Afternoon highway

From college to home, there's an "one hour and half's road".
A road that I have to pass four days a week. But I kinda love it.
I always have to take it at twilight hour. I LOVE THE TWILIGHT. It's my favorite part of the day.
So, I take out my phone, and enjoy the highway. The afternoon highway.
I put my headphones on, and the music completes the atmosphere.
Suddenly, the "one hour and half's road", turns into a "half hour's paradise"... and beautiful phone pictures.

See you later,
Jhonny.

At least once, dude!!

Prompt courtesy of Velvet Verbosity‘s 100 Word Challenge. The challenge, this week, is "Misbehavin'". 

-Do you see that girl?

-Yes... why?

-I talked to her about you.

-Really?! What did you say?

-That you wanna talk her after the meeting.

-Alone?

-Of course, dude! And she agreed. C'mon, it's your chance.

-Ok...

The meeting ends. The man reaches the girl as planned. 

Minutes later, the girl laughter can be heard in the hallway. The friend can't help himself, and begins to spy. The girl have a cartoon of her on hands.

-Thanks.

The girl leaves the room. 

-You don't even kiss her, right? I really want to catch you misbehaving! At least once, dude!!

Super 8... and mavelous music

I want to begin this post by saying that you have to click on it to see it completely.
Yes, maybe you knew it... but maybe not. So, if you are reading this without click on the post (title, picture, letters, whatever), and let a little window opens up with the entire post, you will not be able to read it completely, or even leave a comment. 'Cause this is just a preview.

Now, let's begin with this post.
Last week, our photography teacher gave us a lesson about "film's formats". He spoke -between one thousand topics completely differents, and far away from the main title- about the 35mm film. That was the first film's format that was created by the Lummiere brothers. And all of us were like "yeah, I know that", because the last year, we spent like six months talking about them. But don't rush, incredibly, all I can remeber is that they are the fathers of cinema.
The new thing about that class, was the fact that I didn't know that the japaneses were the ones that took the 35mm film, and began to cut it.
They started with the 17.5mm film, to reduce costs. That was the "official half" of the 35mm film. But it was unsuccessful. So they just left it at 16mm.
But they weren't satisfied!
So they took that 16mm film, and cut it. Bringing to world the 8mm filmstrips. The Super 8 films.

Being these last ones the cheapest ones, and the ones that everybody prefered to have for home-tapes, indie films, or just to have a video camera. 

But, besides all this history, while the teacher continued talking, I just was thinking about the Steven Spielberg's film "Super 8".
Do you saw it?
I love that movie! And the main reason is this group of "filmmaking addicts" that he presents. The group had it's director, cameraman, boom operator, actors and makeup artist! They were an amazing -and pretty young- indie production team. That catched me right away.
Sadly, my mom doesn't share with me this obsession. She didn't like the movie so much. But there's just one thing that she totally loves as me. It's soundtrack.
We, literally share the sentence: that music is marvelous!
I have this great attraction for the films soundtracks. To me, that's the better part of the movie. And it goes to the point were no matter if the movie sucks... LIKE IT REALLY SUCKS. If the music touches my soul, I will see it twenty times. No matter how awful are the dialogs, or photography, etc..
There is a lot of soundtracks that I love, but In the photography class, I was just thinking of this one. And suddenly I remember this scene. In fact, is the only scene of the movie where my mom leaves everything to see it. She could be on the kitchen, taking out a suffle, but when she hears the scene's theme, "letting go" (yeah, I already know all the tracks names), she runs to the living room, and sits beside me.

The entire town it's freaking out by the alien spaceship above the water tank, and the metallic things flying all around in the air. Suddenly, the kid finds his father, and they hug each other really tightly. But, the alien scene is so fantastic that they have to watch. And, like magic... his locket is up in the air. But immediatly he takes it. And the locket opens.
Father and son, can't avoid to take their eyes to the woman's picture. His wife... his mother. 
And the music reaches its peak.
The kid opens his hand, and the locket flies to the water tank. Between all this marvelous moment.
And in the very second  when the locket touches the water tank, it explodes. And the spaceship takes fly to the stars.

