Monday, October 27, 2008

" Burn After Reading" Review

Slug: Review
Headline: Burn After Reading
By Saloomeh Nakhsaz


Directors: Joel and Ethan CoenStarring: George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Frances McDormand, John Malkovich, and Tilda Swinton

“Burn After Reading” is a brilliant black comedy about the society’s ignorance and infidelity. Beside its unique humor and ridicule, every dialogue is intelligent, which proves the fact that the filmmakers exactly know what they are doing.

The actors are picked up brilliantly for their specific rolls. Even the actors, who play the small rolls, show us the precise images of the very specific characters in the movie.

The movie places in Washington DC, which is the center of America's political organization.

Osborne Cox (Malkovich) is a crusty CIA analyst, who is being moved down from the CIA to a low clearance post at the estate department, because of his drinking problem.
Cox takes that very insulting. He thinks of himself as the best analyst that CIA has, and believes his removal “is political.”
“I have a drinking problem, you’re Mormon. Next to you we all have a drinking problem, whose ass I didn’t kiss.” said Cox to his boss.

Cox starts to write his memoir after being kicked out, but an electronic copy of the manuscript accidently ends up in the hands of two gym employees, Chad Feldheimer (Pitt) and Linda Litzke (McDormand).

Chad Feldheimer (Brad Pitt) is a fitness trainer, who is too goofy and indifferent to be distinguished. But he is the only one who can help Linda’s dream comes true.

All Linda Litzke( McDormand) cares about is having enough money for her extensive cosmetic surgery , so she can date a successful man instead of attracting losers with her “reinvented appearance.”

Chad and Linda plan on blackmailing Osbourne. "This could put a big dent in my surgeries," says Linda, but Osborne does not respond to their threat as hey expected and refuses to pay them ransom..
So Chad and Linda go to the Russian Embassy to sell them Osborne’s secret files, believing Russians are the country’s enemies.
Osbourne's wife Katie (Swinton) is a negative, stubborn pediatric. She is having an affair with Harry Pfarrer (Goerge Clooney), an extreme womanizer who finds women through internet dating sites. One of the women he has recently started dating is Linda.

Meanwhile the CIA agents tries to maintain the security by secrtely monitoring every one’s movement, without having the intelligence of recognizing the important matters to look for in their monitoring prcess.
"Report back to me when, I don't know, when it makes sense," said the CIA headmaster(JK Simmon)

" Body Of Lies" Review

Slug: Review
Headline: Body Of Lies
By Saloomeh Nakhsaz

Starring: Leonardo DiCaprio, Russell Crowe, Mark Strong, Golshifteh Farahani, Oscar Isaac
Directed by: Ridley Scott

“Body of Lies” is based on a 2007 novel by Washington Post foreign-affairs columnist, David Ignatius. This movie shows the CIA’s desperation in Middle East. Americans lack of knowledge of Middle Eastern culture and their ignorant attitudes make the CIA helpless in the Middle East ground despite of the fact that agency has many secret agents and high tech monitoring satellites installed all over the region.

“Body of lies” is a clever feature movie. The main characters played their parts incredibly well. The actors inhabit their characters very well and make them believable to the audience.

Leonardo Dicaprio plays Roger Ferris, the CIA agent in Iraq who speaks Arabic fluently and pretends he is from Baghdad. His next mission is to stop bombings by al-Salem, an al QAeda operative based in Jordan.

Roger is an idealist who is disappointed by the way America operates in the Middle East.
Roger believes that the head of Jordan’s secret service, Hani Salaam (Mark Strong) has more power and intelligence to protect him than his CIA head master.
Hani Salaam doesn’t trust the CIA headmasters and operation is more dominant and influential than that of the CIA.
Hani Salaam finally uses Roger as bait to catch a bigger fish. He fakes the kidnapping of Aisha (Golshifteh Farahani) by terrorists in order to make Rogers contact with the al Salem and trace him to his hideout.
Aisha is an Iranian girl who lives in Jordan with her sister and works as a nurse in a medical clinic. Roger met her at the clinic where he went to get vaccinated after he got beaten by couple of real mad dogs. Aisha is the traditional Middle Eastern girl image shown to the world.
Roger tries to trace AL-Salem in order to save Aisha’s life, but he gets captured, and tortured by Al-Salem men, in the name of Islam.
Hoffman (Russell Crow) is the CIA’s spymaster. He has a wife and two children who instruct Roger how to perform, and when it’s an urgent situation, he flies out there and talks to Roger face to face and deals with issues in his own way. But Ed’s ignorance to Middle Eastern culture and his impatience make Hani Salaam not to trust Roger or any other American agent.
Ed Hoffman’s character is what the Middle Eastern people think of Americans.
He believes no one likes the Middle East and there is nothing in Middle East for any human beings.
In a conversation with his wife, when she asks Ed to come to bed, he tells his wife that he’ll come to bed as soon as he saves civilization.
He tells Roger that he is the only one who Rogers can trust but they both know that it’s not true.
Ridley Scott brilliantly shows the world’s true face beneath deception in the “Body of lies.”

