durante o Indie2007, que ainda decorre até dia 28 deste mês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem como eu que sabia pouco em detalhe sobre a vida deste Beatle, a sua evolução como pessoa e atitude perante o mundo (e a atitude do mundo perante esta pessoa), foi muito pedagógico e inspirador. Ignorantes somos todos até ao dia em que o deixamos de ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente recomendo este documentário. Acho que ainda é capaz de haver uma sessão no Indie algures esta semana (se calhar já foi) mas se houver, duvido que ainda hajam bilhetes. De qq modo, há em DVD e (pssstt... muito baixinho) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;em divx ou xvid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei a saber que Lennon teve dois filhos : &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julian_Lennon"&gt;Julian Lennon&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sean_Ono_Lennon"&gt;Sean Lennon&lt;/a&gt;, ambos seguindo a via artística.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É notória a semelhança física com John, pela aparência e pela voz :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seanonolennon.com/seantv/firstshow2006.htm"&gt;http://seanonolennon.com/seantv/firstshow2006.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://seanonolennon.com/visualog/videos.htm"&gt;http://seanonolennon.com/visualog/videos.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas espreitem também o site de Sean. É bastante variado :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seanlennon.com/"&gt;http://www.seanlennon.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-4410734265352687791?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4410734265352687791/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=4410734265352687791' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4410734265352687791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4410734265352687791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/vida-de-lennon-depois-de-lennon.html' title='A VIDA (DE LENNON) DEPOIS DE LENNON'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Ri82YT9NLoI/AAAAAAAAAF8/dl5JsRCueN0/s72-c/200px-The_U.S._vs._John_Lennon_film_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-4372155589385176625</id><published>2007-04-20T23:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:45:30.438+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ALICE... NO PAÍS DA CAUDA DA EUROPA</title><content type='html'>Se estiverem em casa no próximo domingo, façam-vos o favor de ver o melhor filme português desta última década : Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOhw0qbTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Of4ZUe7RapY/s1600-h/alice-dvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658398648528178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOhw0qbTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Of4ZUe7RapY/s320/alice-dvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a interpretação absolutamente brilhante de Nuno Lopes (provando na altura, que não era somente um excelente actor cómico dos &lt;em&gt;sketchs&lt;/em&gt; da TV Ostracizada do Herman) e dos consagrados Beatriz Batarda, Miguel Guilherme, Ana Bustorff entre outros, é um hino à uma força de vontade descomunal, ao nunca desistir. Á esperança com toda a garra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fotografia magnífica - um olhar azulado sobre uma Lisboa chuvosa e rotineira, diária.&lt;br /&gt;Uma banda sonora de Sassetti, única.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizado por Marco Martins, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3S8eebYO5o/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3S8eebYO5o/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(citando o site da RTP1 : "&lt;em&gt;Passaram 193 dias desde que Alice foi vista pela última vez. Todos os dias Mário, o seu pai, sai de casa e repete o mesmo percurso que fez no dia em que Alice desapareceu. A obsessão de a encontrar leva-o a instalar uma série de câmaras de vídeo que registam o movimento das ruas. No meio de todos aqueles rostos, daquela multidão anónima, Mário procura uma pista, uma ajuda, um sinal... A dor brutal causada pela ausência de Alice transformou Mário numa pessoa diferente mas essa procura obstinada e trágica, é talvez a única forma que ele tem para continuar a acreditar que um dia Alice vai aparecer.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prémios ganhos em festivais de cinema :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0459072/awards"&gt;http://imdb.com/title/tt0459072/awards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilPEA0qbYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2YkSzLPsmZo/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658987059047810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilPEA0qbYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2YkSzLPsmZo/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilPAw0qbXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JYmjPNHEqvE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658931224472946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilPAw0qbXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JYmjPNHEqvE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilO9A0qbWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2kSrjG0kJqU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658866799963490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilO9A0qbWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/2kSrjG0kJqU/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOxA0qbVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OtVd7Odw8Tw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658660641533266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOxA0qbVI/AAAAAAAAAFc/OtVd7Odw8Tw/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOtQ0qbUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9XOyezahivA/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055658596217023810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOtQ0qbUI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9XOyezahivA/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-4372155589385176625?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4372155589385176625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=4372155589385176625' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4372155589385176625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/4372155589385176625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/alice-no-pas-da-cauda-da-europa.html' title='ALICE... NO PAÍS DA CAUDA DA EUROPA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RilOhw0qbTI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Of4ZUe7RapY/s72-c/alice-dvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1933180335889191265</id><published>2007-04-18T23:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:02:53.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FRENTE A FRENTE : PORTAS Vs CASTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiahfO8aIwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tNhZ3FSvHWQ/s1600-h/22253_portas_ribeiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054905189729444610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiahfO8aIwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tNhZ3FSvHWQ/s320/22253_portas_ribeiro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, o Engenheiro Pedro Duarte, estive a ver há pouco o debate entre o Doutor Paulo Portas e o Doutor Ribeiro e Castro, moderado pela Doutora Judite de Sousa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas começaram a aquecer um pouco a meio e no final da entrevista mas de um modo geral, foi tudo muito ameno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Portas deu quase sempre um ar do mais educado possível, com uma postura da voz impecável, transbordando de valores e lealdade com o adversário e exemplar educação, até com a entrevistadora, tendo repetido "Judite" a uma taxa de 5 vezes por minuto. Bah, enjoativo. &lt;em&gt;Not human&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi tão perfeito, perfeito, que mais pareceu uma cerveja sem álcool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ribeiro e Castro ficou muito aquém do meu melhor. Baixou um pouco o volume da sua típica arrogância tal como da sua basófia e apenas nos brindou com o seu caracteristico som do sugar de baba que se acumula nas suas bochechas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve um pouco de peixeirada, sim. Mas daquela peixeirada educada, com consideração pelo outro, tratando-o por tu, como quem diz : "Olha amigo, com todo o respeito que mereces, vai bardamerda."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ás tantas, lembrou-me o seguinte scketch dos GF :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FLTJWKoails" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tempo perdido... Queria peixeirada a sério, mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1933180335889191265?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1933180335889191265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1933180335889191265' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1933180335889191265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1933180335889191265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/frente-frente-portas-vs-castro.html' title='FRENTE A FRENTE : PORTAS Vs CASTRO'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiahfO8aIwI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tNhZ3FSvHWQ/s72-c/22253_portas_ribeiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-3479869933272116633</id><published>2007-04-16T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:34:02.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SUNSHINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiPrqq4hInI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HfSpCuNAClU/s1600-h/sunshine2_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054142325138203250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiPrqq4hInI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HfSpCuNAClU/s320/sunshine2_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-3479869933272116633?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3479869933272116633/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=3479869933272116633' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3479869933272116633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/3479869933272116633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/sunshine.html' title='SUNSHINE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiPrqq4hInI/AAAAAAAAAE8/HfSpCuNAClU/s72-c/sunshine2_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-9129373246711660992</id><published>2007-04-16T00:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T00:32:15.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOA SEMANA, BOM NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oj5DVz2SPf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oj5DVz2SPf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimee Mann - One More Drifter in the Snow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-9129373246711660992?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9129373246711660992/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=9129373246711660992' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/9129373246711660992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/9129373246711660992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/boa-semana-bom-natal.html' title='BOA SEMANA, BOM NATAL'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8864729786541354517</id><published>2007-04-14T21:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T21:40:40.442+01:00</updated><title type='text'>AZAR DO CARAÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiE7qq4hIiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5NNJV4jl7Tk/s1600-h/badproductplacement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053385861138293282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiE7qq4hIiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5NNJV4jl7Tk/s320/badproductplacement.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;(clickar para aumentar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isto é o que chamo "bad product placement" :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Ai Metro de Lisboa, fonte inesgotável de inspiração)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8864729786541354517?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8864729786541354517/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8864729786541354517' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8864729786541354517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8864729786541354517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/azar-do-caraas.html' title='AZAR DO CARAÇAS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RiE7qq4hIiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5NNJV4jl7Tk/s72-c/badproductplacement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1136552743654558099</id><published>2007-04-08T22:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:15:18.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INDIE 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhlekTaAc2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/TxIWHTgF-Ic/s1600-h/Indie2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051172434850378594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhlekTaAc2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/TxIWHTgF-Ic/s400/Indie2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.indielisboa.com/2007/portugues/index.html"&gt;Indie Lisboa 2007&lt;/a&gt; - Festival Internacional de Cinema Independente, 19 Abril a 29 de Abril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apressem-se a comprar os bilhetes, pois esgotam num instante (e tentar comprar no mesmo dia da sessão é tempo perdido...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero lá estar.