And we are like crying, and sobbing! It's the film's greatest part.
My mom leaves the living room completely satisfied, and we say in unison: it's my favorite part! 

See you later,
Jhonny.

You have to clean!

I don't know if you have seen "Ramen girl".
Do you?

Well, my mom loves that movie, and every time the TV puts it on, she watches it. And I do as well. We only have one familiar TV, and when somebody controls the situation, everybody has to follow that path... at least until the movie ends, and the battle begins again.

Well, after the twenty times I had saw it, I have been really impressed with a particular scene from the film.

It's this part when she is cleaning up everything, and the japanese character gets really irritating, and begins to bother her. And, as every human would do, she gets really upset and the shouting begins.
She says that she's tired of cleaning. She cleaned the floors, the bathrooms, the windows, the tables. EVERYTHING! And the worst thing of all, was the fact that she was there because she wanted to learn how to make ramen. And this japanese chef had her cleaning the whole place. 
Fortunately, the japanese chef understands her, and he tries to say something nice and deep, but he choose the word "clean". He, sadly, takes his dictionary, and say: "You have to clean..." But he really didn't finish his sentence, because he doesn't know the other words. And, obviously, she freaks out.

"CLEAN?!- You say I have to clean? I'M SICK OF CLEANING! I want to make Ramen!"
The thing is that she ends up leaving the place, and the japanese chef feels really powerless, because he wanted to teach her a lesson, but he didn't find the words.
The girl arrives home, even upset, but when she open the door, her place it's a mess. A REALLY HORRIBLE DISASTER. And she understood.

I have to clean up my life.

That part of the movie gets me really deep. And it's true. Before beginning anything on our lives, we have to be sure that everything on it it's clean up. The first thing to do, before the big first step, it's clean up ourselves, our issues, our problems, our complexes, our bad habits, our weaknesses, our EVERYTHING!
And she understood that very clearly. How can I begin to learn a technique so hard like cook ramen, if my life is such a mess? And, diligently, she began to clean. Like her sensei said.

So, been told all of this, I show you my bedroom.

Yes, it's pretty ironic after all that history I just told you. And that's only the table, because if I show you the rest of the room, probably blogger would shut me down by inappropriate content.
But, the thing is that I understood it too... like, in this right second.
This blog will not be a simple thing for me. This blog will be a life project for me, and that's really big and important. So I don't want to begin this with my life being a disaster. So I decide to pay attention to this lesson, and I will begin with my bedroom (wich has been like this since last year). Just as the "Ramen girl" did. And then follow up with everything else.

See you later... and wish me luck.

My first frame :D

Hi. 

You really will not believe me, but I don't know what else to say... and I'm at the beggining of my first post.
This must be the worst way to begin a blog. But well, I'm here already.

I'll like to begin this explaining you something. I'm Panamanian, that means I'm latin... what means I speak spanish.
But, surely, you must be asking yourself: hey, but why this guy is writting in english?
Well, this is like a "language skills" project... or proof. Whatever.
I really want to become a full bilingual professional, and this is a pretty way to make it.
But, besides being a "language" proof, it's a life project.
On my personal data, you could find what this means... what's the metaphore behind the "Filmstrip" title. But it's in spanish, and before you quit about trying to read it, don't worry. I added a translater on this site, it's just on the right side of this blog. You just have to choose "english", and immediately you will read it perfectly... well, like "google translater" perfectly.

Returning to the subject, this is a "Life project". And what's about?
Well, I'm on college. I'm studying social communications, the production industry, to be specific. But, with the sole purpose to becoming a filmmaker!

Besides all that emotion... that's really hard to become here, on Panama. Like really hard. It's like an illusion, more than a dream. And this blog will be my "Becoming..." journal.
Yeah, that sounds pretty little weird. But, I really hope that you could understand what I mean to say with it.

So, I think this is fine for my first post here. The first frame, from my filmstrip, that I share with you. 
See you.