Przymknąłem powieki, i szeroko otworzyłem siebie. Wiatr w żyłach zamiast krwi, pchał mnie dalej przed siebie…
Ospałego sobotniego dnia wyszedłem na drogę. Opuściłem granice miasta, w jednej chwili stając się elementem górskiego krajobrazu. Widziałem w oddali Terabithie, i zamarzyłem tylko o tym, aby do niej dotrzeć.
Nadjechał Moskwicz z meblami na dachu. Zatrzymał się na moja prośbę, wsiadłem i spotkałem wewnątrz ojca z synem; stolarzy z Gyumri. Starszy potrafił zobrazować geograficznie, gdzie leży Lehastan. Młodszy pomyślał, ze to nad Morzem Czarnym. Przejeżdżając miedzy wzgórzami, napotykamy pomnik na przestrzeni pustki. Miejsce pamięci, walki miedzy Turkami, a Ormianami. Pojawiła się tez kapliczka na zboczu góry. Zapytali, czy wierze w Boga. Uczynili znak krzyża, trzy razy. Po pół godzinie dotarłem do Vanadzoru.
Po krótkim spotkaniu z wolontariuszka z Polski, ruszyłem dalej. Wsiadłem do Lady z trzema panami. Dwoma młodzieńcami i jednym starszym. Zawiła droga na wysokościach i słoneczna pogoda pozwoliła zatrzymać uwagę na ciągle żywych kontrastach jesieni. Nagle z oddali ujawnił się wielki napis ułożony na wysokim zboczu: Jesus. Podczas zjazdu złapaliśmy gumę. Doświadczyłem najszybszej zmiany kola; kierowcy wszystko zajęło 5 minut. Po przejechaniu przez tunel Puszkina, dotarliśmy na rozstaj dróg.
Im bliżej granicy, tym bardziej przekonywałem się o tym, iż znajduje się na najrzadziej uczęszczanej drodze do Gruzji. W pewnym momencie, szlak, który przemierzałem, przestał przypominać drogę. Gruzowany trakt, z dziurami i pozbawiony wszelkiego automaszynowego życia, po dłuższej samotności, stal się dla mnie zdobywany z perspektywy pasażera. Z średnią prędkością 20 km/h dotarliśmy do buforu. Przejście graniczne w Gogavanie żyło tylko w budce pograniczników, z której wydzierały się telewizyjne dźwięki.
Dalsza trasa wiodąca z granicy w kierunku Tbilisi identyfikowała się z bieszczadzkimi drogami leśnymi. Towarzysze przewieźli mnie do Bolnisi (50 km od Tbilisi). Tam w mroku nocy dałem się zauważyć taksówkarzowi, który za 5 euro zabrał mnie do Tbilisi.
Zobaczenie Terabithi nabierało realnych kształtów. O poranku odprawiłem się z mieszkania Piotrka, Anny i Joanny. Metrem ze stacji Rustaveli dostalem sie na Didube. Dworzec autobusowy i jarmark w jednym, na którym niedziela nie odznaczała się sacrum. Znalazłem marszrutę do Kazbegi: koszt 8 lari, czas zależny od drogi.
Gruzińska Droga Wojenna jest nie tylko cudem wytworzonym przez człowiecze ręce, ale i nieodłączną częścią mistycznych kształtów tworzących górski krajobraz Gruzji. Przejeżdżając przez niebo, nad ziemia pokryta śniegiem, dotarłem do Stepantsminda (Kazbegi). Słysząc tylko wiatr, widząc tylko góry, zostałem zagłuszony spokojem jaki zapanował w moim sercu, analogiczny do tego, który przynosi modlitwa… słowa Jana Pawła II: W górach niknie bezładny zgiełk miasta, panuje cisza bezimiennych przestrzeni, która pozwala człowiekowi wyraźniej usłyszeć wewnętrzne echo głosu Boga.; przed obrazem Matki w kościele Tsminda Sameba (Świętej Trójcy) zostały urzeczywistnione.
Na dworcu autobusowym prowokowałem turystycznym wizerunkiem potencjalnych gospodarzy. Starszy mężczyzna za kierownica Gaza krzyczy czy chciałbym nocleg. Pytam zatem, сколько. 15 lari bez jedzenia, godzę się na 20 z jedzeniem. Wsiadam, jedziemy pod dom na wzniesieniu, mijając slalomem pasące się na ulicach krowy. Na podwórzu przywitał mnie młody baranek. Oswojony, dal się pieścić. W mieszkaniu poznałem rodzinę, która w niedzielne popołudnie wzajemnie się odwiedza, przysiadłem do stolika, kosztując na wstępie wina naturalnej produkcji. W kuchennym zamieszaniu wypiekały się keksy, których nieoceniony smak pozostaje nieustannie na podniebieniu. Po zapoznaniu się z przestrzenią, w której miałem spędzić noc wyszedłem na rekonesans po wiosce. Wzdłuż lewego brzegu rzeki Terek, drogą na Władykaukaz pod nachodzącym mrokiem niebem, wyłaniającym miliony gwiazd, dałem się poprowadzić wietrznemu przewodnikowi. W owym czasie nucił pieśń, którą w dole, tuz za urwiskiem mogłem sam zobaczyć…