&lt;br /&gt;As minhas selecções são :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0492502/"&gt;Wide Awake&lt;/a&gt;, dia 21 18h30, Londres 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The filmmaker, Alan Berliner, has suffered from lifelong insomnia. He gets only two to four hours sleep most nights, and as a result he feels fatigued and irritable nearly all the time. On the other hand, this night owl does his most creative work while everyone else is asleep. So his insomnia pattern is highly reinforced by his proved nocturnal productivity. In any event, this film demonstrates his problem and calls upon the collective expertise of five well regarded sleep scientists to enlighten him and the viewer about the general problem of insomnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0783767"&gt;Angel&lt;/a&gt;, dia 21 21h45, S. Jorge 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Based on the book by Elizabeth Taylor, "Angel", this is the story of a young woman with incredible imagination who refuses to accept the world around her, and creates her own realities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0204622/"&gt;Shady Grove&lt;/a&gt;, dia 22 domingo 15H15, King 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If put into words, the story of this Japanese romance film sounds like nothing out of the ordinary: Ono, a young businessman, leaves his girlfriend, Rika, who takes it heavily, and tries to win him back. Meanwhile, she is comforted by another young man, Kono, who is secretly in love with him. Doesn't sound like much, but because of the unique way the director Aoyama handles the characters and the story, Shady Grove is actually quite wonderful and even insightful modern fable. However naive the basic story might seem, Shady Grove manages to touch important issues concerning the nature of post-modern human existence. And, although all three main characters are egoistic, silly creatures full of self-pity, they are also instantly likable and humane, refusing to turn into those paper-thick stereotypes American romantic films are full of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0478049/"&gt;The U.S. vs. John Lennon&lt;/a&gt;, dia 22 domingo 21h45, S. Jorge 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This film explains to all of us, who were too young to understand what was going on, at the time, how John Lennon was persecuted by the U.S. government for simply expressing his opinion about the war in Viet Nam. How he was investigated, tapped, and followed, then threatened with deportation, in an effort to derail a tour that might have had a significant influence on the outcome of the 1972 presidential election, in which Richard Nixon was re-elected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(ainda estou a pensar se vou ...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0349865/"&gt;Nightsongs&lt;/a&gt;, dia 28 18h45 King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A flat in Berlin, a woman, a man, their newborn baby - seems like a harmless young family setting, really. But their relationship has become loveless, friends no longer come round as the woman constantly complains about, and all he does is read and write. His parents turn up for a visit, but remain wordless, rushing out of the place after 10 minutes. It's time to get out of the flat, the woman announces, and decides to go out with a friend- only the start of the night...This film is based on a play by Jon Fosse, a Norwegian writer, who is very popular in Europe. If you enjoy theatre you'll probably enjoy this film, if you don't, you could easily get bored as 95% of the film is set in the flat of the young couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0288115/"&gt;Be My Star&lt;/a&gt; , dia 22 domingo 21h45, Londres 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is about a girls everyday life at the and of her school days, trying to find a way into society and her own life. But the way Valeska Griesebach is telling this story is so full of moving moments and funny little dialogues that my heart was jumping all the time when I first saw the movie. This is one of the best new german movies you can see at the moment and was followed by others like "Bungalow" by Ulrich Köhler or "Klassenfahrt" by Henner Winkler which are nearly as good as this one and can be seen as a new direction for german independent film. If you want to know what german cinema really can do you have to go and see this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Todas as informações foram recolhidas do IMDB.COM. As minhas selecções poderão vir a serem alteradas sem aviso prévio.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1136552743654558099?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1136552743654558099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1136552743654558099' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1136552743654558099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1136552743654558099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/indie-2007.html' title='INDIE 2007'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhlekTaAc2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/TxIWHTgF-Ic/s72-c/Indie2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-2021810312426925048</id><published>2007-04-08T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:05:38.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESAPARECIDOS EM COMBATE DA TV PORTUGUESA - II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhjoaTaAc1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fjLYoZ4p_u4/s1600-h/batatoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051042520679609170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhjoaTaAc1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fjLYoZ4p_u4/s400/batatoon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batatoon : Onde está este rapaz ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-2021810312426925048?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2021810312426925048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=2021810312426925048' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2021810312426925048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/2021810312426925048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/desaparecidos-em-combate-da-tv.html' title='DESAPARECIDOS EM COMBATE DA TV PORTUGUESA - II'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RhjoaTaAc1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/fjLYoZ4p_u4/s72-c/batatoon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-331654281494577803</id><published>2007-04-07T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:01:21.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A GOOGLE BAIXA A BOLINHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A Google anunciou que vai implementar um conjunto de novas regras de funcionamento com o objectivo de melhorar as garantias de privacidade dos seus utilizadores. Assim, a empresa de Internet compromete-se a remover a cada período de 18 a 24 meses informação recolhida nas pesquisas dos seus utilizadores e que podem conduzir à sua identificação.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais informação &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.searchmarketing.pt/Default.aspx?_Locale=pt&amp;newsid=1157509d-a8e6-4a75-9685-3815bec2baa3&amp;amp;sec=Noticia"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-331654281494577803?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/331654281494577803/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=331654281494577803' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/331654281494577803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/331654281494577803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/google-baixa-bolinha.html' title='A GOOGLE BAIXA A BOLINHA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7950985076874386084</id><published>2007-03-31T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T18:21:12.704+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESAPARECIDOS EM COMBATE DA TV PORTUGUESA - I</title><content type='html'>Há pouco perguntei-me "O que é feito de Luis Pereira de Sousa?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao que logo respondi-me : "Hmmm, sei lá. Olha, deixa cá perguntar ao Avô Google ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não é que Luis Pereira de Sousa, essa famosa personalidade do mundo da TV pública, que nos trouxe autênticas pérolas televisivas como "Onda de Verão", "Jogos de Verão" e "Festa na Feira" (vá lá, não escolhi um título com a palavra "Verão") tem uma página na Wikipédia sobre ele (!) e mesmo um &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lu%C3%ADs_Pereira_de_Sousa"&gt;página da Luis P Sousa na Wikipédia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littleportugal.info/ofiodanavalha.htm"&gt;No Fio da Navalha, blog do mesmo rapaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente fiquei com mais respeito pelo senhor.&lt;br /&gt;A Internet é uma coisa estranha ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7950985076874386084?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7950985076874386084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7950985076874386084' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7950985076874386084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7950985076874386084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/desaparecidos-em-combate-da-tv.html' title='DESAPARECIDOS EM COMBATE DA TV PORTUGUESA - I'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-6657759149890207362</id><published>2007-03-20T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T23:27:43.321Z</updated><title type='text'>AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtQTWyUyI/AAAAAAAAADs/HdCpA85fH88/s1600-h/bscap004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151709496136482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtQTWyUyI/AAAAAAAAADs/HdCpA85fH88/s320/bscap004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jean-Luc Godard - Vivre sa Vie (1962)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtMjWyUxI/AAAAAAAAADk/_Z_QUdx6bVI/s1600-h/bscap006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151645071627026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtMjWyUxI/AAAAAAAAADk/_Z_QUdx6bVI/s320/bscap006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtHjWyUwI/AAAAAAAAADc/8QFDm8YfHmo/s1600-h/bscap007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151559172281090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtHjWyUwI/AAAAAAAAADc/8QFDm8YfHmo/s320/bscap007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBs5TWyUvI/AAAAAAAAADU/8hTx5aWhQmk/s1600-h/bscap009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151314359145202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBs5TWyUvI/AAAAAAAAADU/8hTx5aWhQmk/s320/bscap009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBszDWyUuI/AAAAAAAAADM/zfUStKL5Dfc/s1600-h/bscap010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151206984962786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBszDWyUuI/AAAAAAAAADM/zfUStKL5Dfc/s320/bscap010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBsrDWyUtI/AAAAAAAAADE/VPVaGI74-Bo/s1600-h/bscap011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044151069546009298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBsrDWyUtI/AAAAAAAAADE/VPVaGI74-Bo/s320/bscap011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBslTWyUsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mK-ZPmuVLyI/s1600-h/bscap012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044150970761761474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBslTWyUsI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mK-ZPmuVLyI/s320/bscap012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-6657759149890207362?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6657759149890207362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=6657759149890207362' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6657759149890207362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/6657759149890207362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/RgBtQTWyUyI/AAAAAAAAADs/HdCpA85fH88/s72-c/bscap004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-7016605198969279425</id><published>2007-03-19T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:01:24.600Z</updated><title type='text'>TWIN PEAKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jHXUQmBI/AAAAAAAAACk/aqqCEj8OWy8/s1600-h/Image_TwinPeaks_openingshotcredits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043788717103290386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jHXUQmBI/AAAAAAAAACk/aqqCEj8OWy8/s320/Image_TwinPeaks_openingshotcredits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje puz-me a fazer contas e reparei que faz já quase 17 (!) anos que Twin Peaks - a famosa série TV de David Lynch - estreou na televisão portuguesa. Bolas, 17 anos!&lt;br /&gt;Foi algures em 1990, ou 1991... Já não me recordo muito bem. Segundo o Internet Movie Database, a série estreou na TV norte-americana a 8 de Abril de 1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/OtmOEAbEgf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/OtmOEAbEgf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por certo nunca irei esquecer o clima único que pairava naquela rural cidade (de loucos), da cena de abertura com o pássaro e o tema musical que (seguramente) ficou na história da TV, da eterna questão sempre pairando no ar "Quem matou Laura Palmer?". Do gigante e do anão que surgia ao som de Jazz numa sala de cortinas vermelhas e chão com padrão de xadrez, balbuciando umas palavras que mais pareciam soar de trás para a frente. Da tenebrosa personagem de Bob, que aparecia de cabelos compridos e em gritos surdos. Do pai de Laura, cada vez mais atormentado e louco. Do "Special Agent Dale Cooper" que teimava em despejar tudo o que ia pensando para um gravador de cassette a quem chamava Diane (ou seria esta a sua suposta secretária, nunca vista na série). Do duro-de-ouvido Gordon Cole, que "ouvia" uma coisa e percebia outra. Da Lara Flynn Boyle e Sherilyn Fenn ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jTXUQmCI/AAAAAAAAACs/JZ3-iOgFeWQ/s1600-h/Image_Kyle_MacLachlan_Lara_Flynn_Boyle_Emmy_Awards_1990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043788923261720610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jTXUQmCI/AAAAAAAAACs/JZ3-iOgFeWQ/s320/Image_Kyle_MacLachlan_Lara_Flynn_Boyle_Emmy_Awards_1990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jfXUQmDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CQrnlDWwJig/s1600-h/Image_AudreyHorne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043789129420150834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jfXUQmDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/CQrnlDWwJig/s320/Image_AudreyHorne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;17 anos... Como o tempo passa. Isto tudo, (talvez) porque vi o trailer no cinema no último filme de Lynch "Inland Empire" prestes a estrear por cá. Com uma Laura Dern visivelmente e irremediavelmente envelhecida, como todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A propósito, o filme que fui hoje ver foi o Half Nelson - Encurralados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-7016605198969279425?