Ao percorrer a blogosfera, dei de caras com um post delicioso que elucidava o quanto os conflitos entre gerações por vezes surgem por causas alheias e por mal-entendidos que poderiam ser perfeitamente evitáveis, facto que não me admirou mesmo nada, só de pensar nos gostos da minha geração face aos da dos meus progenitores, muito embora a coisa se tenha vindo a desvanecer bastante ao longo dos anos, com o claro óbice de que nunca consegui que os meus pais gostassem de ouvir Led Zeppelin, nem muito menos Velvet Underground ou Brian Eno, que o mais a que se atreviam era a balada do Scott Mckenzie San Francisco ou o Ob-la-di Ob-la-da dos Beatles, e mesmo assim com algumas reticências.
O tal post vai na língua original, a inglesa, porque é assim que o acho mais saboroso. E deixo aqui a referência ao blogue.
«Things My Students Said While Confused About Star Wars
So my kids are all about the new Star Wars movies. Edward did a drawing of "Dark Vader" and told me that he's really Anakin Skywalker. I was shocked. But when a co-worker brought in a vhs of the original (non-screwedup) Star Wars, I thought it'd be a good reward to show my little ones last Friday. But it ended up confusing them more than comparing fractions.
First off, the whole chronology threw them for a loop. They, understandably, couldn't figure out why movies that were made twenty years before they were born took place AFTER a movie that's out in the theater now. But that was just the beginning. (It didn't help that the poor kids have only seen episodes 1 and 2.)
Upon seeing Storm Troopers shoot people: "I thought those were good guys. Where's Yoda?"
Upon seeing Luke: "Who is that?" (repeatedly)
Upon hearing his last name: "Is that Anakin's brother or something?"
Upon seeing Obi-Wan: "Who is that?" Then, "Why is he so old?" Later still, "Darth Vader didn't kill Anakin! He IS Anakin!"
Poor bastards haven't even met Han Solo yet.»
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