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Acendalha Datilográfica #4 – Call Me by Your Name

Muitas são as críticas que preferia atirar para a lareira. Não digo que a respetiva da quarta edição da Acendalha Datilográfica seja necessariamente uma atrocidade, mas meramente merecedora de diversos retoques avaliativos e/ou criteriosos. Mas, enfim, há tanta coisa para escrever. Nomeadamente, hoje. A questão é, mesmo nos seus momentos mais silenciosos, introspetivos ou flexivamente interpretativos, quão menos profunda seria a autenticidade de uma das obras máximas de Luca Guadagnino sem este inesquecível monólogo? Tendo recentemente acabado de ler o livro (quase um ano depois da estreia do filme de 2017), foi-me complicado efetuar outra escolha. O curioso é que as palavras são exatamente as mesmas. Confirmem e percebam porquê.

Sugerido: Call Me by Your Name (Chama-me Pelo Teu Nome, 2017) - Crítica

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Perlman

So, welcome home.

Elio

Thanks.

Perlman

Did Oliver enjoy the trip?

Elio

Yeah, I think he did.

Perlman

You two had a nice friendship.

Elio

Yeah.

Perlman

You’re too smart not to know how rare, how special, what you two had was.

Elio

Oliver was Oliver.

Perlman

Parce-que c’etait lui, parce-que c’etait moi.

Elio

Oliver may be very intelligent, but…

Perlman

No, no, he was more than intelligent. What you two had had everything and nothing to do with intelligence. He was good and you were both lucky to have found each other, because you too are good.

Elio

I think he was better than me.

Perlman

I’m sure he’d say the same thing about you, which flatters you both. When you least expect it, Nature has cunning ways of finding our weakest spot. Just remember – I am here. Right now you may not want to feel anything. Maybe you never wanted to feel anything. And maybe it’s not to me you want to speak about these things, but feel something you obviously did. Look, you had a beautiful friendship. Maybe more than a friendship. And I envy you. In my place, most parents would hope the whole thing goes away, to pray their sons land on their feet. But I’m not such a parent. We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster, that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to make yourself feel nothing so as not to feel anything? What a waste!

Have I spoken out of turn?

Then I’ll say one more thing. It will clear the air. I may have come close, but I never had what you two have. Something always held me back or stood in the way. How you live your life is your business. Just remember, our hearts and our bodies are given to us only once. And, before you know it, your heart is worn out and, as for your body, there comes a point when no one looks at it, much less wants to come near it. Right now, there’s sorrow, pain. Don’t kill it. And, with it, the joy you’ve felt.

Elio

Does mom know?

Perlman

I don’t think she does.

 

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