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7016605198969279425/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=7016605198969279425' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7016605198969279425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/7016605198969279425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/twin-peaks.html' title='TWIN PEAKS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/Rf8jHXUQmBI/AAAAAAAAACk/aqqCEj8OWy8/s72-c/Image_TwinPeaks_openingshotcredits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-5750218216673507654</id><published>2007-03-12T22:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-12T23:18:41.873Z</updated><title type='text'>UM DIA NA MINHA VIDA</title><content type='html'>Em resposta a um "desafio" que me foi atribuído por esta &lt;a href="http://maria-simplesmentemaria.blogspot.com"&gt;rapariga&lt;/a&gt;, deixo aqui o que será um dia perfeito na minha vida :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 9h00 : Acordar. Aperceber-me que hoje é domingo, por isso, toca a chonar até às 11h00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 11h00 : Afinal, hoje não é domingo mas sim feriado. Na boa, fico a descansar mais um pouco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 12h00 : Qual feriado qual quê. Afinal é dia de semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 12h05 : Telefono para o emprego e dizem-me que tenho trabalhado tanto ultimamente que fico de férias até ao fim da minha vida (será que me estão a preparar um atentado amanhã?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 13h00 : Toca a morfar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 14h30 : Vou ao cinema a 3 sessões consecutivas. No caminho invento a máquina do tempo e regresso no tempo 6 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 15h00 : Afinal a máquina do tempo não vale 1 corno, por isso tenho de corrigir esta lista para as ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 20h30 : A caminho de casa, a Ana Bola e o Bruno Nogueira fazem-me 1 espera dentro do Metropolitano e querem-me dar porrada, por os andar a difimar. Parto na tola de cada um deles uma garrafa de SuperBock e grito : "Quantos são ?!". Perfeita !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 21h00 : Vou jantar, que isto de abria a cabeça a gente parva abre o apetite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 22h00 : Acabo de jantar e arroto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 22h01 : Aproveito a expulsão de gases e dou 1 peido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 23h00 : Vou fazer qualquer coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 0h00 : Penso em ir-me deitar, mas não me apetece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 2h00 : Acabei de ver na TV pública um filme que nunca pagaria para ver no cinema - momento deprimente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 2h30 : Vou dormir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 2h35 : Lembro-me que ainda não me lavei ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- 2h36 : Que se lixe. Lavou-me no dia seguinte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande merda de lista, hã ?!&lt;br /&gt;Acham q conseguem fazer pior ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Força. O "desafio" está aberto a quem quiser. Não nomeio ninguém.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-5750218216673507654?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5750218216673507654/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=5750218216673507654' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5750218216673507654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/5750218216673507654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/um-dia-na-minha-vida.html' title='UM DIA NA MINHA VIDA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8992568553651155377</id><published>2007-03-03T01:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:10:39.726Z</updated><title type='text'>BRUNO NOGUEIRA ... DOBRADO POR ANA BOLA?!</title><content type='html'>Foi a impressão com que fiquei quando ouvi este &lt;em&gt;spot&lt;/em&gt; no Metro (ai o Metro, fonte inspiração para tantos &lt;em&gt;posts&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3rY91HRZiM" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digam lá se quando o rapaz diz "Perfeita, perfeita" não parece a voz da Ana Bola ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos a mim pareceu-me ... Ou foi da acústica do Metro ou da SuperBock que tinha  &lt;em&gt;bubido&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8992568553651155377?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8992568553651155377/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8992568553651155377' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8992568553651155377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8992568553651155377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/03/bruno-nogueira-dobrado-por-ana-bola.html' title='BRUNO NOGUEIRA ... DOBRADO POR ANA BOLA?!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-8468115174668863325</id><published>2007-02-27T23:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-03T01:13:20.646Z</updated><title type='text'>THE PRESTIGE :</title><content type='html'>Até que ponto pode ir uma obsessão ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTIXbzVioI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DqfmqrTn6wY/s1600-h/title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036370588232682114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTIXbzVioI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DqfmqrTn6wY/s400/title.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto esteve em exibição não tive oportunidade de ir ver o último filme de &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0634240/"&gt;Christopher Nolan&lt;/a&gt; ao cinema. Mas graças à&lt;em&gt; magia das novas tecnologias&lt;/em&gt; ;) pude ver hoje &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0482571/"&gt;The Prestige&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTKLrzVipI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sCG41nwgLzQ/s1600-h/bscap0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036372585392474770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTKLrzVipI/AAAAAAAAAAU/sCG41nwgLzQ/s400/bscap0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito resumidamente, conta-nos a história de dois amigos ilusionistas que se tornam rivais/inimigos devido a acidente marcante. A partir desse momento, uma obsessão mútua por vingança toma-lhes a alma, até ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do memorável &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0209144/"&gt;Memento&lt;/a&gt; e do menos aclamado &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0278504/"&gt;Insomnia&lt;/a&gt;, Christopher Nolan traz-nos mais uma vez um filme onde o precalço da morte está presente e marca a vida de quem continua. The Prestige é também um filme cheio de mistério, mas muito menos indecifrável do que Memento: Tudo fica claro no final do filme. Um final com uns bons &lt;em&gt;story twists&lt;/em&gt;, diga-se de passagem! Mas... será que fica mesmo tudo claro ? Pensando bem, não me parece, há ali coisas que não ligam bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No elenco encontramos &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0424060/"&gt;Scarlett Johansson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0000288/"&gt;Christian Bale&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0413168/"&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0000323/"&gt;Michael Caine&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0785227/"&gt;Andy Serkis&lt;/a&gt; (aka o Gollum), e &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/name/nm0000309/"&gt;David Bowie&lt;/a&gt; (!) no papel do notável cientista Tesla. Nada mau, hã ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTKxrzViqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xSEnCgWAIG8/s1600-h/bscap0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373238227503778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTKxrzViqI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xSEnCgWAIG8/s400/bscap0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTK_bzVirI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gyzjdsXzemQ/s1600-h/bscap0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373474450705074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTK_bzVirI/AAAAAAAAAAk/gyzjdsXzemQ/s400/bscap0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLJbzVisI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qtRl5WKBojw/s1600-h/bscap0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373646249396930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLJbzVisI/AAAAAAAAAAs/qtRl5WKBojw/s400/bscap0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLSLzVitI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZlS_4M4cqkg/s1600-h/bscap0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373796573252306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLSLzVitI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZlS_4M4cqkg/s400/bscap0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLY7zViuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MGlfU73Qafs/s1600-h/bscap0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373912537369314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLY7zViuI/AAAAAAAAAA8/MGlfU73Qafs/s400/bscap0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLc7zVivI/AAAAAAAAABE/X-wVDBn-IEQ/s1600-h/bscap0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036373981256846066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLc7zVivI/AAAAAAAAABE/X-wVDBn-IEQ/s400/bscap0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLjLzViwI/AAAAAAAAABM/iop8cS4Z1Jc/s1600-h/bscap0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036374088631028482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTLjLzViwI/AAAAAAAAABM/iop8cS4Z1Jc/s400/bscap0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É portanto, um bom entretenimento e é porventura o filme que &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0443543/"&gt;The Ilusionist&lt;/a&gt; pretendia ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-8468115174668863325?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8468115174668863325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=8468115174668863325' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8468115174668863325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/8468115174668863325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/prestige.html' title='THE PRESTIGE :'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DW-NScDd5U0/ReTIXbzVioI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DqfmqrTn6wY/s72-c/title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-1296628709095695040</id><published>2007-02-25T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-28T00:39:26.330Z</updated><title type='text'>CARTAS DE IWO JIMA</title><content type='html'>Na passada quinta-feira, &lt;strong&gt;FINALMENTE&lt;/strong&gt; pude ir ver ao cinema e ir ver o por mim tão aguardado último filme de Clint Eastwood/Spielbelg, mais conhecido como o Lado-B de Flags of Our Fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao contrário de muita gente, não achei uma obra-prima. Tem &lt;strong&gt;não&lt;/strong&gt; achei que Clint se tivesse perdido anteriormente na não-linearidade do filme anterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achei bastante refrescante e original (e corajoso) o filme ser totalmente falado em japonês, com (excelentes) actores japoneses mas ... como filme sobre a Guerra ... Não sei. Achei bom, mas não uma obra-prima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para mim, essa vai sempre ser Saving Private Ryan, a todos os níveis. A obra-prima de Spielberg, quanto a mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas sobre esse, escrevo mais tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem já viu o filme, continue se quiser a ler isto, pois vou revelar uma impressão com que fiquei após o filme e que me irritou um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terá algum significado especial o facto de as altas patentes japonesas que mostravam um bom senso e moral de louvar tinham estado em contacto com os EUA ... Quererá isto dizer qualquer coisa da parte de Clint/Spielberg? Não pude deixar de reparar nisto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4* (pela originalidade, pela coragem, pela fotografia e pelo retrato humano que nos é dado)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-1296628709095695040?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1296628709095695040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=1296628709095695040' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1296628709095695040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/1296628709095695040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/cartas-de-iwo-jima.html' title='CARTAS DE IWO JIMA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-117149723664531727</id><published>2007-02-14T23:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T23:53:56.656Z</updated><title type='text'>FILMES QUE PRETENDO VER ...</title><content type='html'>E não tenho tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cartas de Iwo Jima&lt;br /&gt;Tempos Cruéis&lt;br /&gt;A Profecia Celestina&lt;br /&gt;O Grande Silêncio&lt;br /&gt;O Último Rei da Escócia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe tempo livre à venda? Aonde ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-117149723664531727?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/117149723664531727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=117149723664531727' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117149723664531727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117149723664531727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/filmes-que-pretendo-ver.html' title='FILMES QUE PRETENDO VER ...'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-117120804897509039</id><published>2007-02-11T15:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:35:54.450Z</updated><title type='text'>RECORDANDO "THE SCIENCE OF SLEEP"</title><content type='html'>"The Science of Sleep"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/cincia-dos-sonhos.html"&gt;http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/cincia-dos-sonhos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/785pZ22mrK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/785pZ22mrK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;(a voz do cantor é um bocado parvinha, mas a música fica) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-117120804897509039?