Thursday, July 26, 2007

The more I see in my mind's eye, the less I desire to commune.

tell me about it

There were three kings and a jolly three too. The first one had a broken nose, the second, a broken arm and the third was broke. “ Faith is the key!” said the first king. “ No, froth is the key!” said the second,” you’re both wrong,” said the third, “ the key is Frank!”
It was late in the evening and Frank was sweeping up, preparing the meat and dishing himself out when there came a knock upon the door.” Who is it?” he mused. “ It’s us, Frank,” said the three kings in unison, “ and we’d like to have a word with you!” Frank opened the door and the three kings crawled in.
Terry shute was in the midst of prying open an hairdresser when Frank’s wife came in and caught him.” They’re here!” she gasped. Terry dropped his drawer and rubbed the eye. “ What do the appear to be like?” one’s got a broken vessel and that’s the truth, he other two I’m not so sure about.” fine, thank you, that will be all.”” God “ she turned and puffed. Terry tightened his belt and inhaled after thought, stated:”Wit!””Yes?”How many of them would you say they were?” Vera smiled; she tapped her toe three times. Terry watched her foot closely. “Three?” he asked, hesitating. Vera nodded.
“Get up off my floor!” shouted Frank. The second king, who was first to rise, mumbled, “Where’s the better half, Frank?”Frank who was in no mood for jokes, took it lightly, replied,” she’s in the back of the house, flaming it up with an arrogant man, now come on, out with it, what’s on our little minds today?” nobody answered.
Terry Shute then entered the room with a bang, looking the three kings over and fonding his mop. Getting down to the source of things, he proudly boasted:” there is creeping consumption in the land. It begins with these three fellas and it travels outward. Never in my life have I seen such motley crew. They ask nothing and they receive nothing. Forgiveness is not in them. The wilderness is rotten all over their foreheads. They scorn the widow and abuse the child but I am afraid that they shall not prevail over the young man’s destiny, not even them!” Frank turned with a blast. “ Get out of here, you ragged man. Come ye no more!”
Terry left the room willingly.
“What seems to be a problem?” . Frank turned back to the three kings who were astonished. the first king cleared his throat. His shoes were too big and his crown was wet and lopsided but nevertheless, he began to speak in the most meaningful way.”Frnak “, he began,””Mr.. Dylan has come out with a new record. This record of course features none but his own songs and we understand that you’re the key.”.” that’s right,” said Frank, “ I am.” well then,” said the king in abit of excitement, “could you please open it up for us?” Frank, whom all this time had been reclining with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them both up as wide as a tiger. “ and just how far would you like to go on?” he asked and the three kings all looked at each other.” Not too far but just as far enough so’s we can say that we’ve been there”. Said the first chief.”Allright “ said Frank, “I’ll see what I can do,” and he commenced to doing it. First of all, he sat down and crossed his legs, and then he sprung up, ripped off his shirt and began waving it in the air. A light bulb fell from one of his pockets and he stamped it out with his foot.
Then he took a deep breath, moaned and punched his fist through the plate glass window. Settling back in his chair, he pulled out a knife,” Far enough?” he asked.” Yeah, sure, Frank,” said the second king. The third king just shook his head and said he didn’t know. The first king remained silent. the door opened and Vera stepped in. “ Terry shute will be leaving us soon and he desires to know if you kings got any gifts you want to lay on him.” Nobody answered.
It was just before the break of the day and the three kings were tumbling along the road. The first one’s nose had been mysteriously fixed, the second one’s arm had healed and the third one was rich. All three of them were blowing horns.
“I’ve never been so happy in all my life!” sang the one with all the money.
“oh mighty thing!” said Vera to Frank. “Why didn’t you just tell them you were a moderate man and leave it at that instead of goosing yourself all over the room?”” Patience, Vera,” said Frank. Terry Shute, who was sitting over by the curtain cleaning an axe, climbed to his feet, walked over to Vera’s husband and placed his hand on his shoulder. “ You didn’t hurt your hand, did you Frank?” Frank just sat there watching the workmen replace the window,” I don’t believe so,” he said.

