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Tonino Guerra: 8 fairy tales for adults
True stories by Tonino GuerraTonino Guerra is a writer, poet, and author of scripts for many films of Fellini, Antonioni, Tarkovsky, and other eminent Directors was a man that his life turned into art.
For example, one of the first gifts he made to his future wife Eleonora Yablochkina (Laura, as he called it), was the birdcage, which he began to fill in the love letters in Italian.
"Laura took notes and tried to read what I wrote. With these notes began her study of the Italian language".
He never gave a banal gifts I could give antique crock, Etruscan beads, old Venetian glass, but most of all — poetry.
He did, it seemed, every minute. He left not only a lot of scripts, poems and short stories, but short stories, "tales for adults". They seems to be nothing fantastic, and at the same time, their stories seem quaint, mysterious and wise as true tales.However, he Tonino Guerra insisted that he does not invent her stories.
WaitingHe was so in love that hasn't left the house and sat near the door, to hug her as soon as she ring the doorbell and say that also loves it. The head was one question: "do You love me?"
But she didn't, and he became old. One day, someone knocked softly at his door, and he got scared and ran away to hide behind the wardrobe...
A game of chess, an Englishman and a Russian met in Capri, they had a short but devastating novel. After the Englishman left for London, and the Russian returned to their Endless expanses. They decided to continue their love of playing chess at a distance. From time to time came a letter from Russia with the next course, and from time to time came to Russia a letter with the numbers from London. Meanwhile the Englishman got married, and had three children. Russian and is married.
The chess game lasted for twenty years. One letter every five or six months. Until one day the Englishman not received a letter with such a tricky move with the horse, he ate the Queen. And the Englishman realized that this move made the other person to notify about the death of his beloved...
The illusion ofa Russian ballerina, who was 70 years old, and she was teaching dance in schools, once conquered quite a young man his tall and slender figure. And he followed her.
Then she rushed to the house, so he couldn't catch her. And bothered, breathing hard, closed in the apartment. Young daughter asked what happened to her.
"An amazing story,' replied the old mother. Behind me followed the young man. I didn't want he saw my disappointed face and my age. Look out the window if he's down there?"
The daughter went to the window and saw an old man who looked up.
Three platesOne farmer, when he noticed that his wife cheated on him, told him to set the table three devices.
And they ate, looking at the third empty plate in front of them.
The script for 10 secondsOnce Tonino Guerra made a bet that I will write a real script with a plot, development and characters with only 10 seconds. Wrote: a woman sits in front of the TV, which broadcast the launch of the spacecraft. When the countdown begins— 10, 9, 8, 7, 6... — she begins to dial a phone number. On the word "start" it connect. And she says only one sentence: "He left."
"... No need to invent stories, I've never done this. To learn more about what surrounds me, every day I read four or five Newspapers. For example, recently I read in the newspaper, like a thief, just released from prison after serving four years, returned home, and the first thing to do is open the cage with the Canary bird and released it. These human cases amaze me, I cut and paste any stories in a large notebook".
Photoone evening he stood in the tram and suddenly felt someone pulling his arm. Young soldiers give it to him as an elderly person. He was embarrassed and sat down: this happened for the first time. Looking at the window, beyond which nothing was visible but darkness, he suddenly felt the whole burden of his years. Since that night he locked himself in four walls, but they could not keep his anguish. One morning he received a letter from a distant city.
Opening it, he found a picture of an old naked woman. No signature or explanation. He put the glasses on and look in the wrinkled face, the familiar features: it was the only woman he truly loved in his life. Knowing the generosity of his beloved, he immediately understood her message.
Think about his suffering, the woman did not hesitate to show him his old body that he was convinced that the feelings are stronger than flesh.
Alarm clockone poor Arab trader was only one service for sale, which he put on his dusty carpet. He noticed that for the past many days, as the old woman interested in his alarm clock. It was one of the Bedouin tribes that move with the wind.
"I want to buy it?" he asked her once.
"How much?"
"A little bit. But I don't know, sell him. If you disappear and he will no longer have work."
"Then why did you put it up for sale?"
"Because it gives me a sense of life. What's he to you? Don't you see that he had no arrows?"
"But it's ticking?"
The dealer set the alarm and I heard a metallic sounding ticking. The old woman closed her eyes and thought that in the dark of night might seem like somebody else's heart is beating near.
"One must live there where the words can turn into the leaves that sway in the wind or steal paint clouds. Behind our conversations have to stand the changing mood of the seasons, echoes of the landscapes where they occur. It is not true that the words free from the influence of noise and silence that have seen their birth. We say otherwise, when it rains or when the sun is pouring into language..."
She much lovedShe loved a lot in life, but in old age it to nothing lying heart. And still it did not leave hope to meet on this earth something familiar.
Finally, loving the Cathedral in Assisi, she moved to this city. Winter nights in the pouring rain she went out with an umbrella on the street, only to not leave alone your pet, uchenogo terrible flashes of lightning.