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/117120804897509039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=117120804897509039' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117120804897509039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117120804897509039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/02/recordando-science-of-sleep_11.html' title='RECORDANDO &quot;THE SCIENCE OF SLEEP&quot;'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-117011831551957867</id><published>2007-01-30T00:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-30T00:51:55.533Z</updated><title type='text'>OLHÓ BISTA FRESQUINHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/150597/wowbista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/466072/wowbista.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Definição de "Woe" aqui : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefreedictionary.com/woe"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.thefreedictionary.com/woe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-117011831551957867?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/117011831551957867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=117011831551957867' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117011831551957867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117011831551957867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/olh-bista-fresquinho.html' title='OLHÓ BISTA FRESQUINHO'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-117011313229884463</id><published>2007-01-29T23:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T23:43:22.800Z</updated><title type='text'>STRANGER THAN FICTION? BETTER THAN LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/579441/strangerthanfiction1_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/320/404783/strangerthanfiction1_large.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos filmes mais originais que vi até hoje!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O título traduzido não convence muita gente : "Contado Ninguém Acredita".&lt;br /&gt;De facto, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0420223/"&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;soa melhor e é mais adequado à própria história do filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrito por &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zach_Helm"&gt;Zach Helm &lt;/a&gt;(considerado o novo &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charlie_Kaufman"&gt;Charlie Kaufman&lt;/a&gt;), dirigido por &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0286975/"&gt;Marc Foster&lt;/a&gt; e brilhantemente interpretado por :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Will Ferrell&lt;br /&gt;- Emma Thompson&lt;br /&gt;- Maggie Gyllenhaal&lt;br /&gt;- Dustin Hoffman&lt;br /&gt;- (Querem mais?! Pois estão lá!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rivaliza em termos de originalidade com o brilhante "Despertar da Mente" (&lt;em&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/em&gt;) - Acho impossível não nos lembrarmos deste filme ao visionarmos &lt;em&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filme com um ligeiro toque de surrealismo, recomendo vivamente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/938848/stranger%20period.png"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/399265/stranger%20period.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Harold Crick isn't ready to go. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-117011313229884463?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/117011313229884463/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=117011313229884463' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117011313229884463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/117011313229884463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/stranger-than-fiction-better-than-life.html' title='STRANGER THAN FICTION? BETTER THAN LIFE!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116938928582861103</id><published>2007-01-21T14:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:28:53.136Z</updated><title type='text'>FLASHBACK TIME!</title><content type='html'>Estava eu a tentar organizar os meus ficheiros no computador e dou com a gravação de áudio que fiz na passagem de ano 2006-2007. Nesta passagem de ano, não tive pachorra para ir para um lugar público onde havia concertos gratuitos e fogo de artifício por causa da confusão... Do ter de aturar o pessoal que deve ter ido em magote dentro do Metro, na ida e especialmente na vinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aturar as bebedeiras e quem sabe, banhos de "champanhe" (o final do ano é uma variante do Carnaval, pois a frase "... ninguém leva a mal" também se aplica aqui - ninguém deve levar a mal se for regado com espumante... Porra, ainda se me o oferecessem num copo...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois este final de ano, estava eu esperançado que aqui no bairro fizessem o cagaçal do costume (bater panelas, buzinadelas a torto e a direito, até tiros de armas de fogo de algum vizinho mais caricato) e por isso, aproveitei q estava em casa e preparo tudo minutos antes para gravar o festim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois... de facto, consegui gravar, mas logo desta vez, aqui metade do pessoal do bairro ou esteva a dormir, ou tinha ido p'rá confusão em Lisboa, pois tudo ficou muito aquém do habitual... Embora lá esteja o tal vizinho aos tiros (tenho de ter cuidado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No entanto, ficam aqui 7 minutos do que se passou :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aos 27 segundos, dá-se a passagem do ano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vIgfCDIo1p/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vIgfCDIo1p/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais deprimente que isto, só mesmo a programação da TV pública nessa noite :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RTP1 : Dança com os Outros&lt;br /&gt;TVI : Júlia e os Outros que Cantam&lt;br /&gt;SIC : Puta que a Pariu, mais as Flores e a Àrvore&lt;br /&gt;2   : (não me lembro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porra, nem sequer mostraram decentemente o fogo de artifício da Madeira, de Lisboa ou do Porto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q se f**** o final do ano.&lt;br /&gt;Os longos intervalos entre o final e o início de cada ano é que valem e dão para fazer alguma coisa útil. Duram aproximadamente um ano cada um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Só mais uma curiosidade - O meu bairro chama-se "Ramada". O meu cunhado que nasceu na Madeira, contou-me que lá "ramada" é sinónimo de "grande bebedeira".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116938928582861103?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116938928582861103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116938928582861103' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116938928582861103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116938928582861103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/flashback-time.html' title='FLASHBACK TIME!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116930070448375277</id><published>2007-01-20T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:45:04.496Z</updated><title type='text'>MELHOR DO QUE O iPHONE !</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFzFMiox9mM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFzFMiox9mM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116930070448375277?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116930070448375277/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116930070448375277' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116930070448375277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116930070448375277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/melhor-do-que-o-iphone.html' title='MELHOR DO QUE O iPHONE !'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116916587061823281</id><published>2007-01-19T00:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-20T13:08:31.906Z</updated><title type='text'>YAKALIKE PORQUE NÃO ?</title><content type='html'>Acabei de experimentar o Yakalike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basicamente, permite adicionar a &lt;strong&gt;qualquer&lt;/strong&gt; site da Web (&lt;em&gt;blogs&lt;/em&gt; incluídos, obviamente) uma janela de &lt;em&gt;chat&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, vão a &lt;a href="http://www.yakalike.com/"&gt;http://www.yakalike.com/&lt;/a&gt; e instalem o &lt;em&gt;plug-in&lt;/em&gt; para o Mozilla Firefox (ao que parece, o Internet Exploder não está contemplado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me quiserem &lt;em&gt;chat&lt;/em&gt;ear ou se se quiserem &lt;em&gt;chat&lt;/em&gt;ear entre vós, apareçam.&lt;br /&gt;O meu &lt;em&gt;nick&lt;/em&gt; é o "&lt;em&gt;ptek" ou "Guru_Meditator"&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É mais provável eu aparecer à noite, durante a semana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116916587061823281?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116916587061823281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116916587061823281' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916587061823281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916587061823281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/yakalike-porque-no.html' title='YAKALIKE PORQUE NÃO ?'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116916400727053795</id><published>2007-01-19T00:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:02:35.120Z</updated><title type='text'>MORENA BURRA!!!!</title><content type='html'>Humor inglês no seu expoente máximo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só para apreciadores ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qYQrFKYFtU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5qYQrFKYFtU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116916400727053795?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116916400727053795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116916400727053795' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916400727053795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916400727053795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/morena-burra.html' title='MORENA BURRA!!!!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116916474371993612</id><published>2007-01-19T00:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:03:05.333Z</updated><title type='text'>DO YOU SPEAK ... LANGUAGE ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0sEHFeFsdE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0sEHFeFsdE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116916474371993612?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116916474371993612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116916474371993612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916474371993612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916474371993612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-speak-language.html' title='DO YOU SPEAK ... LANGUAGE ?'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116916489798855409</id><published>2007-01-18T23:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-19T00:01:37.990Z</updated><title type='text'>SHOWJUMPERS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CI7pA0Ikylk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CI7pA0Ikylk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="400" height="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116916489798855409?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116916489798855409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116916489798855409' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916489798855409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116916489798855409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/showjumpers.html' title='SHOWJUMPERS...'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116907833924475046</id><published>2007-01-17T23:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:58:59.256Z</updated><title type='text'>FLAGS OF OUR FATHERS - BANDEIRAS DOS NOSSO PAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/896293/flagsofourfathers1_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/269100/flagsofourfathers1_large.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clint Eastwood é como o &lt;em&gt;whisky&lt;/em&gt; : melhora com a idade (é o &lt;em&gt;whisky&lt;/em&gt; que é assim, não é? Pessoalmente, prefiro vinho do Porto ou da Madeira e o mesmo se aplica).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filme realizado em conjunto com Spielberg, posso dizer que gostei, apesar de para mim não chegar ao nível da obra prima que é "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120815/"&gt;O Resgate do Soldado Ryan&lt;/a&gt;" - embora com mensagens diferentes, claro. Em comum a ambos os filmes, encontramos retratada a estupidez/futilidade da guerra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que esperava um pouco mais deste filme. Talvez por já ter visto "O Resgate do Soldado Ryan", esse completamente realizado por Spielberg. Esse sim, uma verdadeira obra-prima cinematográfica e uma lição sobre a guerra inesquecível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas recomendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classificação : 4*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116907833924475046?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116907833924475046/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116907833924475046' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116907833924475046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116907833924475046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/flags-of-our-fathers-bandeiras-dos.html' title='FLAGS OF OUR FATHERS - BANDEIRAS DOS NOSSO PAIS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116907744399989077</id><published>2007-01-17T23:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:44:04.020Z</updated><title type='text'>FAST FOOD NATION - GERAÇÃO FAST FOOD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/256410/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/841927/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ia.ec.imdb.com/media/imdb/01/I/24/28/21/10m.