Pues otra comunión, qué puedo contar... ésta vez fue la prima de la novia de mi hermano. Me mola esta foto como representativa porque enseña un poco lo despierta e inquieta que es María. Además no es la típica foto con pinta de princesita y niña buena; de hecho estar usando un angular (por eso parece que tiene la cabeza muy grande) debería tener un efecto aberrante, pero incluso así me gusta más. Parece que está asomándose por la madriguera del conejo ^^
Por cierto, no he estado haciendo gran cosa últimamente, pero fui con Pedro a ver Alicia en el País de las Maravillas. Fue peor de lo que me esperaba, siento mucho decir esto porque he sido y sigo siendo fan de Tim Burton por mucho que digan que está encasillado (recordemos peliculones como Big Fish), pero ¿¡Qué te ha pasado, Tim Burton!? Espero que esto sea como Deathproof para Tarantino, y que su próxima película sea -como poco- épica.
El otro día estuve pensando en los Teleñecos en la Isla del Tesoro. Si, es una película. Si, es para críos... pero ¡me encanta! Como decía, pensando en esa película en la que sale Tim Curry llegué a la conclusión de que posiblemente el papel de Long John Silver haya sido el papel de su vida. Y sentí la necesidad de poner el vídeo de su momento estelar en película (por supuesto, es una canción. Todas las películas que se precien deben tener un número musical).
Long John: When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation Though you could be a doctor or perhaps a financier My boy why not consider a more challenging career" Pirates: Hey ho ho You'll cruise to foreign shores And you'll keep your mind and body sound By working out of doors Long John: True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without All: And when you're a professional pirate Bad Polly: That's what the job's about Long John: "Upstage, lads, this is my ONLY number!" Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him But to the British he's a hero and they idolize him It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood Pirates: Hey ho ho We're honorable men And before we lose our tempers we will always count to ten Long John: On occasion there may be someone you have to execute All: But when your a professional pirate Morgan: You don't have to wear a suit..... what? Mad Monty: I could have been a surgeon I like taking things apart Bad Polly: I could have been a lawyer But I just had too much heart Morgan: I could have been in politics Cause I've always been a big spender Pirate: And me...I could have been a contender Long John: Some say that pirates steal and should be feared and hated I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie or cheat We're just about the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet
Long John's speech...
All: Hey ho ho It's one for all for one And we'll share and share alike with you and love you like a son We're gentlemen of fotune and that's what we're proud to be And when your a professional pirate Long John: You'll be honest brave and free The soul of decency You'll be loyal and fair and on the square And most importantly All: When you're a professional pirate You're always in the best of company
Pero la cosa no queda ahí. Puestos a tratar de piratas, "The pirate I was ment to be" de Monkey Island es algo digno de ver.
We're a band of vicious pirates A-sailin' out to sea. When you hear our gentle singing... You'll be sure to turn and flee! (Oh, this is just ridiculous.)
Come on, men! We've got to recover that map! That pirate will be done for, when he falls into our trap! We're a club of tuneful rovers! We can sing in every clef! We can even hit the high notes! It's just too bad we're tone deaf!
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
Let's go defeat that evil pirate!
We know he's sure to lose, 'cause we know just where to fire at! We're thieving balladeers. A gang of cutthroat mugs. To fight us off ye don't need guns! Just jolly good ear-plugs.
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
Less singing, more sailing.
When we defeat our wicked foe, His ship he will be bailing! If ye try ta fight us You will get a nasty whackin'! If ya disrespect our singin' We will feed ya to a kraken!
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
All right, crew, let's get to work!
Our vocation's a thing we love A thing we'd never shirk! We'll fight you in the harbor. We'll battle you on land. But when you meet singing pirates...
They'll be more than you can stand.
Oh! That was a good one! No, it wasn't.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
The brass is what we'll polish And the deck is what we'll mop.
You say you're nasty pirates...
Scheming, thieving, bad bushwhackers? From what I've seen I tell you You're not pirates! You're just slackers!
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
I'm getting so sick of you guys and your rhyming. We're ready to set sail, though the cannons need a-priming. We're troublesome corsairs! And we've come to steal your treasures! We would shoot you on the downbeat But we have to rest five measures.
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
No time for song! We've got to move! The battle will be long, But our courage we will prove! We're a pack of scurvy seadogs Have we pity? Not a dram We all eat roasted garlic Then sing from the diaphragm.
A pirate I was meant to be! Trim the sails and roam the sea!
We'll surely avoid scurvy if we all eat an orange. And...! ...um... Well... ...err... Door hinge? No, no... Guess the song's over, then. Guess so. Hokay, back to work.