With the onset of spring, as the morning and evening, the old woman was gentle ogledala dry, warm stones. It was a quiet, unclouded by the love of adultery, which lasted until his death. published
@ Tonino Guerra
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: //izbrannoe.com/news/iskusstvo/8-skazok-dlya-vzroslykh-tonino-guerra/
For example, one of the first gifts he made to his future wife Eleonora Yablochkina (Laura, as he called it), was the birdcage, which he began to fill in the love letters in Italian.
"Laura took notes and tried to read what I wrote. With these notes began her study of the Italian language".
He never gave a banal gifts I could give antique crock, Etruscan beads, old Venetian glass, but most of all — poetry.
He did, it seemed, every minute. He left not only a lot of scripts, poems and short stories, but short stories, "tales for adults". They seems to be nothing fantastic, and at the same time, their stories seem quaint, mysterious and wise as true tales.However, he Tonino Guerra insisted that he does not invent her stories.
WaitingHe was so in love that hasn't left the house and sat near the door, to hug her as soon as she ring the doorbell and say that also loves it. The head was one question: "do You love me?"
But she didn't, and he became old. One day, someone knocked softly at his door, and he got scared and ran away to hide behind the wardrobe...
A game of chess, an Englishman and a Russian met in Capri, they had a short but devastating novel. After the Englishman left for London, and the Russian returned to their Endless expanses. They decided to continue their love of playing chess at a distance. From time to time came a letter from Russia with the next course, and from time to time came to Russia a letter with the numbers from London. Meanwhile the Englishman got married, and had three children. Russian and is married.
The chess game lasted for twenty years. One letter every five or six months. Until one day the Englishman not received a letter with such a tricky move with the horse, he ate the Queen. And the Englishman realized that this move made the other person to notify about the death of his beloved...
The illusion ofa Russian ballerina, who was 70 years old, and she was teaching dance in schools, once conquered quite a young man his tall and slender figure. And he followed her.
Then she rushed to the house, so he couldn't catch her. And bothered, breathing hard, closed in the apartment. Young daughter asked what happened to her.
"An amazing story,' replied the old mother. Behind me followed the young man. I didn't want he saw my disappointed face and my age. Look out the window if he's down there?"
The daughter went to the window and saw an old man who looked up.
Three platesOne farmer, when he noticed that his wife cheated on him, told him to set the table three devices.
And they ate, looking at the third empty plate in front of them.
The script for 10 secondsOnce Tonino Guerra made a bet that I will write a real script with a plot, development and characters with only 10 seconds. Wrote: a woman sits in front of the TV, which broadcast the launch of the spacecraft. When the countdown begins— 10, 9, 8, 7, 6... — she begins to dial a phone number. On the word "start" it connect. And she says only one sentence: "He left."
"... No need to invent stories, I've never done this. To learn more about what surrounds me, every day I read four or five Newspapers. For example, recently I read in the newspaper, like a thief, just released from prison after serving four years, returned home, and the first thing to do is open the cage with the Canary bird and released it. These human cases amaze me, I cut and paste any stories in a large notebook".
Photoone evening he stood in the tram and suddenly felt someone pulling his arm. Young soldiers give it to him as an elderly person. He was embarrassed and sat down: this happened for the first time. Looking at the window, beyond which nothing was visible but darkness, he suddenly felt the whole burden of his years. Since that night he locked himself in four walls, but they could not keep his anguish. One morning he received a letter from a distant city.
Opening it, he found a picture of an old naked woman. No signature or explanation. He put the glasses on and look in the wrinkled face, the familiar features: it was the only woman he truly loved in his life. Knowing the generosity of his beloved, he immediately understood her message.
Think about his suffering, the woman did not hesitate to show him his old body that he was convinced that the feelings are stronger than flesh.
Alarm clockone poor Arab trader was only one service for sale, which he put on his dusty carpet. He noticed that for the past many days, as the old woman interested in his alarm clock. It was one of the Bedouin tribes that move with the wind.
"I want to buy it?" he asked her once.
"How much?"
"A little bit. But I don't know, sell him. If you disappear and he will no longer have work."
"Then why did you put it up for sale?"
"Because it gives me a sense of life. What's he to you? Don't you see that he had no arrows?"
"But it's ticking?"
The dealer set the alarm and I heard a metallic sounding ticking. The old woman closed her eyes and thought that in the dark of night might seem like somebody else's heart is beating near.
"One must live there where the words can turn into the leaves that sway in the wind or steal paint clouds. Behind our conversations have to stand the changing mood of the seasons, echoes of the landscapes where they occur. It is not true that the words free from the influence of noise and silence that have seen their birth. We say otherwise, when it rains or when the sun is pouring into language..."
She much lovedShe loved a lot in life, but in old age it to nothing lying heart. And still it did not leave hope to meet on this earth something familiar.
Finally, loving the Cathedral in Assisi, she moved to this city. Winter nights in the pouring rain she went out with an umbrella on the street, only to not leave alone your pet, uchenogo terrible flashes of lightning.
With the onset of spring, as the morning and evening, the old woman was gentle ogledala dry, warm stones. It was a quiet, unclouded by the love of adultery, which lasted until his death. published
@ Tonino Guerra
P. S. And remember, just changing your mind — together we change the world! ©
Source: //izbrannoe.com/news/iskusstvo/8-skazok-dlya-vzroslykh-tonino-guerra/