Są miejsca i nie-miejsca. Do miejsc się wraca, a w nie-miejscu się jest. Do Kazbegi pragnę wrócić.

Zdjęcia wykonane przeze mnie aparatem analogowym; jakość: skan.

I squinted my eyes and opened myself wide. It was a wind in veins, not blood, that made me go further…

In the drowsiness of Saturday I set off. I left the town borders and instantaneously became a part of the mountainous landscape. I saw Terabithia in the distance and dreamt about reaching it.

A coming Moskvitch stopped at my request. Having got in the car I met a father with his son – carpenters from Gyumri. The older could make a geographical depiction of the location of Lehastan. The younger thought it is placed by the Black Sea. Passing between hills we encountered a monument in the open space of wilderness. The place of remembrance of the Turkish – Armenian War. A chapel on the mountain slope appeared. They asked me whether I believe in God and made the sign of the cross three times. After half an hour I reached Vanadzoru.

After a short meeting with a volunteer girl from Poland I kept going further. I got in Lada with three men – two youngsters and an older one. A winding road at heights and a sunny weather enabled me to focus attention on vivid autumnal contrasts. Suddenly, a large inscription, made on the hillside, emerged from afar: Jesus. When going down the road we got a flat tyre. I experienced the fastest change of the car wheel. It took the driver 5 minutes. Having passed through the Pushkin’s tunnel we came to the crossroads.

The closer I was to the border, the more I felt I was on the least frequented way to Georgia. At one point, the route I was travelling across stopped to resemble the road. The road full of potholes and lacking an automobile life, after I spent some time alone, was being attained from my passenger perspective. With an average speed of 20km/h we reached a buffer. The border crossing in Gogavan was alive only in the guards’ box, out of which television sounds were emerging. The further way from the border to Tbilisi identified with the forest routes of the Bieszczady mountains. My companions carried me to Bolnisi (50km far from Tbilisi). There, in the darkness of the night, I was noticed by a taxi driver who took me to Tbilisi for 5 euros. Seeing Terabithia was taking on shape. At the crack of dawn I left Piotrek, Anna, and Joanna’s apartment. Travelling by underground from the Rustaveli station I reached Didube. A bus station and a market in one where Sunday lacks sacrum. I found a route to Kazbegi: the expense 8 lari, the time depends on the way.

The Georgian Military Road is not only a miracle created by human hand, but also an inseparable part of the mystical shapes which are forming the mountainous Georgian landscape. Travelling through the sky, above the ground covered with snow, I got to the Stepantsminda (Kazbegi). Hearing only the wind, seeing only mountains, I was deafen by the calmness which controlled my heart, analogous to that brought by the prayer. The words of John Paul II : “In mountains, the chaotic noise of the city fades away, the silence of the unknown spaces reigns and helps human hear more clearly the inner echo of God’s voice” before the painting of the Mother, in the Tsminda Sameba (the Holy Trinity) church, came true.

At the bus station I was provoking potential hosts with my tourist appearance. An elder man at the wheel shouted if I was looking to find a place to stay overnight. So, I asked сколько. 15 lari without food, I agree on 20 with food included. I got in the car. We were going to a house placed on the hill passing cows grazing on the streets. In the yard I saw a young lamb. It was tamed and let me stroke itself. At home, I met a family members who visited each other in the Sunday afternoon. I made a sit at the table tasting a home – made vine. In the aura of kitchen muddle fruit cakes were baked. Their invaluable taste still remains in my memory. After having acquainted with the space where I was to spend a night I went on a reconnaissance around the village. Along the left side of the Terek River, on the way to Vladikavkaz, under the sky being covered with a darkness and revealing millions of stars, I was led by a windy guide. At that time it hummed a song, which I could see just behind the cliff…

There are places and non – places. We come back to a place. In non – place we are. I desire to get back to Kazbegi.