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prós&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- Actuações boas/convincentes&lt;br /&gt;- Dá porrada no conceito de &lt;em&gt;fast-food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contras:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Acaba por não desenvolver as várias situações que inicia. Ambiciona mais do que concretiza.&lt;br /&gt;- Tem a Avril Levigne a tentar fazer (fracassadamente) o papel de uma activista - o que me dá vontade de rir, pois pessoalmente, seria uma das últimas pessoas que veria como tal. Mas fazer um papel não é sinónimo de representar o próprio eu, mas porra, tenho um ódio de estimação dessa senhora escrava da MTV, o que hei de eu fazer?! (ler &lt;a href="http://neuronioreactivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/padro-tipo-camuflado-destruio-de.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classificação &lt;/strong&gt;(sempre pessoal):&lt;br /&gt;3.5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116907744399989077?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116907744399989077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116907744399989077' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116907744399989077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116907744399989077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/fast-food-nation-gerao-fast-food.html' title='FAST FOOD NATION - GERAÇÃO FAST FOOD'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116820734493319274</id><published>2007-01-07T21:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:02:24.946Z</updated><title type='text'>monoTONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A melhor maneira de começar mais uma semana de trabalho ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/scGQwfg_nBw" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Um projecto musical a não perder : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Naifa"&gt;A Naifa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116820734493319274?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116820734493319274/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116820734493319274' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116820734493319274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116820734493319274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/monotone.html' title='monoTONE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116744311870511441</id><published>2007-01-04T00:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T00:12:18.600Z</updated><title type='text'>WIIIIII !!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Finalmente, tenho a minha "playlist" de 46 canções favorita pronta! Não é fácil escolher apenas o máximo de 3 canções de um artista, como mandam as condições do Finetune (tenho alguns álbuns que escolheria todas as canções).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim, aqui está a minha &lt;em&gt;playlist&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.finetune.com/player/embed.html?playlist=p1298483" scrolling="no" frameBorder="0" height="220" width="215"&gt;http://www.finetune.com/player/embed.html?playlist=p1298483&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116744311870511441?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116744311870511441/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116744311870511441' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116744311870511441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116744311870511441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/wiiiiii.html' title='WIIIIII !!!!!!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116743222327246729</id><published>2006-12-31T22:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:20:39.006Z</updated><title type='text'>A MANDONA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/859711/base_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/46181/base_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo confessar que nunca gostei de Madonna. Nem da sua música, nem da sua personagem.&lt;br /&gt;Portanto, nunca lhe liguei muito, sempre me passou tudo ao lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surpreendentemente, ouvi algumas das suas músicas de início de carreira ... E não é que gostei? Sim, músicas dos loucos anos 80 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por exemplo : &lt;em&gt;Like a Virgin&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquecendo um pouco a superficialidade da sua letra algo pimba... caramba, que música boa!&lt;br /&gt;Os sonzinhos electro da época, os arranjos, a melodia da canção, o timbre da sua voz bem afinada! Puro &lt;em&gt;pop&lt;/em&gt; do bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a recordar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/zT25wRf8iA/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/zT25wRf8iA/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro bom exemplo da época : &lt;em&gt;Like a Prayer&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui a sua voz já está mais madura, mais parecida com a que apresenta nos seus últimos albuns. Boa música, sem dúvida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/_NkF_C-1Rn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/_NkF_C-1Rn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porque não, &lt;em&gt;Material Girl&lt;/em&gt; ? (desta vez o título não tem nenhum &lt;em&gt;Like A&lt;/em&gt; ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UjbG0_4qL3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UjbG0_4qL3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116743222327246729?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116743222327246729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116743222327246729' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116743222327246729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116743222327246729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/mandona.html' title='A MANDONA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116759343070824596</id><published>2006-12-31T19:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:46:25.386Z</updated><title type='text'>BABEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/339978/babel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/766560/babel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0449467/"&gt;Babel&lt;/a&gt; estreou há poucos dias e é último filme de Alejandro González Iñárritu, mais conhecido pelos "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0245712/"&gt;Amor Cão&lt;/a&gt;" e "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0315733/"&gt;21 gramas&lt;/a&gt;" que realizou no passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe (pelo menos) um fio condutor que une 3 histórias de sofrimento que se desenrolam em 3 locais distintos do planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este é um filme cheio de interessantes reflexões sobre o sofrimento humano, o qual teima em existir, qualquer que seja a sociedade e cultura onde a Humanidade está inserida e que reforça a ideia de que faz parte da vida, quer queiramos, quer não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confronta-nos também com o modo distinto que culturas diferentes lidam com ele, como o tentam minorar, abordando pontualmente mas muito inteligentemente a questão dos estupefacientes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugere-nos uma ligação invisível mas "que está lá" entre os indivíduos, algo que liga tudo o que aparentemente não tem ligação possível. Um sentido. Porque no fundo, a Humanidade fala apenas uma língua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz-lo com desempenhos ao melhor nível (Cate Blanchett merece um Óscar, já!), uma banda sonora de inspiração latina que muito contribui para o ambiente dramático e algumas metáfora visuais memoráveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um filme duro. Não esperem sair do cinema alegres. As cerca de 2h30 que dura o filme são horas sofridas, tanto para as personagens como para quem assiste. Mas eu acho que vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por tudo o que escrevi acima, dou-lhe nota máxima. Nota sempre relativa/pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116759343070824596?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116759343070824596/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116759343070824596' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116759343070824596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116759343070824596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/babel.html' title='BABEL'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116689911964028931</id><published>2006-12-23T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T18:49:02.966Z</updated><title type='text'>O PAI NATAL E A COCA(ÍNA)-COLA</title><content type='html'>Recentemente encontrei um &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; contendo descrição aprofundada e fundamentada sobre os chamado "mitos urbanos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, não sabem o que são mitos urbanos? Estão a ver aquelas histórias mirabolantes em que jovens entravam à noite em discotecas e acordavam de manhã dentro de uma banheira com gelo e ... sem rins? Ou tão falado (e ainda assinalado!) perigo de explosão decorrente do uso de telemóvel em bombas de gasolina, embora tal &lt;strong&gt;nunca&lt;/strong&gt; tenha acontecido? Exactamente : São mitos urbanos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora um deles conta-nos que o Pai Natal é uma invenção da Coca-Cola! E é quase de aceitação geral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, o Pai Natal já existia muito antes da mãe do inventor da bebida o ter parido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo começou em 1800 e troca o paço. Em 1930, um espertalhão americano abarbata-se da populariedade desta figura e usa-a para aumentar as vendas da mistela acocaínada. Por sorte, a côr das vestimentas do senhor de barbas nessa altura já era vermelha (côr do logotipo da Coca-Cola, evidentemente) embora no passado já tivesse sido azul, verde, púrpura e tendo mesmo vestido peles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podem ser tudo em detalhe aqui : &lt;a href="http://www.snopes.com/cokelore/santa.asp"&gt;http://www.snopes.com/cokelore/santa.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo sido feita justiça ao barbudo gorducho, deixo-vos com o saudoso &lt;em&gt;sketch&lt;/em&gt; da Herman-Enciclopédia que encontrei no You Tube : "Pai Natal ou Menino Jesus - O Juíz Decide"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LKvnfvyCM3g" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(o meu &lt;em&gt;mood&lt;/em&gt; de hoje : Ho Ho Ho - E uma garrafa de vinho do Porto, carago!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116689911964028931?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116689911964028931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116689911964028931' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116689911964028931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116689911964028931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-pai-natal-e-cocana-cola.html' title='O PAI NATAL E A COCA(ÍNA)-COLA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116630997824962443</id><published>2006-12-16T22:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T22:59:38.266Z</updated><title type='text'>TESTES EM ANIMAIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.all-creatures.org/anex/rabbit-test-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.all-creatures.org/anex/rabbit-test-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje deparei com um site português que lista variadas marcas comerciais e indica se testam ou não os seus produtos em animais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam e ponderem para as próximas idas ao supermercado :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pelosanimais.org.pt/info/lista"&gt;http://www.pelosanimais.org.pt/info/lista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(o meu &lt;em&gt;mood&lt;/em&gt; de hoje : Era capaz de ouvir uma balada de José Cid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116630997824962443?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116630997824962443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116630997824962443' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116630997824962443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116630997824962443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/testes-em-animais.html' title='TESTES EM ANIMAIS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116588158601944142</id><published>2006-12-11T23:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:42:58.686Z</updated><title type='text'>DIANA KRALL NA BRASA</title><content type='html'>Porque a sociedade vive a uma velocidade vertiginosa, cada vez mais depressa, apresento-vos &lt;strong&gt;Diana Krall na Brasa&lt;/strong&gt; a cantar a canção de Natal "Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas" como nunca antes a ouvimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pequena produção aqui do&lt;em&gt; je&lt;/em&gt; usando um programa de edição de som.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed #1 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/1043/Diana%20Krall%20-%20Have%20Yourself%20A%20Merry%20Little%20Christmas%20fast1.mp3" width="70" height="25" type="audio/mpeg" autoplay="false" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed #2 ( yes, it gets worst!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/1043/Diana%20Krall%20-%20Have%20Yourself%20A%20Merry%20Little%20Christmas%20fast2.mp3" width="70" height="25" type="audio/mpeg" autoplay="false" loop="false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E prontos, bom Natal cheio de gargalhadas, que fazem melhor à saúde do que fritos e bacalhau salgado :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116588158601944142?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116588158601944142/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116588158601944142' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116588158601944142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116588158601944142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/diana-krall-na-brasa.html' title='DIANA KRALL NA BRASA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116559188724602329</id><published>2006-12-08T15:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:31:27.313Z</updated><title type='text'>THE CHRISTMAS BANANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.joecartoon.com/pages/santabanana_anim"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/400/179343/xmasbanana.