A date with myself

Let me just tell you: it’s been the most lovely spring weather all week. We sat in the sun during our lunch breaks and I actually had a picnic planned this weekend with some of my friends – but when I woke up on Saturday morning the sky was grey and it just started to rain.
But hey, I knew what to do: this kind of weather calls for cinema! Frankly, the timing couldn’t have been better, as two days ago Beauty and the Beast started in cinemas, and I was dying to see it. (I’ve missed a couple of films in cinema recently, but I couldn’t miss this one!)

It’s Disney’s Beauty and the Beast, and even though living and Rome and enjoying the language and all, I absolutely couldn’t bear the thought of seeing it in Italian. Disney films are magical, and everyone knows the song lyrics in their mother tongue – Well, of course! When you’re a child you don’t care about watching a film in English! – But I feel the songs of Beauty and the Beast, along with a couple of others, are amongst the famous ones, the ones that you know even in English. I mean, Tale as old as Time? It’s a classic! Also, the film has some really good actors in it, with very distinguished accents. It would have been a shame to hear Emma Watson’s or Ian McKellen’s perfect British accent dubbed.
So when I proposed to my friends to see La Bella e la Bestia people seemed quite intrigued. When I told them I was going to see it in the original version (with subtitles) the participation quote dropped to zero. Now, I am not judging. If I was home in Austria, I would have probably gone for the German version too. But living in a big city, where selected cinemas actually show it in English, I had no choice but to go for it!!

In fact, I was very excited to go to the cinema by myself. I had conversations about it with Gonzo in the past. He told me that he often went to the cinema alone, but for me cinema is an experience made for sharing. You get there together, decide what sweets to buy, nudge each other during the most beautiful scenes and afterwards discuss it, of course. This perception might also be due to me being from a small village, where the next multiplex was an hour’s drive away. Spontaneously deciding to go to the cinema was never and option for me and my friends. A car had to be organized (in pre-driving license days also a parent willing to drive us), the timetable was checked and the movie chosen, we departed with enough time to find a decent parking spot and usually returned rather late at night.

Anyhow, it felt special. I dressed nicely and had a spring in my step on the way there. I don’t remember when I last was so excited to see a certain film. I arrived at the box office indecently early and had to kill half an hour in the bookstore next door before the movie started (no complaints about that). During the film it happened only twice that I had the urge to nudge someone to make them notice a continuity mistake or a plot hole. Apart form that, I was totally ok with being “alone” in the dark. It actually felt a bit like the movie was only for me.
I don’t think I need to point out how much I loved the film. I laughed and I cried and I was filled with joy when it finished. I love the design and how they added backstories of the characters and little details to the story. There were new songs and of course the classic ones. All in all I think it is a very good combination of a re-creation of the 1991 animated movie and a modern version. Of course my favourite line was in the end, when Belle suggests the prince to grow a beard. 😉

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The only thing I really missed, was the possibility to immediately share my thoughts right after. I would have loved to talk to my sister about the dresses and the songs, or to Gonzo about the the camera movements and the colour correction. On my way home I called my mum to share my joy and childhood memories and I was humming Belle’s Song and Be Our Guest all the way until I arrived home – then I opened the playlist on Spotify and kept waltzing in my room.

XX, Angie

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Sunday at the Museo di Roma

Today was the perfect museum weather: rainy and grey with the clouds hanging low and as it was the first Sunday of the month entrance to all city-run museums was free. So we decided to visit the Mueso di Roma, at Palazzo Braschi.

The collection of the museum is absolutely huge, so we joined a guided tour focused on Baroque paintings. Unfortunately I am quite illiterate when it comes to the classic arts. I mean, I enjoy looking at paintings and sculptures, it’s just that I understand rather little of it. So when the lovely lady talked about centuries, painters and techniques I didn’t understand much. But the paintings we saw were fascinating and I know that Caravaggio is an important name 😉
I really enjoyed walking through the beautiful palace, admiring not only the artworks, but also the rooms, painted ceilings and grand staircases. I felt a bit like a princess in an enchanted castle – surrounded by Japanese and Spanish tourists that compete to take selfies with famous paintings.

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I did learn a lot about art though and felt very sophisticated when I left. I finished my lovely Sunday with a stroll to Piazza di Spagna and  Via del Corso.

Hope you had a good Sunday too,
XX, a very cultivated Angie

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More tulips!

Today is Saturday. Today I had to get up at 6 am in order to get to university on time to write the Media Planning exam.

We had a written exam first and the prof corrected it straight away – and we had some caffè and cornetti breakfast in the meantime, discussing all the questions, possible answers and mistakes and getting each other nervous for the oral exam that was still to come… Then we were called in to do the oral part. I was rather nervous, but I ended up getting the highest mark (30 e lode). I am in fact rather proud of myself!

On the way home I decided to celebrate my success and the super sunny day with a bunch of tulips and some strawberries – classy.  😀

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(The morning was really sunny and lovely, but it started raining the moment I came home – I guess that’s a sign to grab a book, hide under the blankest and just do nothing for the rest of the day. Maybe have some strawberries for merenda.)

Have a good weekend!

XX, Angie