All language subtitles for O Vampiro da Cinemateca (Jairro Ferreira, 1977) - eng

The Vampire of the Cinematheque

A strange cinematic adventure
of Jairo Ferreira

LANGUAGES

Some other notes on a napkin

For the sake of order
For the sake of... of... of...

of disorder.
For the sake of disorder

SALADA PAULISTA
We already have a branch

The existential situation in this
mental stupidity in S�o Paulo

is hair raising.

One night like this
is enough to drive you crazy.

Neo-anarchism needs you, bystander!

Don't run away!

MONSTER HOUSE

Non-clairvoyance is evidence, and
only the incommunicado can communicate.

Dr. Phibes attacks in S�o Paulo

and will reinvent terror...

You're saved from my plague...

You can celebrate, Brazil!
Because...

Z� do Coix�o has arrived!
And he arrived in the nick of time!

Well, thankfully, thank God,
for the neighbourhood population,

deodorant is cheap!

Not tico-tico, you know, right?
- And what is it, darling, "you know? "

You know, because I'm not a tico-tico,
I'm not a man!

No, but tico-tico is a peck here,
and a peck there! - That's right!

You know what it is? A sweet talk here...
- And a sweet talk there!

Ah, that was good! Now I'll ask the girls!
Are you married, single or a mockingbird?

Against all peace treaties,
all catechesis,

all the laws of the world...
- I'm only interested in what isn't mine!"

Oswald de Andrade,
"Anthropophagic Manifesto"

... are all outlaws
- Pain in the neck!

If you're a fugitive, that's your
problem, see? I don't give a damn...

What was and what is!

By the way, we will test here, really.

if Tupi was or not, or be.

You see? Because... because... really...

He'll come out of the drizzle,
The man who will rule Brazil...

God willing he'll not fail

The pioneer of a new generation

He will be the man
that the world has consecrated

Alagoas, Deodoro
and Nabuco in Pernambuco,

but in the land of drizzle,
on 22nd April,

was born Adhemar de Barros,
the hope of Brazil!

Mussolini's triumphal march..

Charles Foster Kane is really a fascist,

but Orson Welles knows
how to keep his distance

THE STATE OF S. PAULO reports....

Earthquake causes death

and destruction in Guatemala.

= Leaving more than a thousand dead

Radio Havana, Cuba
- Broadcasting from Cuba

Free American Territory

I don't believe this joy is reserved for me,
it would be asking too much.

Oh! Drink your coffee, go on...

Yes, this happened in Guatemala...

The story begins with a sailor,

who seized a blonde...
a blonde on the edge of the dock.

He took her,
and took off her skirt first.

Took off her panties, bra, left the girl
completely naked, forced to suck his prick.

This is a modest tribute

to the Brazilian pornochanchada.

Scumbag... And the pussy,
what did he do with the pussy huh?

He opened up the woman's pussy,
slipped his tongue right in.

Took blood from the pussy.

He grabbed his cock and stuffed it
inside her ass, broke the girl's ass.

The man from the countryside works to
make our land more and more productive.

This is good for Brazil.

If you could know what happened...
Don't even want to know...

Dude, stick a rod in my ass.
There's no one who can stand my mate!

And you, you already have,
haven't you?

Finally, who is Doctor Phibes?
They took her from me, my sweet
Victoria, but I got her back...

- A madman? A poet of crime?
and they will pay for it with their lives.

A re-inventor of signs?

Museum of Modern Art,
Rio de Janeiro, September of 75

Guilherme Vaz gives a percussion show,
he is the Brazilian John Cage.

He did the music for
Julio Bressane's 'The Angel Born'.

25 may be 26,
but 1976 is not 1966

Gentlemen and ladies,
here is the poet Orlando Parolini!

I will recite, my own work,

The poem 'Perdition'

Because I'm sorry

I'll cover my head with ashes

I will wash my feet
with charismatic holy water

With shards of tile
my epidermis I will shave

Because I am sorry

I will fill my mouth with boulders

I will whip my back

A cilice round my waist
will hold my sex

Cushioning my kidneys

On the cross, arms outspread
I will fast seven days, seven nights

Eating the unleavened bread of the Jews

Honey locusts

The sound is crap
and it's Kodak's fault.

It's reduced the width
of the magnetic stripe, to limit

the number of recordings.

Motherfuckers!

Because I'm sorry

I'll puke at the doors
of churches, of factories.

On the thresholds of cemeteries
I'll defecate

that everything is dust

The Testament says

And if you want to know why I am sorry

Do not ask me

Do not ask me!

Do not ask me!

The bomb was diffused in time
by the Buenos Aires police who launched

a rigorous investigation
to catch the terrorists.
Rains cause new floods

Still in Buenos Aires a retired
police chief was killed in prison...