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E "prontos", o lunático do &lt;a href="http://www.joecartoon.com"&gt;Joe&lt;/a&gt; já fez o seu especial de Natal, especialmente para todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.joecartoon.com/pages/santabanana_anim"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Há um curto anúncio antes, mas o Joe tem que ganhar algum, certo ?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116559188724602329?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116559188724602329/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116559188724602329' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116559188724602329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116559188724602329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-banana.html' title='THE CHRISTMAS BANANA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116545111797873682</id><published>2006-12-07T00:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:32:17.466Z</updated><title type='text'>ED O'BRIEN DOS RADIOHEAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(Aviso desde já que o visionamento deste vídeo pode causar danos irreparáveis ao vosso lado mais sério e/ou maduro - e quiçá chato - da vossa personalidade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem conhece Ed O'Brien dos Radiohead ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo confessar que eu não conhecia, apesar de conhecer os Radiohead (é sempre a mesma história : Conhece-se sempre mais a/o vocalista pois é quem dá a cara num grupo musical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora bem, aqui está uma possível explicação para o sucesso deste grupo : O factor lunático, sempre saudável e ligado à criatividade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delirem (literalmente) com esta entrevista a Ed O'Brien, retirada do DVD "Radiohead TV - The Most Gigantic Lying Mouth of all Time" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Desafio-vos a manterem-se sérios e não se desmancharem a rir até ao fim do vídeo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lEz_0ipzTY0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superaram o desafio ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116545111797873682?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116545111797873682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116545111797873682' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116545111797873682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116545111797873682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/ed-obrien-dos-radiohead.html' title='ED O&apos;BRIEN DOS RADIOHEAD'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116535898732583162</id><published>2006-12-05T22:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T22:49:47.356Z</updated><title type='text'>É A VOSSA SAFA</title><content type='html'>Se por um infeliz acaso aterraram neste blog, não comecem já a chorar pois não foi perca de tempo. Se tal não lhes acontecesse, &lt;strong&gt;porventura&lt;/strong&gt; não tomariam conhecimento de um blog muito divertido e bem escrito (ao contrário deste) que descobri recentemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo-vos : &lt;a href="http://piorqueosputos.blogspot.com"&gt;Pior Que Os Putos&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://piorqueosputos.blogspot.com"&gt;http://piorqueosputos.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://cloud.be/"&gt;Rob&lt;/a&gt;, tinhas razão, isto é mesmo do melhor :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(E o termo de hoje para elevar o nível cultural do &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt; é&lt;br /&gt;"Porventura" - &lt;a href="http://ciberduvidas.sapo.pt/php/resposta.php?id=4260"&gt;http://ciberduvidas.sapo.pt/php/resposta.php?id=4260&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116535898732583162?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116535898732583162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116535898732583162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116535898732583162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116535898732583162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/vossa-safa.html' title='É A VOSSA SAFA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116475826818894497</id><published>2006-11-28T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:57:48.203Z</updated><title type='text'>O IMAGINÁRIO DE GONDRY</title><content type='html'>Quem viu o filme "A Ciência dos Sonhos", pode verificar que este se encaixa bem no imaginário de Gondry. Um exemplo bem representativo deste seu mundo é ilustrado pelo videoclip que realizou para os Radiohead :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.veoh.com/multiplayer.swf?type=v&amp;permalinkId=e116775wBRFz8Wc" width="425" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116475826818894497?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116475826818894497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116475826818894497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116475826818894497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116475826818894497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-imaginrio-de-gondry.html' title='O IMAGINÁRIO DE GONDRY'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116449102244302648</id><published>2006-11-25T21:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:48:24.540Z</updated><title type='text'>A CIÊNCIA DOS SONHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/1600/853667/thescienceofsleep2_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1009/1038/320/277357/thescienceofsleep2_large.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0354899/"&gt;A Ciência dos Sonhos&lt;/a&gt;" (The Science of Sleep) estreou há pouco mais de uma semana, mas motivos profissionais impediram-me de o ver mais cedo. Só hoje tive a oportunidade de finalmente visionamentalizar este filme realizado pelo genial &lt;a href="http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-que-acontece-quando-bjork-e-gondry.html"&gt;Michel Gondry&lt;/a&gt;, que já nos tinha brindado em 2004 com o fabuloso "Despertar da Mente" (o como se diz em americano, "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/"&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/a&gt;").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E valeu a pena a espera, ó se valeu, caramba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recheado do surrealismo que &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0327273/"&gt;Gondry&lt;/a&gt; imprime a cada sua obra (sem no entanto nunca tirar os pés do chão por completo), "A Ciência dos Sonhos" é um daqueles filmes que têm o seu lugar muito próprio no mundo do cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gondry ganhou experiência e notoriedade com os videoclips que realizou para Bjork, Massive Attack entre outros e até para a Air France, Nike e Coca Cola (ah, granda franciú!) e quem conhece alguns, sabe do surrealismo e boa dose de imaginação que habitam a mente deste senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui, não desilude. Filme um pouco mais omnírico do que o passado "Despertar da Mente" como não poderia deixar em algo entitulado de "A Ciência dos Sonhos", que no entanto, não tem o mesmo nível de genialidade no que toca ao argumento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos no elenco &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0305558/"&gt;Gael García Bernal&lt;/a&gt; para Elas e &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0305558/"&gt;Gael García Bernal&lt;/a&gt; para Eles. Ambos mostram-se excelentes actores e a beleza física torna-se secundária. E ainda bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vão ver (ou vejam em DVD ou como quiserem). Talvez gostem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.5*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116449102244302648?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116449102244302648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116449102244302648' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116449102244302648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116449102244302648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/cincia-dos-sonhos.html' title='A CIÊNCIA DOS SONHOS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116397121526480138</id><published>2006-11-19T21:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T21:52:42.396Z</updated><title type='text'>2 FILMES QUE VI ESTE FIM DE SEMANA</title><content type='html'>À falta de algo mais interessante para "postar", fica aqui a minha opinião de sobre dois filmes que vi este fim-de-semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/38m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/38m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro, "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0364045/"&gt;Taking Lives&lt;/a&gt;", vi porque não tinha mesmo nada mais interessante para fazer e não&lt;br /&gt;estava com vontade de ir chonar na sexta-feira. Achei fraquinho, mesmo. Quase uma bosta, dentro do género.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classificação pessoal&lt;/strong&gt; : 2.5 * (leia-se "um pouco abaixo de bosta")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/10m.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/10m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O segundo foi uma agradável surpresa : "&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0463034/"&gt;You, Me and Dupree&lt;/a&gt;" (sei que a tradução portuguesa do título foi lamentável, por isso, mesmo que me lembrasse dela, recusava-me a a escrever aqui tal grunhice). Surpresa, pois não pensava que fosse tão divertido e descontraído (tipo de filme em que não é preciso pensar, mas que diverte bastante bem).&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me que na altura em que estreou, puz-o de lado, pois parecia-me 1 patetice pegada, que nem valeria 1 euro. Pelo contrário !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classificação pessoal&lt;/strong&gt; : 3.5 * (o que é para mim "um bom razoável" dentro do cómico ligeiro)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116397121526480138?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116397121526480138/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116397121526480138' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116397121526480138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116397121526480138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/2-filmes-que-vi-este-fim-de-semana.html' title='2 FILMES QUE VI ESTE FIM DE SEMANA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116363911530881602</id><published>2006-11-16T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:36:17.810Z</updated><title type='text'>O MONKEY DO JOE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.joecartoon.com"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/Image2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O lendário doido-varrido do Joe Cartoon tem já mais uma animação transloucada no seu site !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vão já lá a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.joecartoon.com"&gt;http://www.joecartoon.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem não conhece a lenda viva que é Joe Cartoon, não merece ter acesso à 'Net !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;(O visionamento das animações do Joe podem reduzir consideravelmente o Q.I. Mas mais vale morrer burro a rir, do que inteligente e aborrecido :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116363911530881602?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116363911530881602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116363911530881602' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116363911530881602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116363911530881602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/o-monkey-do-joe.html' title='O MONKEY DO JOE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116354560786275465</id><published>2006-11-14T23:01:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:06:47.880Z</updated><title type='text'>E O PRÉMIO VAI PARA ...</title><content type='html'>O site mais irritante da semana, elegido por mim, é :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticketline.pt/"&gt;http://www.ticketline.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'aganda caos visual !&lt;br /&gt;Já tentaram ler a sinopse de um espectáculo que vos interesse, enquanto aquela porra de anúncios que piscam que nem doidos e deslizam de um lado para o outro desafiam o vosso poder de concentração ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bolas !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116354560786275465?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116354560786275465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116354560786275465' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116354560786275465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116354560786275465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/e-o-prmio-vai-para_14.html' title='E O PRÉMIO VAI PARA ...'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116294250908540924</id><published>2006-11-07T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:41:21.420Z</updated><title type='text'>The Illusionist - O Ilusionista</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/illusionist.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/illusionist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/illusionist.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver este filme e gostei. Apesar de achar que o argumento tem alguns pontos fracos (não os vou revelar) e que faltava um pouco mais de ânimo no contar da história, posso mesmo assim afirmar que gostei do conjunto... É uma opinião pessoal e acredito que exista muita gente que ache o filme decepcionante. E de certa maneira, é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fotografia está simplesmente magnífica. Nunca estive na República Checa nem em Praga, mas o que vi no filme foi algo de fabuloso. As tonalidades douradas fizeram-me lembrar os dias de Sol em Portugal...