Ahhh las series, su variedad y calidad tienen algo que ofrecer para todos...sigo House para sentir, y pensar, Dexter para sentir que mi busqueda de proposito es compartida, (merito aparte para los creditos iniciales, una pequena joya!) ...Heroes por la fantasia y el suspenso, Entourage porque levanta el animo y Seinfeld porque...bueno, varias risas antes de dormir es la mejor forma de asegurar un buen sueno.
Lei por ahi que cuando Spielberg filmaba "La lista de..." terminaba tan deprimido al final del dia que pidio que le llevaran los capitulos de Seinfeld para asi reirse un poco antes de dormir.
No entiendo porque demoran tanto en traerlas al cable, afortunadamente existe la net, y ya voy en el 5to capitulo de las nuevas temporadas...

Se demoran en traer las temporadas completas a Latinoamerica porque cuando empiezan a transmitirse éstas aun no están terminadas de producirse, aunque eso afecta incluso a los propios yanquis que al mes y medio tienen que empezar a tragarse reposiciones de temporadas anteriores, en espera de que estén listos los nuevos capítulos

Mi unico problema con las series es que si uno se perdió un capítulo quedó colgado (cosa que me impide hacerme adicto a material que yo sé que es muy power como Dexter, Californication, 24 o incluso producciones totalmente superficiales como Gossip Girl). Por eso, a titulo personal me sigo quedando con las sitcoms, onda Friends, Seinfeld, 2 and a half men y, desde luego, Los Simpson, en cuanto no es necesario ver todos los capítulos para entenderla.

Aunque no cambio las películas propiamente tales reconozco que las series actualmente son una muy válida opción para la creación fílmica.

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No es mio, ni de amigos, ni siquiera es chileno, pero desde que lo encontre, nunca mas vi las series en la tele, de hecho si no fuera por el History, el Travel&Living y People and Arts...estaria pensando seriamente en cortar el cable...los capitulos estan al dia siguiente de su estreno en USA, y tienen todas las temporadas anteriores.

Esto es completamente random, pero está dedicado a tí y a River Phoenix

“A River passed this way” by Alberto Fuguet

Translation by Ma Eugenia Contreras Cortés

At the end of “Stand by me” River Phoenix plainly disappears. Seconds before he confesses to Gordie, his soul friend that he believes he is never going to make it out of this town called Castle Rock. Gordie, who will end up being a writer and who certainly understands something about the human condition, tells River that he is wrong, that he will attain whatever he wants, that he will be whoever he wants to be. But the time, like the rivers passes and flows and the character played by River dies, stabbed at the exit door of a fast food restaurant. Gordie is grown up now, and while he writes he recalls: “Even I haven’t seen him in ten years I know I will miss him. I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was twelve years old. Jesus does anyone? River Phoenix has passed away and we won’t have anyone like him again. He died last weekend, in front of the “Viper Room” a club located in the “Sunset Strip” of Los Angeles, whose owner is no other than the actor Johnny Depp. Phoenix, who was hanging out lately with Samantha Mathis the lead actress of “Pump the Volume”, passed out while he was dancing. Despite of being vegetarian and leading a healthy style, it is said that night he took a drug that provoked him an odd reaction. And he ended his way there. He was barely 23 years old, one less than James Dean. And he just not managed a future full of possibilities. He also managed an impressive past, a great movie curriculum, a series of performances that left a mark. For that, Phoenix will be not just remembered: it is highly likely that he becomes, like James Dean, in something similar to a myth. It is the fact that the death of a young person always impresses us.

But the death of a young actor, tear us apart. Not just because a part of us dies, but because his disappearance alters those cinematographic memories that were already inside our unconscious. And here things start to get confused, because we ultimately believe the actor was a friend of us. Because even if you want it or not, you shared many things with him. A good actor, an actor that always surprises us and tell us new things about ourselves, is capable of creating something much more important than emotions: create recollections, memories. The one who accomplishes that may be satisfied: he is part of history.
River Phoenix grew out in front of the big screen and was able of forming a body of films that always reflected him. His evolution was awesome. Since his debut, like a ten year old dork pudgy kid that along with his friends flies to Mars (in “Explorers” of Joe Dante) until “That Thing Called Love”, the last work of the filmmaker Peter Bogdanovic, Phoenix gave life to the young sensitive guy, to the cool-but still sweet guy, to the slightly bohemian outsider. Son of hippie parents, Phoenix was raised between literature and flowers and had siblings with names so bizarre like Rain and Leaf.
River, meaning río, flowed in a mellow, safe way and it seems he just lost his way at the end. Owner of a subtle charm, wise beyond his age, he was a smart, risky and honest guy, who accomplished being versatile in each of his roles without stopping being himself.
Perhaps the role of his life was rightly Chris, in “Stand by me”, that indispensable and beautiful film of Rob Reiner. Consequently Peter Weir chose him for “The Mosquito Coast”, where he played the son of an insane and dreamy father (Harrison Ford). Steven Spielberg, at his time, gave him the role of the coveted but short part of the young Indiana Jones in the hallucinating prologue of “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade”.

And Robert Redford chose him as his cyberpunk buddy in the recent “Sneakers”. And in the comedy “I love you to death”, of Lawrence Kasdan, he was the young assistant of a pizza place whose owner was an ultra-erotized Italian. (Kevin Kline).
His first and only nomination to the Oscar was for “Running on empty” of Sidney Lumet, where he played a role of a young taciturn pianist that has to stand life in constant uprooting due to his parents are former terrorists.
Member of the star-system without being completely part of it, Phoenix could be the cover of a magazine for teenagers or afford himself the pleasure of working with filmmakers he was just interested in like when he performed the affable role of a marine that has to seduce an ugly woman in order to win a gamble in the film “Dogfight”, of Nancy Saboca. Or when he worked for Gus Van Sant in “My own Private Idaho, a complex and bizarre film that the Zone will release in the Arte Tobalaba cinema as a tribute to the late actor. In this, Phoenix plays a young male hustler, an orphan who suffers from narcolepsy and nostalgia.
The next Phoenix role was going to be next to Tom Cruise and Antonio Banderas, in the adaptation that Neil Jordan (The crying game) was going to shoot of “Interview with a vampire”, the sexy gothic horror novel of Ann Rice. He could not make it. Death, early and unthinkable cut off all possibilities. He is not here anymore, it is certain, but like the Phoenix’s river he will continue flowing. Like all rivers, like all movies. And we will continue counting on him.

uno alucina mucho con esas series que ve , y yo personalmente me imagino en esa realidad distante de mi situacion , que no dudo que suceda y que realmente es una ilusion.
yo a veces me pongo triste cuando se termina porque creo que despues no va a volver y de pronto recuerdo!!!!ahhh!!!1se me habia olvidado que esta proxima semana la van a dar de nuevo( con repeticion y todo)....