Photos are taken by me with an analogue camera; the quality: scanned.

Duration: 3:38 | Made: 15.1.08

I was extremely bored and couldn’t come up with anything Peter Pan so I decided to test this song on Jesse and Leslie as I have already made a Peter&Wendy video to this song. I think this fits Peter and Wendy far better somehow but since I made this I might as well upload this.

VIEW/DOWNLOAD:
http://peterpanthimbles.net/?video=237

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Duration: 4:28 | Made: 15.1.08

This story made me immediately think of this song. I know it kinda fits almost anything but in my opinion, especially this story.

VIEW/DOWNLOAD:
http://peterpanthimbles.net/?video=238

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ibu akan pulang musim hujan depan..=)

Film ini adalah film Jepang produksi 2004..

whuaaa… so sweet bangetlah,. apalagi buat cewek2 doyan khayalan kayak aku. nonton film ini berasa banget indahnya..^^

bercerita tentang kisah cinta seorang gadis bernama mio dan takumi..

suatu hari dipernikahan mereka, mio meninggal di usia 28 tahun dan meninggalkan taku bersama anak lelaki semata wayang mereka, yuji. takumi yang memiliki suatu penyakit aneh–yang menjadikan dia nggak bisa berada di tempat yg terlalu ramai–membuat yuji belajar utk mengurus dirinya sendiri.. sementara yuji menganggap bahwa dialah penyebab ibunya meninggal..

bintang arsip…

suatu ketika mio pernah bercerita kepada yuji bahwa orang-orang yang telah meninggal akan dikumpulkan di suatu tempat bernama bintang arsip.. dimana pada suatu saat orang-orang tersebut bisa kembali pulang, sebelum akhirnya harus kembali pulang ke bintang arsip…

lalu setelah kata-kata ibunya bahwa dia akan kembali musim hujan depan, Yuji memercayainya…

dan…

keajaiban itu terjadi, mio kembali di musim hujan..

tapi..

saat musim hujan berakhir,

akankah kebahagiaan itu bertahan?

[mio seharusnya meninggal di usia 29 tahun, tapi kemudian meninggal di usia 28 untuk kembali musim hujan tahun berikutnya]

enjoy this film..^-^

(ak)

hmm…
apa yg pertama terlintas di otakmu saat ditanya tentang “pernikahan”?

when will i finally find the one?

undangan yang membludak?

gaun pesta?

cincin?

upacara yg mesti dijalani?

atau… seseorang yg  setelah kita menikah akan berada di samping kita sepanjang malam? tertidur dengan anggun dan menyenangkan, menjadi yang pertama kita lihat saat bangun keesokan paginya?

pernikahan…

suatu hal yang sakral dan bermakna,

bisa membayangkan bagaimana saat seseorang yang sudah lama dinanti, berlutut di depan kita, menggenggam tangan kita dan bertanya dengan nada berharap serta mata berbinar penuh pesona…

tambah klepek-klepek kalo bonus sunset kayak gini ^-^

sambil bertanya,

“maukah kamu menjadi istriku?”

gimana aku bakalan dilamar yah??ahahaha...

huwaaaaaa….!!!!! =D

it will be so damn cute!

lalu dengan muka blushing menjawab,

“jadilah imam terbaik untukku dan anak-anak kita,”

hyahyahyahya…

pernah nggak sih ngebayangin siapa yang bakalan jadi suami kita saat kita sudah harus nikah nanti? pernah nggak men-subjekkan seseorang utk menjadi the one bagi kita pada akhirnya nanti? menjadi bapak buat anak-anak kita (baik secara hukum maupun biologis =P)?

kalau belum, coba deh, itu sungguh sangat manis sekali…

bayangkan kapan kita pengin menikah,, (24 years old)

dengan siapa … (hihi…dia,, modus muka merah : nyala)

punya anak berapa? (empat,,^^)

hmmm…

semoga pernikahanku kelak, lebih indah dari apa yang pernah aku bayangkan…

membangun keluarga indah,

yang selalu kuimpi-impikan….

cute family

spending time with them ^^

masih membayang-bayangkan,

siapa yaaaa…suamiku nanti?? =)