&lt;br /&gt;Gostei tb dos efeitos de transição entre cenas, fazendo lembrar os filmes do início do século. A música tb foi um pequena surpresa, pois não se recorreu a autores da época, mas sim a um tal de &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001275/"&gt;Philip Glass&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei lá, talvez estivesse mesmo a precisar hoje de ter visto um filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/theillusionist.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/theillusionist.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/illusionist2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/illusionist2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, este crítica está-me a sair mal à brava... Mais informação sobre o filme &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443543/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://playthatmovieagain.blogspot.com/2006/11/illusionist-o-ilusionista.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.5*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116294250908540924?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116294250908540924/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116294250908540924' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116294250908540924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116294250908540924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/illusionist-o-ilusionista.html' title='The Illusionist - O Ilusionista'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116247081032788873</id><published>2006-11-02T12:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T12:33:30.406Z</updated><title type='text'>MAIS UM MÊS QUE PASSA, MAS ...</title><content type='html'>A cada mês que passa, fico a pensar "Epa, já passou mais um mês...".&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, o tempo não pára.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas&lt;/strong&gt;, há uma alegria com que posso sempre contar, sempre que mais um mês pifa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa alegria chama-se :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retrogamingradio.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/retrogaming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é uma emissão mensal dedicada a quem viveu os tempos dos jogos &lt;em&gt;old school&lt;/em&gt;, com as &lt;em&gt;arcade machines&lt;/em&gt; e os computadores e consolas de 8 &lt;em&gt;bits&lt;/em&gt;. São abordadas curiosidades sempre interessantes sobre o tema, análises à questão da emulação destas máquinas, divertidas entrevistas com os autores dos jogos ou &lt;em&gt;hardware&lt;/em&gt; dos tempos áureos dos jogos e podemos sempre contar com um artigo de opinião do nosso &lt;em&gt;host&lt;/em&gt; Shane R. Monroe, um americano muito sensato e divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;em&gt;shows&lt;/em&gt; são de download gratuito em MP3 mas além disso, através do site podem ser comprados DVDs em podemos disfrutar das entrevistas em vídeo (e a cores).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ena, ena !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retrogamingradio.com/theshow/listen.php?current=1"&gt;http://www.retrogamingradio.com/theshow/listen.php?current=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116247081032788873?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116247081032788873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116247081032788873' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116247081032788873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116247081032788873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/mais-um-ms-que-passa-mas.html' title='MAIS UM MÊS QUE PASSA, MAS ...'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116163626678452798</id><published>2006-10-23T21:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:52:01.990+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA FAMILIA À BEIRA DE UM ATAQUE DE NERVOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/poster1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/poster1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que dizer sobre este filme?&lt;br /&gt;Seguramente&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nada usando palavras&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 estrelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/Image4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: top; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/Image4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/Image6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/Image6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116163626678452798?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116163626678452798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116163626678452798' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116163626678452798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116163626678452798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/uma-familia-beira-de-um-ataque-de.html' title='UMA FAMILIA À BEIRA DE UM ATAQUE DE NERVOS'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116085246866832758</id><published>2006-10-14T19:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:01:08.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RAPACE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/Rapace_Cartaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/Rapace_Cartaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui hoje ver a curta metragem "Rapace" de João Nicolau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Produzido com o apoio do ICAM e da RTP, premiado com o Prémio de Melhor Curta em Vila do Conde e no Festival de Milão, é um filme com um estilo invulgar. Eu considero &lt;strong&gt;divertidamente surrealista&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como tou a precisar de férias e tou um pouco preguiçoso agora, vou fazer &lt;em&gt;copy paste&lt;/em&gt; da descrição do &lt;em&gt;site&lt;/em&gt; oficial :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cumpridas as obrigações académicas, Hugo passa os dias em casa descansando a cabeça de intermináveis leituras de autores pouco conhecidos. Dorme muito e a desoras. A sua única companhia doméstica é Luisa, a empregada, que alinha com ele em cúmplices jogos do gato e do rato.Para afugentar o sono da razão Hugo exercita a veia lírica escrevendo, com o amigo Manuel, canções sobre o bairro onde ambos habitam.O plácido diletantismo do protagonista é abalado por Catarina, uma jovem e bonita tradutora que dá os primeiros passos na vida profissional em regime free-lancer.Hugo está pelo beiço, fraqueja.Lá em cima, o peneireiro peneira. Não é o único rapace capaz de fazê-lo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que esta curta metragem, com pouco mais de 30 minutos, tem uma história/lógica estranha. Talvez o mais estranho seja o modo como é contada e como as personagens actuam. Estas têm um comportamento e diálogos que é um misto de espontaneadade, inocência e loucura :)&lt;br /&gt;Surreal é como defino tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um filme muito na linha do "A Cara que Mereces" de Miguel Gomes ... Curiosamente, numa das cenas do filme, vê-se no quarto de Hugo o &lt;em&gt;poster&lt;/em&gt; deste mesmo filme, talvez por João Nicolau ter participado como actor neste filme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que haja muita gente que ache ambos os filmes uma tolice, mas eu adorei estes dois filmes. Ás tantas, o surrealismo torna-se muito divertido e refrescante e começamos a ser contagiados um pouco pela loucura da história :) É curioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostei, por isso dou &lt;strong&gt;4 estrelas&lt;/strong&gt;. Mas com já disse, acredito que "Rapace" este não seja um filme aplaudível por toda a gente. No caso de "A Cara que Mereces", lembro-me que apenas estavam mais 4 pessoas na sala, tendo duas delas saindo pouco depois a resmungar :) Neste filme, ninguém saiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo o site oficial do filme (que tb é um blog) onde se podem encontrar fotografias, nota de intenções de João Nicolau e pequenos &lt;em&gt;trailers&lt;/em&gt; : &lt;a href="http://rapace-birdofprey.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rapace-birdofprey.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116085246866832758?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116085246866832758/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116085246866832758' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116085246866832758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116085246866832758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/rapace.html' title='RAPACE'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-116007020326010314</id><published>2006-10-05T18:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T18:43:23.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ANGEL-A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/angel-a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/angel-a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi hoje por acaso um filme muito interessante. Um filme francês de 2005, de Luc Besson, responsável por filmes como Táxi e The Fifth Element.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o nome de filme : &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0473753/"&gt;Angel-A&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem estar a "perder" muito tempo a falar do filme, posso adiantar que é um filme com conteúdo, com 1 ligeiro toque de comédia, abordado questões muito importantes (diria mesmo básicas) para a vida de qualquer cidadão deste mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente, segundo a informação dada pelo &lt;a href="http://cinecartaz.publico.clix.pt"&gt;Cinecartaz&lt;/a&gt;, apenas está numa &lt;strong&gt;única&lt;/strong&gt; sala de Lisboa, no Quarteto... Pois mais uma vez se verifica que o mundo (e Portugal incluído) não é um lugar justo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/angel-a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/angel-a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-116007020326010314?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116007020326010314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=116007020326010314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116007020326010314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/116007020326010314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/angel.html' title='ANGEL-A'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115974524756883074</id><published>2006-10-02T00:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T10:48:27.566Z</updated><title type='text'>MARIE ANTOINETTE NÃO TARDA NADA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/10m.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/10m.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi hoje o trailer no cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Antoinette, de Sofia Coppola, ao som de New Order. Isto promete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver se o desempenho de Kirsten Dunst não deita nada a perder (estou a lembrar-me do seu papel em Spider Man I e II... Mas lembrei-me agora mesmo do excelente papel que fez em As Virgens Suicídas, curiosamente da mesma Sofia Coppola.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="318"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/HgNWR4T79B/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/HgNWR4T79B/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="318"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/On-R4SkKY2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/On-R4SkKY2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115974524756883074?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115974524756883074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115974524756883074' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115974524756883074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115974524756883074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/marie-antoinette-no-tarda-nada.html' title='MARIE ANTOINETTE NÃO TARDA NADA!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115965769132022835</id><published>2006-10-01T00:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:08:11.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ArTE DiGItAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(post relâmpago)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não percam esta demo : &lt;a href="http://demo.monostep.org/demo/yab3dfd.html" target="left"&gt;YAB3DFD&lt;/a&gt; por Smash Designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graficamente estimulante. Corre em Windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui : &lt;a href="ftp://ftp.scene.org/pub/parties/2005/evoke05/demo/sds_yab3dfd.zip"&gt;ftp://ftp.scene.org/pub/parties/2005/evoke05/demo/sds_yab3dfd.zip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://demo.monostep.org/demo/yab3dfd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://demo.monostep.org/demo/yab3dfd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://demo.monostep.org/demo/yab3dfd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://demo.monostep.org/demo/yab3dfd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115965769132022835?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115965769132022835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115965769132022835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115965769132022835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115965769132022835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/arte-digital.html' title='ArTE DiGItAL'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115931190606029805</id><published>2006-09-27T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:10:15.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PORRA, FUI ETIQUETADO!