think about it

Por três anos esperei pelas legendas desse filme porque o texto é grande e muito rápido para meu pouco inglês suportar. Consegui ver esse filme nesse final de semana e digo com sinceridade: Valeu cada minuto de espera. Grande filme com grandes atores. Kevin Spacey como Larry Mann, Danny DeVito como Phil Cooper e Peter Facinelli como Bob Walker. Tudo acontece num quarto de hotel onde três representantes de vendas de lubrificantes estão se arrumando para uma festa de negócios. É o tipo de filme que gosto, pois é teatral. Isto é, facilmente colocado em linguagem teatral. Basta montar uma sala no palco, três bons atores, um bom jogo de iluminação para dar o clima e está feita a peça. Normalmente quando vejo filmes assim, fico imaginando cada cena no palco. Bem parecido com "12 homens e uma sentença", onde o filme é todo filmado em uma sala de júri.

Não vou nem comentar sobre a atuação de Kevin Space e Danny DeVito porque quem os conhecem sabe que são ótimos atores, mas esse Peter Facinelli me surpreendeu, pois não o conhecia e se pouco me engano, lendo sobre a careira dele, nunca fez nada de excepcional, mas atuar com esse dois feras deve ter dado um puta aprendizado para ele.

Abaixo a transcrição desse trecho do filme.

Phil - There's somethin' I wanna say to you. And I want you to listen very closely... because it's very important. The man we just chased from here...

Bob - We didn't chase anybody.

Phil - The man who just left the room... a moment ago... is a very good friend of mine. Is it because I've known him for a long time? Well, there are a lot of people... who I've known for quite a while. And some of them I wouldn't let wipe my dog's ass. Others I can take or leave. They don't matter to me. But Larry matters very much, the reason being... I can trust him. I know I can trust him. He's honest.

Bob - Is he honest, or is he just blunt?

Phil - He's honest, Bob. He's blunt as well. That sometimes is part of being honest, because there are a lot of people who are blunt but not honest. Larry is not one of those. Larry is an honest man. You, too, are an honest man, Bob. I believe that. Somewhere deep down inside of you... is something that strives to be honest. The question that you have to ask yourself... is, "Has it touched the whole of may life?"

Bob - What does that mean?

Phil - That means that you preaching Jesus is no different than Larry or anybody else preaching lubricants. It doesn't matter whether you're selling Jesus or Buddha... or civil rights... or how to make money in real estate with no money down. That doesn't make you a human being. It makes you a marketing rep. If you wanna talk to somebody honestly, as a human being, ask him about his kids. Find out what his dreams are, Just to find out. For no other reason. Because as soon as you lay your hands on a conversation, to steer it, it's not a conversation anymore. It's a pitch, and you're not a human being. You're a marketing rep. 

Bob - Forgive me if I respectfully disagree. 

Phil - We were talking before about... character. You were asking me about character. We were speaking of faces. But the question is much deeper than that. The question is... do you have any character at all? And if you want my honest opinion, Bob, you do not, for the simple reason... that you don't regret anything yet. 

Bob - You're saying I won't have any character... unless I do something I regret? 

Phil - No, Bob. I'm saying you've already done plenty of things to regret. You just don't know what they are. It's when you discover them, when you see the folly in something you've done... and you wish... that you had it to do over, but you know you can't... 'cause it's too late. So you pick that thing up and you carry it with you... to remind you that life goes on. The world will spin without you. You really don't matter in the end. Then you will attain character. Because honesty... will reach out from inside... and tattoo itself all across your face. Until that day, however, you cannot expect to go beyond a certain point.

Bob - May I go now?
Phil - Go ahead.
Bob - Thank you.

Ah!!! Ia me esquecendo. Ao final do filme é dito o famoso artigo que Mary Schmich escreveu para o Chicago Tribune. Aí vai ele.

Wear Sunscreen

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine. 

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blind side you at 4 PM on some idle Tuesday. 

Do one thing every day that scares you. 

Sing. 

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours. 

Floss. 

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself. 

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how. 

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements. 

Stretch. 

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't. 

Get plenty of calcium. 

Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone. 

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's. 

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own. 

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room. 

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them. 

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly. 

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. 

Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. 

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. 

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. 

Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. 

Travel. 

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble, and children respected their elders. 

Respect your elders. 

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out. 

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85. 

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth. 

But trust me on the sunscreen.