Tocar os sonhos...

Não consegui ver a cerimónia dos Óscares esta madrugada (é um plano que de há uns anos para cá venho elaborando e adiando, enfim). Mas não resisti a ir espreitar as fotos, os vencedores e respectivas palavras de agradecimento.

Poderá soar fútil, adolescente, poderão argumentar que Hollywood é uma máquina de fazer filmes e que estes prémios são manipulados devido a politiquices de bastidores... paciência. O cinema sempre foi e continua a ser, para mim, um motor incontornável de desejos e sonhos. Hão-de haver politiquices, claro, como em tudo o resto, mas no fim de contas "you have to believe in something".

Especialmente se nos deparamos, sorrindo, com pequenas pérolas de esperança como esta:

"When I was a kid, the only way that I saw movies was from the backseat of my family's car. At the drive-in. And, it wasn't my reality to think I would be acting in movies, so receiving this honor tonight tells me that it's possible. It is possible for a kid from east Texas, raised in South Central L.A. in Carson, who believes in his dreams, commits himself to them with his heart, to touch them, and to have them happen.

Because when I first started acting, it was because of my desire to connect to everyone. To that thing inside each of us. That light that I believe exists in all of us. Because acting for me is about believing in that connection and it's a connection so strong, it's a connection so deep, that we feel it. And through our combined belief, we can create a new reality. "

(Excerto do discurso de agradecimento de Forest Whitaker, vencedor do Óscar de Melhor Actor Principal pelo filme "O Último Rei da Escócia")