The Dream Poem, Draumkvedet, a Norwegian treasure of art from the Catholic middle age. It’s about a man who slept for thirteen days, and had the most peculiar visions. He dreamt that he died, went to the land beyond and then to heaven.
On the evening of Christmas Eve, Olav Aasneson decided to rest a bit, [...]
- Å dæ va Olaf Åknesonen som sovi hæve så længje -
En gang for lenge siden, var det en mann; Olaf Åsneson ble han kalt. Da julekvelden kom, skulle han bare legge seg nedpå og hvile litt. Ingen ante da at han ikke kom til å våkne før trettede dagen.
Dette er rammen for [...]
- By Feanare
- Filed under: Essays, Pathos, Poetry, Ramble, Rant, Requiem
- Tags: acting, culture, film, freedom, history, movie, review
When a man starts a film, claiming you will not like him, that he does not want you to like him, what can you really expect?
As ever, I am the last one on earth to watch every movie ever made, also in this case. So, why do I sill choose to write about it? - [...]
Tag: history