(ak)

haagendazs,,.icecream

yummy…=)

sejak dulu entah kenapa aku ssangaat sukaaa es krim.. semua jenis es krim kecuali…emmm…tiramissu, nggak tau kenapa yg satu itu aku agak-agak gak suka..

es krim buatku bukan sekedar enaknya doang,

tapi punya banyak makna…

dulu sewaktu SMP, aku dan sahabatku suka beli es krim di minimarket dan kemudian menikmatinya sambil berjalan pulang dan ngobrol ngalor-ngidul nggak jelas…

conello-entah-rasa-apa

atau…

waktu aku nangis dan sendiri…

es krim stroberi selalu membantuku tersenyum..=)

dan..

waktu kami mengucap janji itupun…

ada es krim…

menjadi saksinya…

es krim stroberi

jadi inget ah..=D

hmmm..

i miss him..

(ak)

Nico the chicken died. I think probably the other chickens killed him/her but I guess it could have been internal bleeding. So that’s a downer.

Jude died as well, same day, meaning that we only have one of our original rabbits left (Annie). He was a pretty good rabbit so that was also a downer. We were planning on breeding him to Tera and getting some german/french crosses but… so much for that. My mother put POE in with her the other night though. So maybe satin/french rabbits. They would have nice fibre.

Analise silks has some fresh items in their midnight mania board.. one in each shop. I was lucky enough to bag one.. the other had maxed out before I could get on it. But we have a few more days to get some pretty camisks, ladies. The PinkFishy camisk is shown below, on the left.

Shown above, on the right, is a free medieval gown from the Terabithia sim. There is a free outfit for men too.

• Terabithia: http://slurl.com/secondlife/Realm%20of%20Terabithia/39/20/663
• Analise:  http://slurl.com/secondlife/Talana/165/125/22

Katie Holmes had her hands full this week as she played the role of on and off-screen mom to two little girls, her own daughter Suri and nine-year-old actress Bailee Madison. The trio spent the day in the small town of Mount Macedon – to the northwest of Melbourne – where the 30-year-old actress and her young co-star are lensing new horror flick, Don’t Be Afraid Of The Dark. Florida-born Bailee, who has starred in the films Lonely Hearts and Bridge To Terabithia, was no doubt pleased to have been taken under Katie’s wing so far away from home.

Regards with reverence post: click here

So I was never really a big fan of this movie, but I was watching the ending of it on IFC (so it was English dubbed) and the voice actors made me laugh.  Amung others, Howl was Christian Bale (mmm) and the flame dudge was Billy Crystal….that is so funny…some old fashioned actresses were in it too, like Jean Simmons and Lauren Bacall…its funny because you look up pictures of them and you get those fancy old black and white photos, coooolness…Also, the lil boy’s voice was done by that kid from Bridge to Terabithia, Josh Hutcherson

P.S. ANTHONY RAPP IS ON MY TV, I’M SOOOO EXCITED!  He’s in this movie I’m watchin called Man of the Century…this movie just got WAY more exciting

He better be in this movie every second or I wont care much about it

Although he seems to be playing the exact same character, has a funky scarf and doesn’t want to sell out to the main stream news business
P.S. He’s a camera man, lolz

EDIT:

16 minutes into the movie and I’m afraid we’ll never see my dear again…he quit the paper that the main character works for *tear*

EDIT 2:

He’s back! My dearrrr, haha.  I think he might be back again…he was only on for like 2 seconds but it gives me hope! 

A friend on face book led me to this Yahoo question. Kat goes to a private, catholic school that bans a lot of books. Books like The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, Bridge to Terabithia, The Picture of Dorian Gray and many more. So Kat runs a secret Library out of an empty locker.

How fraking great is she! Here’s her question she wrote in:

Is it OK to run an illegal library from my locker at school?

Additional Details

Here is the link:

http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090305151758AA7dWwd

Many responses in support of Kat in the answers that follow. Take a look.

Affiche française

Jess, un garçon issu d’une modeste famille nombreuse et Leslie, fille unique d’un couple d’écrivains, s’inventent un monde imaginaire, Térabithia, pour fuir la réalité de leur vie quotidienne… Mais lorsque cet univers magique prend vie, ils se retrouvent confrontés à des aventures plus périlleuses que ce qu’ils avaient pu imaginer.

Affiche américaine

Le secret de Térabithia est une adaptation du roman pour la jeunesse de Katherine Patterson Bridge to Térabithia, paru en français sous le titre Le royaume de la rivière, puis Le secret de Térabithia.

