"Hell is that place where you have ceased to hope," Cronin says among others.
And after such moves as Dimitris Giannakopoulos, who invited Angelopoulos to sit at the same table and discuss about our favorite sport, how to stop hoping? It proves to be more mature than its ancestors and what was happening at their time. The only thing I did not know was whether the two brothers accepted Mr Demetris' invitation to get things in order at last.
I applaud this move, like clapping in from me when I finished the Lost Highway.
And I explain:
When David Lynch decided to turn the movie, he probably knew he would panic in my mind. Sometimes I wonder if the messages he wanted to go through the Lost Avenue were much more agile and complex than what my brain could get or if eventually the director himself deviated from his original idea so much that I'm not responsible, I did not understand why I liked the movie so much. Besides, when you watch a movie of that particular, you feel like a mortal.
And probably like Lynch feels and Mr. Dimitris. That he can do and say what he wants. To have the right, after the final in the Cup, to launch attacks on Olympiacos and next week to feel so mature to sit at the same table as he has already apologizes for chatting beautiful and civilized. "Reluctant Years"? I do not think so...
Can Panathinaikos wear green, maybe the last decade to have a green color, can the clover have the same origin as the boy's Robert, but Greek basketball and let alone the boss of Panathinaikos have no relationship with his hero "The Green Years "by Archibald Cronin. Robert, until he reached his goal, crossed 40 waves from the first few years of his life. But at the same time there were people who were willing to help the little man to accomplish it, because in his face he saw goodness, honesty and will. Characteristics of which Mr Dimitris is a kilometer away.
These are the miles of Lost Avenue, which everyone who decides to deal with this infested sport has to cross. And the distance grows even more when we talk about people who have already contributed to the Greek basketball slide.
One could argue that we should see good-looking moves like this one, but I'm sure I'm not the only one who believes that we will end up again at the end with suicides and mutually offensive-ironic announcements.
So until "Greek" basketball is turned, I will listen to David Bowie and I'm deranged. When I hear it, Mr Dimitris comes to mind.
ΥΓ. O tullamore believes that Venice these days is the most appropriate place to make the meeting between the bosses of the two teams.