Talk about it, Colonel Erasmo Dias

The reactions of the marginal ones
are the most unpredictable possible.

So I ask: what do
the police do in these situations?

Do they have the capacity at that moment
to reason? But how to reason?

They turn off,
that's natural for a man!

He spoke!

Ah, lost generation,

The last plane passed and they forgot us

On the platform we lie down

Waiting

Waiting

Waiting

Thankfully, this lost generation

was replaced by
a generation of pickpockets.

From Fuller ("Underworld USA")
to Underground in S�o Paulo

"... where over the rainbow...

"...bluebirds fly."

"Birds fly over the rainbow..."

"... why then, oh why, can't I?"

Who is not in the carnival
doesn't remain, eh?

At the Carnival of 75, huh...

In 75 they threw dogs on top of
the crowd. Hunting dogs, pedigree dogs.

I myself almost took a bite,
working...

Of course, it's not a mosque, damn it!

This year, this year there was samba
in the square, but it was a minority.

A smaller crowd.

Guarded by police...

In the chamber of horrors
of the Doctor Phibes of S�o Paulo,

many people continued to EXPIRE
and the cost of living

went ever HIGHER!
Fucking hell!

The victim disappeared
inside a tank of acid or coca cola.

And turned up dead on any street.

While the mass invented
a new sign: the candle!

A candle floating in a soft drink.

The mass is bottled, that's it!

Marcel Duchamp turns in his grave
and our Coffin Joe dies of envy!

If anyone who bores with iron
into consumption is consumed,

we're on the trail,
from anthropophagy.

Anticolonialist,
metalanguage without language

Trans-language

Meta-Super 8

Concrete cinema,
Doctor Phibes in S�o Paulo.

He's a general who turns into
a monkey at an amusement park.

The Nazi executioner Martin Bormann.

A Boris Karloff who speaks
Spanish really well.

Former enemy of the mass,
just hat in hand,

chased down by hunting dogs,
pedigree dogs.

Begging for alms
to drink sugar cane brandy!

Cineclube Oswald de Andrade Today:
"At Midnight I will Incarnate in your Corpse",
by Jos� Mojica Marins

The Paulistana signol�ndia

is basically a house of kibbeh and stigmas.

The Spaniards can no longer be avenged.

But the heirs of Peruvian culture,

who had their empire destroyed,
come back from the catacombs

and swallow the myth
of Rosebud, or Orson Welles, ultimately.

There, in the forest surrounded by flowers,
rests the hermaphrodite.

Fast asleep on the grass,
wet by his weeping.

The moon highlighted its cloudy disk,
caressing with its pale rays

this sweet adolescent figure.

Let's get out of here before
Jeff catches us. Just a minute.

Well, are you coming or not?

Home, James!

Under my left armpit, a family
of toads has established residence

and when one of them fidgets,
it tickles.

Who was that?
- Give him the works.

Come on, it's not working, OK?
- You're rolling!

The Vampire
You like the stroke of a blade

invaded my sorrowful heart

Bold as a lunatic troupe
of demons in drunken parade

"The road of excess leads
to the palace of wisdom" - Blake

Cinema Novo is a gangrenous corpse.

A right-wing movement
that deems itself left-wing.

Glauber Rocha says
he will find the right through wrong.

Glauber is a Brazilian institution.
That is, he will find out

that he is the new Lima Barreto,
in the direct line of Ruy Barbosa.

That is, Ruy Barbo.
That is, Ruy Brabo.

5 km to S�o Paulo
(prepare your lungs and nerves...)

It's no use, Glauber,
you can struggle.

You'll never be the Brazilian Mayakovsky

Enough of musical colonialism...

...goes very well in the streets of
Via Anchieta, but the talk's something else.

I'm thinking of leaving journalism to be

a taxi driver.

It is necessary to invent

new signs.

We must invent

new signs.

"The Signs Hunt" A semiological
safari on video and on screens

The romantic interest of the anti-hero

is a matter of hunting
for the sexual sign.

The most attractive signs
are kept under repression,

but the transvestite is not only
at the forefront by confronting the police.

The transvestite belches, grabs,
patrols, steals, clothes,

corrodes, eats away.
FILMING FILMS THAT FILM FILMS

The silent movies backstage

were always very loud, deafening.

Aham, for you I'd do everything!
Less one thing.

I don't talk about rope
in the house of the hanged.

And I only cross at the sign
after looking around.

You have the breath of 13 cats!

I'll take you to the top of my tower
and you'll see stars!

"The King of the Deck"
films a noisy wreck.

The great head of Grande Othelo
is one fuck of a head.

"The King of the Deck"
African magic.

