U le, hawn nofs tuzzana nies kolti fuq dan il-blog. Ningabru fis-salon ta’ Madame Daphné.

So when was this clown ever a Nationalist?

Franco Debono, jekk joghgbok tinsulentanix iktar. Ahna ghixnihom it-tmeninijiet.

Fuq dan l-artiklu biss wkoll imissek titkecca mill-partit. (Good clue who provoked trouble in the eighties ?)

Kont nahseb li jien l-uniku wiehed li nara l-films tieghu.

It would be in black and white, and the only spoken dialogue would be that one phrase “Hekk. Hu go fik.” That’s my tribute to those French arthouse movies.

Then our main, and indeed, only, character, would break the fourth wall, and those words would be addressed to the camera. That’s my tribute to the great Éric Rohmer, who actually insisted that it never be broken.

The film would be one long take, as a tribute to Русский ковчег.

And a voice would read out haiku, in Japanese. As a tribute to Benshi. And to Werner Herzog.

The camera would be fixed. Only the focus would change. From the foreground, with the kneeling samurai in one of those Richard England minimalistic architecture paper sliding screen thingies, to the background and the almond blossom in the garden. That’s my tribute to, er, Frans Sammut and the microcosm and the macrocosm wotsit.

Japanese culture experts among you, and I salute any members of the Malta Ninjutsu School who might be reading this (respect, chaps. Now there’s a feature for Flair), will incorrectly identify one glaring omission as a spoof. But it would be intentional. The samurai will be alone, without the assistant who usually finishes off the job with the katana. That’s my tribute to the Solitude of Man.

There’s worse than Franco. This Italian MP repeatedly parked his Jaguar in a parking spot reserved for the handicapped.

At some point a disabled person got irritated enough to call the police, who removed the politician’s car and fined him.

In a fit of anger at getting his car removed and a fine, the politician slashed the tyres of the vehicle belonging to disabled person. See, there’s no limit to egocentricity.

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Akira Kurosawa is one of my classic film favourites. I have just seen ‘Dersu Uzala’. The Independent (London) describes it as ‘Cinema at its simplest and most majestic’.

Wow, Baxxter, I am impressed. Saw him receive the special achievement award at the 1990 acandemy awards. Superb director..

Don’t remember the ‘ell-mind tree’ in any of his films, but get your drift. Gawd that tongue’s got to be sore.