Wirkliche Realität ist immer unrealistische
Franz Kafka
I doubt your name - Mia David - means something. I would not have mentioned Mrs. David if I had not written, at the end of the 2000s, several texts for Quarter (a magazine for architecture, design, art and lifestyle), which was edited by Mrs. David - and I am far from it (to admit) that I am interested in the latter affiliations of Mrs. David, an architect (that is, an architect, in Serbian) from Belgrade - not to say Belgrade architect - who has been working since the beginning out of the box, which could be said - as an extremely courageous and versatile Woman (with a capital "Z"), one of the rare sisters who carries (her) head on (her) shoulders - literally in every other respect - but still I couldn't resist and looked at jumps (it goes without saying), her guest appearance at Ivan Bevac - in the podcast (or podcasts, if you prefer) "One Hundred Minutes of Noise" - an extremely popular podcast among the audience that is around fifty - or over fifty.
It could be said that Belgrade - the eternal white city on the banks of two rivers at the foot of Avala - has been irresistibly sinking into impersonality lately - and that "everything looks more and more like it", as basara said recently, "to the uninational Pristina from the eighties of the 20th century, when Albanians walked on one side of the corso and Serbs on the other" - which means that today Serbs who are for Vučić, and the second Serbs who are against Vučić (and "Belgrade on the water") - and hardly anyone remembers that wonderful pre-Vučić era.
Mrs. David's work, despite everything, is extremely interesting because there is no woman (and no man, for that matter) - there is no person who so easily connected - and who, I would say, continues to connect - the public moment of her activity - and a personal, i.e. personal moment - constantly growing (flourishing) on both sides - and the fact that Mrs. David, as a born thirty-year-old, mostly worked on the margins - worthily representing the extremely thin demographic stratum of the so-called informed and aware - knowledgeable and informed - focusing, in other words, exclusively on the (often sterile) intellectual elite (very prone to To cultural snobbery) - that aside...
"(...) that's what you can't understand", says Mia, "that's what you men can't understand - so I'm really a woman who is... how can I say... because my breasts grew when I was se... before it should have been, I've struggled all my life to be looked in the eye - and it was terribly important to me to be smart. Why am I saying this now, I blushed a little... the moment when I realized that I was no longer viewed as a sexual object, that I was no longer... that I had passed that level of the game - I didn't like it at all".
The podcast, therefore, "One Hundred Minutes of Noise" at youtube.com.
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It seems that I have to add a few lines to last Saturday's text - reluctantly, but I have to...
It is (my) luck, therefore, that there was (again) that one character - one and only (name and address known to the editorial staff) - who felt the duty - and the obligation - to introduce me to the so-called real facts after my last Saturday's article about the movie "Supermarket" was published Nemanja Bečanović.
"You missed it," that character tells me, "that movie doesn't even have the potential to become a cult movie." You will not find a single person in Titograd who will confirm that "Supermarket" is worth mentioning!".
I was a little short of life (I was so stunned) to refer to it right there, on the spot Nietzsche - Dem Positivismus, der vor Erscheinungen halt macht und sagt: “Es gibt nur Fakten”, halte ich entgegen: Nein, es sind die Fakten, die nicht existieren, es gibt nur Interpretationen” - but I remembered, luckily, that one of my former friends - a long time ago he bragged to my uncle (deceased in the meantime) - that he had written a scientific paper about Nietzsche (Friedrich Nietzsche - German philosopher, 1844 - 1900) - and that his work published in... now I don't remember where, but let's say that this work was published in some very prominent collection of scientific papers - of an international character, certainly - and Puro (my uncle, who was close to ninety at the time - and as bright as Morača at the very source) asks my friend - What, he said, did you write about? About nothing?!
In that name, I sent off that one and only character with the famous line from The Big Lebowski: "Yeah, well, you know, that's just, like, your opinion, man" - which, speaking of that, could easily pass as a free translation of Nietzsche's words that I just quoted (in the original).
After all, not even a minute has passed - I received a message from that single person - a link to the post - to a photo of my last Saturday's text - to a photo of the ninth page in last Saturday's ART - and that in a decent resolution - posted on the FB page "VHS Production ” just last Saturday, August 20, exactly at 09:56 - with a comment from a single character, I quote: “Zero likes, zero comments, huh?!” - which was, I have to admit, a blow from which, in parallel, two (both) flies died.
Joking aside, if you didn't get it - if it didn't dawn on you that the size of the movie "Supermarket" would be reflected in it - then maybe you should try to imagine an internal screening of the film, in one of these cafes on the ground floor of my building - which would mean five top players, in their late fifties or early sixties, commenting on the film with brandy/beer and peanuts...
Honestly, hand on heart, both hands on heart, I can't think of a film that would be more flexible and inspiring for that kind of (extremely demanding mental) exercise than "Supermarket" - and that's exactly why I said - and I'll repeat: "Supermarket" has all the predispositions for a cult film - the first Montenegrin cult film - with the condition, of course, that on the territory of Montenegro - the homeland of our beloved - including all seven hills - there are those five characters...
"The production company "VHS" was founded in 2016," he says. It was formed primarily with the intention of realizing the film projects of director Nemanja Bečanović, but also cooperation with younger Montenegrin authors and co-production partners from the region" - and below it says: "5 likes & 5 followers".
I want to say that the program "Cinema is working again: Contemporary Montenegrin film 2017-2023" and similar programs do not make sense if we do not talk and write about film - if we do not debate - and, in the end: if there is no criticism - if we do not invest in criticism and if we don't promote criticism - or, in other words, if we don't (all together) create an environment in which criticism can happen. Ministers come and go, women of culture come and go - and disappear with the so-called public scenes, to never be advertised again - and this unfortunate culture of ours, as it is, still somehow remains/survives...
If you don't believe me - ask my friend Popeye...
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