</title><content type='html'>Pois é. Ou melhor, pois fui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui etiquetado pela Né (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865005"&gt;http://www.blogger.com/profile/15865005&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto do etiquetanço é assim : a vítima tem de escrever 6 características sobre si mesmo. Depois, tem de escolher as 6 próximas vítimas e larçar-lhes o desafio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, vou começar :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; » Sou viciado em consultar o e-mail. Se estou perto de um computador com acesso à Net, de 5 em 5 minutos, lá tou eu a ver se tenho novos emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» No cinema e TV, só gosto de humor se for&lt;em&gt; non-sense&lt;/em&gt;, ou se forem os Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Na verdade, tenho 9049583 anos de idade, pois sou um extra-terrestre. Quem me conhece pessoalmente, já desconfiava, devido à pequena mancha que tenho na testa do lado esquerdo (mancha de nascença, &lt;em&gt;my ass&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Trabalho, só com limites. Aliás, &lt;strong&gt;tudo com limites&lt;/strong&gt;. Tudo que é em excesso é mau. Trabalhem para viver e não o contrário, façam-vos esse favor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Odeio ouvir pessoas a comer. Se há barulhos que me irritam as tripas, a ponto de me podem tornar um perigoso psicopata, é o ruído dos mascanço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;» Preciso de ler mais. Ás vezes, dou por mim com dúvidas existenciais sobre construção de frases (como se chama isso ? sintaxe ? gramática ?). Nunca fui um viciado em livros (a não ser do Tio Patinhas quando era puto) a ponto de estar caído de sono ou cansaço e ainda pegar num livro com gosto. Não, nunca fui assim. Como diria ou outro "Eu é mais bolos".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois, já estão as seis verdades induscutíveis expostas. Agora é a altura onde devia deixar o desafio a seis vítimas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tal como às vezes posso ser um chato do caraças, não vou seguir esta regra. Não vou fazer esse convite de forma explícita. Antes, se alguém ler este &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; e que queira aceitar este pequeno desafio, força.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(PS: Uma das verdades é mentira... E, não,&lt;strong&gt; eu sou mesmo um extra-terrestre&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115931190606029805?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115931190606029805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115931190606029805' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115931190606029805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115931190606029805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/porra-fui-etiquetado.html' title='PORRA, FUI ETIQUETADO!'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115842108406518956</id><published>2006-09-16T16:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:38:04.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVOS MOTORES DE PESQUISA</title><content type='html'>Existem dois novos motores de pesquisa fresquinhos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/atch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/atch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado &lt;a href="http://semdiscussao.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sэm Discussão&lt;/a&gt; pela dica :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115842108406518956?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115842108406518956/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115842108406518956' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115842108406518956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115842108406518956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/novos-motores-de-pesquisa.html' title='NOVOS MOTORES DE PESQUISA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115842030603830867</id><published>2006-09-16T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T16:25:06.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>INVASION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/invasion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/invasion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invasion&lt;/em&gt; estreia na TV pública já amanhã. Uma série que recomendo fortemente, pelos excelentes desempenhos e enredo que agarra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É já amanhã na RTP1, dia 16 das 15h00 até às 17h00.&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser dose dupla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aproveitem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115842030603830867?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115842030603830867/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115842030603830867' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115842030603830867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115842030603830867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/invasion.html' title='INVASION'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115714475488304729</id><published>2006-09-01T22:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T22:05:54.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O FUTURO, AQUI MESMO, NESTE POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007"&gt;2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(podem &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007"&gt;clickar&lt;/a&gt; que não morde)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115714475488304729?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115714475488304729/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115714475488304729' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115714475488304729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115714475488304729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/o-futuro-aqui-mesmo-neste-post.html' title='O FUTURO, AQUI MESMO, NESTE POST'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115670274763816720</id><published>2006-08-27T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:21:55.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LADY IN THE WATER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/ladyinthewater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/320/ladyinthewater.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0452637/"&gt;Lady in the Water&lt;/a&gt; é o novo filme de M. Night Shyamalan que estreia por cá a 28 de Setembro. Pude vê-lo antecipadamente devido às minhas capacidades especiais de viajar no tempo ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em primeiro lugar: Este filme é um conto. Ficção. Portanto, impossível de acontecer &lt;strong&gt;à letra&lt;/strong&gt; no mundo em que vivemos. Um filme simbólico, mas com os pés na Terra, que se liga a questões bem reais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digo isto, pois lá fora a crítica queixou-se que o filme era ficção, fantasia. Que nunca poderia acontecer no mundo real... Possivelmente os mesmos acharão também a poesia um desperdício de palavras, ou a pintura um desperdício de tinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shyamalan brinda-nos com mais um espectacular conto, como ele sabe tão bem contar. Filme cheio de fantasia e humanidade. Fala-nos da &lt;strong&gt;capacidade perdida de acreditar&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironicamente, mesmo a propósito... Alguns críticos parecem já ter perdido essa capacidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O produtor/director/escritor questiona também as certezas como dados adquiridos, o papel de cada um de nós, por definir, mesmo quando tudo parece já estar definido. Tudo isto num filme onde o humor está presente de forma inteligentemente e discreta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além dos notáveis desempenhos dos sempre geniais Paul Giamatti e Bryce Dallas Howard (dona de uma invulgar beleza que parece não ser deste mundo) destaque para a banda sonora literalmente de sonho, ao nível das bandas sonoras dos filme de Burton e é sem dúvida, parte essencial para a consolidação desta obra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estejam atentos &lt;strong&gt;ao que vale a pena&lt;/strong&gt; e sejam capazes de &lt;strong&gt;acreditar&lt;/strong&gt;. Não faz mal, antes pelo contrário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap053.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap054.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap054.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap036.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap044.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bscap051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bscap051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115670274763816720?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115670274763816720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115670274763816720' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115670274763816720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115670274763816720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/lady-in-water_27.html' title='LADY IN THE WATER'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115620089148024587</id><published>2006-08-21T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:58:29.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OS LISBOETAS, AMANHÃ</title><content type='html'>Especialmente para os fieis visitantes diários que passam por este &lt;em&gt;blog&lt;/em&gt;, deixo aqui uma sugestão para &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amanhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cinema King, por 3.5 euros, às 19h e 21h30 não percam o documentário "Os Lisboetas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu também vou tentar não perder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;(PS: Alguém visita diariamente este blog ?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115620089148024587?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115620089148024587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115620089148024587' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115620089148024587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115620089148024587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/os-lisboetas-amanh.html' title='OS LISBOETAS, AMANHÃ'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115538870692943225</id><published>2006-08-12T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T14:45:25.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE ACONTECE QUANDO BJORK E GONDRY SE JUNTAM ?</title><content type='html'>O que acontece quando dois génios se juntam ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/bjork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/bjork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Björk :&lt;/strong&gt; Quem ainda não a ouviu? Compositora, vocalista e executante de alguns instrumentos que usa nas suas criações, alguém tão genial que se adora ou se odeia (há quem goste assim-assim, também). Venerada por músicos de todas as áreas, tendo Elton John considerado-a "the true pop artist". Dona de uma voz única, o seu lema é compor a canção perfeita. A sua aparência é também invulgar, tendo alguém neste mundo já se questionado se ela existe mesmo ou é uma figura gerada por computador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/1600/Michel%20Gondry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1009/1038/400/Michel%20Gondry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michel Gondry&lt;/strong&gt; : Realizador de anúncios televisivos, tele-discos e mais recentemente, do fabuloso &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/"&gt;Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind&lt;/a&gt;. Dotado de uma criatividade de outro mundo, tocando o surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos aqui três videoclips que considero obras-primas :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Army Of Me&lt;/strong&gt; - Poético, surreal, ousado, romântico &lt;strong&gt;e de 1995&lt;/strong&gt;. Resta dizer que a cena final foi censurada por algumas TVs. É como cortar um bocado de um quadro só porque nao cabe na parede de um museu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lP9e6qM0zWA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bachelorette&lt;/strong&gt; - Igualmente surreal mas mais enigmático, conta uma história dentro de uma história, dentro de ... Ao som de uma das melhores canções escritas por Björk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CYIgaXJ0JVg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hyperballad&lt;/strong&gt; - Visualmente fascinante e original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nPbrWtjTIno" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Este post foi inspirado após uma visita ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://takea-break.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Take a Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Visitem-o :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115538870692943225?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115538870692943225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115538870692943225' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115538870692943225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115538870692943225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/o-que-acontece-quando-bjork-e-gondry.html' title='O QUE ACONTECE QUANDO BJORK E GONDRY SE JUNTAM ?'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15456810.post-115499491248965878</id><published>2006-08-08T00:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T01:07:23.543+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ó SANTA IGNORÂNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acabaram de cortar na RTP2 um ou dois minutos do início do filme &lt;em&gt;2001 - A Space Odissey&lt;/em&gt;, a obra de Kubrick e C. Clarke ... Deviam ter pensado que era um problema no som, se calhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isto até pode parecer fundamentalismo, mas é tão grave como um anormal qualquer do século passado cortar um bocado de um quadro para que caiba na parede de um museu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Vamos ver se não cortam o final, pensando que as cores do filme se passaram...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15456810-115499491248965878?l=naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115499491248965878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15456810&amp;postID=115499491248965878' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115499491248965878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15456810/posts/default/115499491248965878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://naoseencaixanosmeusoutrosblogs.blogspot.com/2006/08/santa-ignorncia.html' title='Ó SANTA IGNORÂNCIA'/><author><name>Pedro Duarte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09962632645275562575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