1968 by Bob Dylan

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

one afternoon

sky is blue, birds are singing and it is a warm afternoon. Nothing especial about today, about this moment and about this life.
Water is warm, great for swimming.flowers are smiling at you.
You have everything so beautiful around you and still wondering why you are so sad.
Maybe this is who you are, some disrespectful kind to all these beauties, maybe you are unable to touch the pleasure, and then what was your laughter about in the past.
Was it a fake movement or a pertinence of happy nature?
Why is that you take everything so seriously and what is that you are looking for?
Is that real or an impervious thought?
Maybe you are looking for a deep pain inside you to get the whole out of you. Maybe you cannot handle the beauty of the life.
Maybe your past has bitten your future long time a go, maybe you are jailed unconsciously by your damn past. Maybe you have not forgiven yourself of what happened and maybe you blame yourself of the whole misery came along,
But you should know that everything has vanished and gone by time and it is just you who visualize it day by day.
Stop criticizing yourself and let your soul breath for a moment, you need a fresh air like every single human being existing in life.
Believe in destiny , it helps and believe in happiness and freedom. You fought for your freedom and you fought with your forceful destiny, you needed to be true, you made the impossible possible you suffered so much and you believed in what you were doing, you were a warrior you made a big difference on your time.
So now it is the time to celebrate. Cherish your created moment by yourself, you owe that to you. you owe the happiness and laughter to you..
It is not the time to question your ideas and your thought. After all it is time to cool down and accept your victory.
You are like an old soldier who is used to go to the battles and come back wounded, you are like an old soldier whom has sent back before celebrate the victory. But you should know that there is no battle to go for and there is no enemy to fight with.
Enjoy your freedom and take it easy my friend, before you become your enemy.
get in , remember you have always wanted to be one with the water.

Friday, June 01, 2007

welcome back

It’s been long time since i wrote my last letter.
Yes I call them letters to me to you to them to everybody. you know writing gives me great joy and I can not describe it, but sometimes nothing comes to your mind, I don’t know but maybe writing needs a very special mood , and recently i have not had that.
But I try to go back to my normal routine and do something; it is not that you don’t think about anything, so you cannot put it on the paper. I do think so much, I think about so many different subjects but I have not written about it. Maybe I’ve been lazy, maybe it was because I had a big change in my life and I wasn’t used to it and everything was very new and strange to me and I had to co op with my new sweet but strange situation.
I like my being here and I enjoy my great company, but human beings need time to get used to a new life.
In my life I have lived-in many different lives, and none of them were alike.
So I am somehow used to be in a new situations and being able to get through them peacefully and live my life in different ways, you know you can learn so many things if you live so many different lives. And you always feel young and fresh, because you always have the new beginning and new challenges that make you feel alive.
I love that.
But one thing I’ve learned that writing your spontaneous thought makes you become clear and relieved from anxieties and huge excitements, because you let everything out so you are ready for the new thoughts. So if I don’t want to get stuck in one solid reflection, it is better to start my writings and let them out. Let everything out, so I’ll be free in my mind.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

7 has been always my lucky number

I’m starting a new life with passion.
I’m certain I’ll make it through
I’m certain everything will be going smoothly well, and I’m ertain I’m blessed.
I dreamt about this new begining long time ago and once a psychic told me about that, but I never believed fortunetellers.
I have been practicing life for this upcoming paradise, and I am so ready to start.
There is no delay in my plan, nothing can stop me, as always, and I am going forward.
I am not scared of misery because it cannot reach me up there.
I dealt with a couple anxiety attacks since I’ve decided to take my journey serious and I passed through them contentedly.
I know it is not easy to be perfect, but I’m certain I’m strong enough to make everything desirable and bright.
I am going with a bag full of life stories and I’m going to whisper each of them one by one to your ears.
You’ve been always my ultimate desirable soul to get in to, and now at last
I’m coming along to fulfill it.
I will always remember the year of 2007.7 has been always my lucky number.
I’m starting a new life with passion.
I’m certain I’ll make it through
I’m certain everything goes well, and I’m certain I’m blessed.
I dreamt about this new life style long time ago and one day once a psychic told me about that, but I never believed in fortunetellers.
I have been practicing life for this upcoming paradise, and I am so ready to start.
There is no delay in my plan, nothing can stop me, as always, and I am going forward.
I am not scared of misery because it cannot reach me up there.
I dealt with a couple anxiety attacks since I’ve decided to take my journey serious and I passed through them contentedly.
I know it is not easy to be perfect, but I’m certain I’m strong enough to make everything desirable and bright.
I am going with a bag full of life stories and I’m going to whisper each of them one by one to your ears.
You’ve been always my ultimate desirable soul to get in to, and now at last
I’m coming along.
I will always remember the year of 2007.7 has been always my lucky number.

