@музыка: аукцыон внезапно
Ребята, завтра открывается выставка к 75летию одного из лучших художников-мультипликаторов (не нашего времени, не мира, просто одного из лучших) Юрия Борисовича Норштейна.URL записи
"Ёжик в тумане", "Сказка сказок", "Лиса и заяц" - это все он, и его чудесная, волшебная, гениальная жена - Франческа Альфредовна Ярбусова.
Вот, что пишет о своей недавней встрече с мультипликатором Виталий Фёдоров:
Билеты по 250 рублей. Кто может, давайте сходим. Я собираюсь завтра.
He wants to work, but his paperwork hasn't yet been finalized at UC Berkeley; he wants to code, but there are no more Jaegers; he wants to do mathematics; he wants to design simulations for closing an already closed breach; he wants to drive himself somewhere; he wants to do something that Newton or alien hive minds have no interest in.
He wants, as he has always wanted, to pilot a plane off the edge of the world.
That is concerning, Sagan says slowly, throwing in with Lightcap this time.
Think about zis rationally, Descartes says. Do you truly believe he might attack you?
Yes, Lightcap says.
His third drift is clean.
In a way.
It is clean in the way that that all terrible decisions made from pure motivations are clean; it is clean like a circuit, clean like fiberoptics, clean like a prism, clean like a paring away, clean like an informed sacrifice in good faith is clean because he doesn't do it from desire, he does in the place of someone else, he does it because he's already been more damaged than Hermann has, he thinks. He does it because they will not stop asking him, he does it because they will start asking Hermann, and Hermann might do it, Hermann has done it, Hermann would do it, Hermann will do it; it is a certainty, it is factual, so Hermann must not be asked, there must be no Race to The Prize a la The Flaming Lips, it must be only Dr. Newton Geiszler of the neuronal debris and the epidermal verdigris who discharges this lien on his cognition in full. That was what he signed on for, his poor, perspicacious past-self, and Newt owes it to past-Newt, to Hermann, and to everyone to control what happens in the aftermath of this apocalypse, averted.
So when they say, 'if you're not interested in helping out, perhaps your colleague would be more amenable,' Newt lifts a hand and eyebrow and comes back with, 'history favors the jerk first published--so, sure. I'll help you. No need to call the physicist, he hasn't got a clue, wasn't even really involved, not in a material way, do not even think about opening my skull, I've got a workaround for that. What are we, barbarians? Build me a ziggurat and ask me again--I promise I'll consider it."
@музыка: central dogma