Erase a time a poet who was a pose without a foundation of ideas about what it means to be openly alive in a world that will be heard is different. Una medium of impeccable and always vanguardist work – having a habit, in poetry, more complex and furiously rompedor that he who writes dejrit, to the light of innumerable wheels, ardiendo ante any something – a horse between that which one of us and that’s what we’ve been doing since we had three sails. It’s a poet, it’s clear, Emily Dickinson, and what’s most amazing about it is Alena Smith, show runner of brilliant stratagem, excellence and intelligence Dickinson (Apple TV +), which for the second time dismantles the presence of egocentric convulsions from its bizarre and delicious anachronism.
Because it’s, dice Smith, who’s curtailed, for short, in the musculoskeletal guinea pig’s room on television periodism that Aaron Sorkin commands a decade, The Newsroom, first, and the criminal literary erotic rompecabezas The Affair nevertheless, is the intention of his alukinogeno retreat of the poet. Poeta que 1) siempre fue una improbare fuerza de la naturaleza por más que no saliese nunca de Amherst (Massachussetts) y aparentase cuidar de sus padres –no hay animal más raro y más fiero que la mujer poeta– y 2) si no if the affidavit in life does not run because it does not consider that what it has does not have any value, it is all the opposite. Here is the premise that exploring, with profusion only with the passion of the first class, the second entry of this vowel that has more postmodern literary study than anything else.
Then there are the verses of the poet, and not so much the life, the ones that lead the Marciana sitcom, in that, for example, when one makes a transcendental decision, one has ouija y se les pregunta a los spiritus si haríamos bien o mal en tomarla. As the reading of a poem, the currant, and the thought, is just present in the life of the reader. Hoë ekos van besprekings op Twitter en los fugaces y frívolos, y más o menos polarizados, interambios de opiniones en las fiestas con aspecto de timeline that organizer Sue –cuñada, amante y musa de la poeta– y su hermano en la casa de al lado. His most outspoken, dice smith, to a world Ahí Fuera that Dickinson experimented with at the time, and today, has a ciberespacio in which all time has seen the importation unearthed. Do you prefer ser alguien a ser nadie?
This second time takes place as it is fundamentally important in Dickinson’s life, which retains the temerosa story so much that it thinks of itself as to be, as it is said, and to say its poems, “the sun” to be content with ser “la margarita” a la que el sol “deja crecer”. It is, however, all about the power, the power that the market has to offer, to which the public – a theme of the most familiar, if we can change the work practically almaWhat do social media editors, our editors, do with what we do? Have we not given up looking for the sun, to say that otherwise the sea and create that we create because our alum? -. The sonar description would ligarament more than that which should have been that no hayan echoed a visit to the first. Because, before that, and with the poet in an incomprehensible second plane – Dickinson is not the center of everything he passes -, pierde algo.
Sí, el desacomplejado y divertídisimo hachazo al patriarcado sigue ahí –y la poeta ya no es la unica que jamas se comporta com se se debería en los viejos años 50 del XIX– y el guiño al absurdo del present también que -com the creator enumerates his infinite other works, which from the medium of costume and senora dedicated to make center of flowers, and continues the continuation: “¿Qué esperabas? Soy freelancer”-. For the power of Hailee Steinfield’s interpretation, of a magnetically, attractively profound intensity, is attenuated, lamentably, and not because of its fault, it is due to the fact that it is separate from its salvaged abyss interior. Mientras los que rodean crecen –crece inclus su hermana Lavinia, obsessada adhora con ser una chica mala, and also the sober Jane Jane Krakowski, in the paper of each of her most free mothers–, she empequeñece. Mientras su mundo se expande, la poeta se contrae.
But it is not a game of form and background that pretends to relegate to anonymity in that it feels ever freer – “the family is a volatile man, in a changing plateau”, concluded – the consequence of a clear change of point of view that empobrece the genius of tan necesario artifact, the that best – better than any one, better that any – has been understood and explained what it consisted of, in many ways, it decimates, punk, Emily Dickinson –the best poet, without distinction male and female, of history–, meaning that what consists of poet without more, dedicates itself to this magical and instinctive art that convicts the male of everything possible in phrases. There was a temporary program that took place in the North American Civil War, and Smith was writing during the Capitol rally. We see.