Thursday, December 07, 2006

will you help me father?

Father: where is your striking psyche?
where is your infinite desire?
where is your combatant strength?
where is your brawny footsteps?
where is your cheery countenance?
where is your mesmerizing temperament?
where is your vigorous compassion?
where is your intelligent perception?
She: I am tired father.
I am immobile, sightless, dead-brain soul for sometimes, I am tired.
I am getting as mortal as anyone could be, I am getting as ineffectual minded as any One could be.
Something happened.
since then
I’m carrying an enduring pain along.
I’ve been wounded contemptibly in an ultimate brutal conflict.
i'm getting destroyed eventually to the end.

Father: I’ll help you my darling; I’ll save your life. I help you put this fateful incident Out of your mind,
Just tell me what happened?

She: one night; someone took me to the place, where I saw the heaven and the
Hell and the earth one after another:
He asked me to close my right eye and look at
The place with my left eye open: there was heaven. Then with just my right eye open: there
Was hell?
Then I opened both of my eyes; there was him in front of me.
He told me since he showed me every part of life, I must choose which
One I want to live my life in;
He told me I could change my Mind for two times and not more. I chose
Heaven, he blocked my right eye’s sight rightaway,
I panicked and Said, wait, I want to see hell, he blocked my left eye’s sight, I screamed out loud:
: I want to see my life with my both eyes open. He gave my eyesight back, and said:
Now you have both eyes’ sights free of heaven and hell

Since then I’ve been in massive pain and see nothing but dirt.
you Know father there was no pain in the hell but dirt. I wish I’d chosen “ hell”.

Will you help me father?

Father: my darling, life is much easier with eyes half closed,
Didn’t you notice people do that to survive,to be happy.
you made the wrong choice of
Wanting your both eyes be open. Now it is better you close your eyes and see
Nothing, since you have no more choices left
. Believe me it is better if you don’t see what you seeing right now,it is better if
you don't feel what you feeling right now,it is safe.

She: alright,will you close my eyes?
father:i will .

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

It's been a while that i've been noticing life acting such comical , but not witty ,so i've been laughing at it (but not with it).

Monday, November 20, 2006

new resume

After I've been given this new job, ask me to hand them an updated resume matching my new job title( for the future records) "advantage of having good connections"

Lately everything is working upside down, I guess.
" impossible is possible and the old possible has been left alone"

Today I see:

Puking lunch, before digesting it."preferring to make a close relationship with the toilet bowl, than gaining 1 more pound"
Getting jealous, before knowing the reason." blind obsession or lack of confidence"

Being born before having parents. Later on they find a mommy or daddy or both for the baby, but only if she is cute. " human rights!"

Getting pregnant, before making love.yes, no more child sharing.no more headaches "advantage of the new technology, no more broken hearts".

Losing a mother, before knowing enough of her, but how exiting is that? welcoming a new father instead. What a nice transform! "make some changes in your life , live with exitements: the new theory"

Teaching children how to act gay, before acknowledging them as one. "imaginary freedom"

Becoming Moslem, before having a name, before being born. "relegion's massive power"

Signing the new proposal, before accepting it. "deceiving politic"

Going under abortion, before having the first period. " stupidity hidden under the freedom's flag "

Shaving the beard, before witnessing its existence. " masculan's unrealistic proud"

Getting old before acting young. " nervous break down"
Dying young, before getting old. "new versions of heart attacks "
Getting cancer, before smoking cigarettes. "chemicals"