Les studios Walden Media, dirigés par Philip Anschutz, ont l’ambition d’adapter des œuvres littéraires pour la jeunesse au cinéma pour redonner l’envie de lire aux jeunes (Le monde de Narnia, La morsure du Lézard, Le tour du monde en quatre-vingt jours, La cité de l’ombre, Le dragon des mers, Voyage au centre de la Terre) . Ils réalisent également des moyens-métrages pour les cinéma IMAX (Stomp, odyssée des rythmes du monde, Les fantômes du Titanic, Aliens of the Deep). C’est donc ici Walden Media, associé aux studios Disney (comme la plupart du temps), qui réalise cette adaptation.

Le secret de Térabithia est un excellente adaptation du roman de Katherine Patterson. Toute l’émotion en est restituée, voire même amplifiée. Il faut noter aussi que Katherine Patterson pour écrire son livre s’est inspirée d’une histoire vraie.

Attention, cependant, ne vous attendez pas à un spectacle du type Monde de Narnia, comme le laisse présager la bande-annonce, car il n’en est rien.

Ma note:

A noter: ce film fut distribué en France par SND (du groupe M6), et ne comporte aucune mention à Disney (sauf quelques fois, à Buena Vista)

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Jess, un garçon issu d’une modeste famille nombreuse et Leslie, fille unique d’un couple d’écrivains, s’inventent un monde imaginaire, Térabithia, pour fuir la réalité de leur vie quotidienne… Mais lorsque cet univers magique prend vie, ils se retrouvent confrontés à des aventures plus périlleuses que ce qu’ils avaient pu imaginer.

Le secret de Térabithia est une adaptation du roman pour la jeunesse de Katherine Patterson Bridge to Térabithia, paru en français sous le titre Le royaume de la rivière, puis Le secret de Térabithia.

Les studios Walden Media, dirigés par Philip Anschutz, ont l’ambition d’adapter des œuvres littéraires pour la jeunesse au cinéma pour redonner l’envie de lire aux jeunes (Le monde de Narnia, La morsure du Lézard, Le tour du monde en quatre-vingt jours, La cité de l’ombre, Le dragon des mers, Voyage au centre de la Terre) . Ils réalisent également des moyens-métrages pour les cinéma IMAX (Stomp, odyssée des rythmes du monde, Les fantômes du Titanic, Aliens of the Deep). C’est donc ici Walden Media, associé aux studios Disney (c’est très souvent le cas), qui réalise cette adaptation.

Affiche américaine

Le secret de Térabithia est un excellente adaptation du roman de Katherine Patterson. Toute l’émotion en est restituée, voire même amplifiée. Il faut noter aussi que Katherine Patterson pour écrire son livre s’est inspirée d’une histoire vraie.

Attention, cependant, ne vous attendez pas à un spectacle du type Monde de Narnia, comme le laisse présager la bande-annonce, car il n’en est rien.

Ma note:

A noter: ce film fut distribué en France par SND (du groupe M6), et ne comporte aucune mention à Disney (sauf quelques fois, à Buena Vista)

Jesse, a boy who feels left out, makes friends with a new student, Leslie. They created an imaginary kingdom, Terabithia, which is accessible by a rope over a creek. They name themselves the King and Queen, and go there after school where they can face their fears and escape a bully. A tragic event occurs, and Jesse attempts to deal with it. Eventually, he manages to build a bridge back to Terabithia.

I’ve recently been enchanted by the movie Bridge to Terabithia. I’m not going to go on a rant about how great I think it is, but I ordered the DVD, original book and movie companion book the day after I saw it, which expresses the gravity of my fondness for it (and my impulsive buying habits).

In addition to that, I did some research on the name ‘Terabithia’. I already wrote about this on the A Place For Us forums, but I thought I’d also post them here because I thought the results were rather interesting, and maybe Terabithia fans will come across it here (also, it’s a good enough reason to do a blog post). There’s also a treat for Myst fans at the end, so those of you who fall into that category; keep reading!

So let’s start our journey through the history of the name Terabithia. The author of the book on which the movie is based, Katherine Paterson, says on her website that, when she had nearly finished the book, she discovered that she probably unconsciously copied the name from the island called Terebinthia, from C. S. Lewis’ The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, the third (or fifth depending on which numbering convention is used) book in the Narnia series. In the book, a sickness on the island prevented Prince Caspian and his men from going ashore.