Being convicted, before being criminal. "miscommunication's fault"
Going to war, before knowing the enemies. "Real estate agency's contest"
Obeying rule, before reviewing its justice. "lack of time and patience'"

taking antidepression, before the depression. don't worry, depression will come along afterwards, so why not curing it beforhand" time saving and great consideration"




What will tomorrow look like?
No idea.

an appeal to majesty

My majesty
My name is..., I am a prisoner who is convicted guilty by the law.
I’ve been told that if I make a plea to you they’ll softer my sentence.
First let me tell you why I have been jailed.
I am convicted of molesting a newborn zip file hidden in the executive committee’s USB.
They say I did something cruel, and outrage.
Let me make this brief beforehand, that your existence to me is a big question mark itself,
But if writing to you will lesser my time in prison, I'm going to make-believe otherwise.
I suppose that if I have to accept your being, I must also accept you as my creator, because these two essentials come after another.
So if this is what you are: my majesty, our creator, I consider others and myself as your teddy bears.
My majesty may I ask you something?
Have you made us as your sexual fantasies?
Because when I look at the whole life string, its ending part points at…...matter, with different scenarios, and an enormous variety of characters. Honestly isn’t this your purpose of your magnificent performance?
If is that so, then would you make an exception in your playground's rules book and get me out of here?
My mejesty Think about it, I am one of your updated toys, so I needed to have a new edition of o...m.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Finally my inquisitive heart's inherent incapacity to unite with the lenght of my remained time showed up , no more vacillating. No more reserves. No more tenderness.no more disappointments. no more regrets.
now it's time to carry on the journey with a subtle mind.

Sunday, November 12, 2006

love cycle

Once I demolished an appealing snake, unaware.
After long he shattered me, aware.

sweet tranquilizer

When you are among your friends and you feel lonely
When you are getting so much attention from the crowd and you feel left alone

When you are laughing loud and you feel sad
When you are waking up in the morning and you feel lost
When you are saying hi to everyone and you sound strange.
When you are praying to god and you feel no sensation
When you are walking under the sun and you feel the breeze
When your warm eyes showing off your confidence and you feel its infertility
When you are socializing with so many acquaintances and you feel speechless
When
( You need to talk, you need to cry, you need warm hands to hold you, you need an intensive love from around, you need trustful ears, you need loving eyes, you need acceptance),
but you feel powerless to acknowledge that,
Is, when your heart has broken and is shutting down.
there is no tranqulizer for the demolished heart, but the slayer's touch.

Friday, November 10, 2006

you be fair

i don't see any miscalculation in life,you always get what you deserve.
think about it deeply, about any small detail in your lives, honestly, was life unfair to you or you pretended to be beaten by life's cruelty?
sometimes we lie, even to ourselves to get rid of the huge responsibility of taking care of our own selves in the best way.

sagacity

This common saying is such a known cliché: whenever you are sick you get to realize how much worthy is your health and how much longer you desire to live your life. But it is happening to all of us, in everyday of our lives. And as a matter of fact, we as human beings keep forgetting this truth that we shouldn’t take anything we own for granted, such as our health, our youth, our beauty, our loved ones and also the ones who love us.
Nothing lasts forever; neither health nor love. .

Saturday, November 04, 2006

it is not about me

i know someone who reads my blog and takes everything too personal!
-take it easy chap. these are just stories and some observations from all the people around me, sometimes when i read a book or watch a movie i find my character. some times when i see a fellow at subway i find my character. these characters are my studies from different aspects and variation of situations and lives.
i make them up , i polish them , i direct them to play on my imaginery terms.
it is not personal, my personal matters goes starightly into my diary book not on a public black board or through random"but respectful" ears.and you know that better than anyone else .

Thursday, November 02, 2006

a joke!

--What are you doing?

-I am rubbing clay mask on my face.

--What for?

-To be beautiful!
--What are you doing now?
- Washing off my face.
-- Oh you gave up?


That was a joke I heard today!
Lets try to laugh a little.

clashing

lets stop misjudging your own kind.
lets stop being derisive.
lets not be this much narrow-minded.
lets not be so mistrustful about eachother.
lets not hunt a shadow just because it looked like a frightening wolf from far away, wait, till the shadow comes closer, then you will see it was just a fellow hastening to be noticed by you.
lets not fake a smile.you'd better cry out loud instead, but deeply from bottom of your heart, because it is more genuine and obviously more effectual.
The bottom line: lets not show this convoluted, excruciating life nuller than it is.