Interestingly, in Paterson’s book it is noted that Leslie, who named Terabithia, is very fond of Narnia herself. It’s probable that Lewis in turn got the name from the biblical terebinth tree. This is just one of the many biblical references and metaphors in the Chronicles of Narnia. The tree referred to as the terebinth actually exists, under the scientific name of pistacia palaestina. Note the Palastine reference for now.

Now for some lessons in etymology. The word terebinth originates from the Middle English terebinthe, from the Old French terebinte, from the Latin terebinthus, from the Greek terebinthos. Now the Greek suffix -inthos is used to refer to places (for example labyrinthos, place of axes; the first labyrinth was a palace full of axes).

Disappointingly, tereb does not bear any meaning in Greek, or any other language that I could find. However, it is an ancient name for a place now known as Tel el-Athrib, near Aleppo in Syria, now an archaeological site. Notice the Palestine connection here. In fact, there was once a part of Syria that was specifically called Palaestina; the Holy Land. The area of Aleppo is also said to be one of the oldest inhabited places on earth.

Going from these facts, the Greek terebinthos could mean “tereb-place”: the place Tereb. If this would truly be what the word Terabithia originates from, it might mean it is the Holy Land, as well as one of the earliest homes to man.

There is another interpretation of the name Terabithia. The Latin terra refers to earth, place or land, and there’s the English Bithiah, from Hebrew batya, meaning “daughter of god”. As such Terrabithiah or Terabithia is the land of the daughter of God. For those who have seen the movie or read the book, that should seem quite fitting.

The land of the daughter of God, the Holy Land, and the origin of man. I guess my work here is done. Of course I don’t really believe that these explanations are very plausible or intentionally crafted by the author or anyone involved, and there are a lot of gaps and guesses, but I still thought it interested that I ended up with these explanations.

Now for the part the Myst fans have all been waiting for. I went into the A Place For Us chat today and met someone who had played some of the Myst games and seemed to have been quite into it for a while. He told me a fun story, which I’ll quote here:

when we were kids we use to have this game where atrus would leav notes in the garden
and then we’d have to do what the notes said to save cathrine
it was good fun
i don’t think the puzzles i made up were very good though.
actually what i’d do is i had this tape recorder
because my voice was so high, i sounded nothing like atrus
so what we did was you know how those tape recorders have a slow thing
to slow your voice down
we slowed it down to make it sound deep, and it was so hilarious
so yeah, it was either a note or a recorded message, then then u had to go and find all these things in the park

I thought that was fun. Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!

Ayer mis progenitores decidieron alquilar una película, la cual desdeñé en su tiempo, pues pensé que era una película que se aprovechaba del éxito de Las Crónicas de Narnia: El León, la Bruja y el Ropero; pero me equivoqué.

UN PUENTE HACIA TERABITHIA es una película de fantasía y aventuras, pero bien arraigada en la vida real, que llega a tener un pico dramático, mientras escribo estas líneas aún estoy bajo la fuerte impresión que me dejó, pues no tenía ganas de lagrimear frente a mis padres, pues realmente me llegó profundamente, pues parte de los típicos estereotipos juveniles de la escuela para llegar a la amistad profunda basada en las convicciones más arraigadas. Como el “abrir la mente” nos puede hacer escapar de la agobiante rutina que nos hace omitir lo bello de la vida.

Tienen que verla, se las recomiendo: 10/10, una de las mejores de su género, pues analiza a fondo la psicología humana y hace tangible el puente entre la imaginación y la realidad.

UN PUENTE HACIA TERABITHIA
(Bridge to Terabithia)

Dirección: Gabor Csupo.
País: USA.
Año: 2007.
Duración: 94 min.
Género: Aventuras, fantasía.
Interpretación: Josh Hutcherson (Jess Aarons), AnnaSophia Robb (Leslie Burke), Zooey Deschanel (Srta. Edmunds), Robert Patrick (Jack Aarons), Bailee Madison (May Belle Aarons), Kate Butler (Nancy Aarons), Latham Gaines (Bill Burke), Judy McIntoch (Judy Burke), Lauren Clinton (Janice Avery), Devon Wood (Brenda Aarons).
Guión: David Paterson y Jeff Stockwell; basado en el libro de Katherine Paterson.
Producción: Hal Lieberman, Lauren Levine y David Paterson.
Música: Aaron Zigman.
Fotografía: Michael Chapman.
Montaje: John Gilbert.
Diseño de producción: Robert Gillies.
Vestuario: Barbara Darragh.
Estreno en USA: 16 Febrero 2007.

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