Candombl�, and the magic of signs,

of the chanchada reinvented.

The screen seen from behind.

The cinema turned inside out.

Concrete poetry may have
the same construction,

from blah blah blah,
from the point of macumba.

One more mirror in this game of mirrors.

If who has, has,
it is because who has, has.

If who does not have, does not have, it's
because who does not have, does not have.

The difficult thing is to repel
PASTRY JOY

It's... Brazilian cinema is today an island
surrounded by kung-fu on all sides.

TOWERING INFERNO

DAGGERS OF KUNG-FU

And attention, ladies and gentlemen.

The third big fire in Avenida Paulista.

Earth tremors in the East and West Zone

Talk about flying saucers in Vila Dalila.

... in this disaster.
They collided head-on.

There are hundreds of wounded.

All available ambulances
are already on site.

First information...

The transvestite is just one
of the modalities of gay Brazil cock.

Marginalized, he became
a success in pornochanchadas.

My business is to make
a politico-sexual sub-chanchada

where the transvestite
will demolish this familiar institution.

Prejudiced.

The script that is not filmed,
but can be projected.

The film is the script of the film
that will be made.

But the script is already a film.

A meta-film.

This gives me one white after another.
- Mirror that mirrors. Comb that combs.

One white after another. Damn, but a white
Project that projects. The bag that...

White
- Shit

The project can be the final product,

but the final product
returns to be projected.

And the important thing
is the discussion around

surrounding... surrounding... surrounding...

30 centimetres of cock, a really thick cock.
He stuffed everything into the mouth...

INDEPENDENCE OR DEATH

Wake up Brazil!

From the equation "I, part of the cosmos",
to the axiom "cosmos, part of the self".

This is a country without memory.

"Country of anonymous pain,"
wrote Oswald

But one must ask:
Who killed Vladimir Herzog?

Violeiro, deaf, dumb and blind
knows nothing.

Andrea Tonacci responds
with his "Bang Bang".

I no longer know
what's mine and what's not mine,

but I'm only interested
in what belongs to others.

This I learned from Oswald.

Monkey tricks and revealing quotes.

They caged the rest
of the monkeys in Brazil.

We want the Caribbean revolution.

Don't Go Near the World
Don't Just Stand There

Don't Knock the Rock

Don't Knock the Twist

Don't Look Back

Don't Make Waves

Don't Raise the Curtain

Order without disorder.

There's no disorder, without order.

The childhood friends
jerked off at the movies.

But today, not everyone gives ass.

Tomorrow is the last day for betting

at Esportiva, whose stores

will be open until 10 pm.

Numerous pink clouds cover the slopes

with multicoloured decorations.

The waves of Tung Ting Lake
pile up like waves approaching the sky.

The people of Long Island
chant songs and move the earth.

HAMBURG

Chancellor Schmidt was assured
that Brazil would not

use for military purposes

nuclear technology that

was received from West Germany.

Numerous pink clouds cover
the slopes with multicoloured decorations.

The waves of Tung Ting Lake
pile up like snow reaching the sky.

The people of Long Island

chant songs that move the earth
The Third World

Freaked out by all this.

I would be able to dream
an equally grand dream

and see the land of hibiscus

fully lit by the dawn light.

"We did not come here to explain,
but rather to confuse" - Chacrinha

"Be open without being eclectic"
- Augusto de Campos

"Is this tomorrow,
or just the end of time?" - Jimi Hendrix

"Our literature is beneath criticism,

but the criticism
is beneath literature"- Augusto de Campos

This new crop of concrete poets...

They're diluting the masters, huh.

1808

Dom Jo�o VI opens the doors
of Brazil to friendly nations.

1977

Minister Armando Falc�o
isolates Brazil from the world.

This movie is dedicated to terrorists

of form and not of content.

The Godard man,
and the camera of Dziga Vertov.

"Ideas are born from form" - Flaubert

Look there, oh, oh, oh.
My business

is not traveling
on a transatlantic bankruptcy.

My name is Jo�o Miraluar.

And epilepsy is my mother!

My godfather, Father Ci�o!

Only the chanchada joins us,
anthropophagically.

Today I'm going to travel
to other galaxies!

But tomorrow I will come back,
to mess up this entropic planet!

Uia, uia, uia, ah, ah
and tica tica bum for who stays!

"The organization is the message" - Wiener

"Meta-critical detachment"
(Shimbun 24.2.72)

Oh, these space travels tire me.

This spaceship is more like a kitchenette,
this kitchenette, more like a magazine rack.

What are you doing there?

I, Marshall MacGang, am taking
the place of Jairo Ferreira, who traveled

to the stars closed
in hypersensitive negatives.

Was he researching a laser film?
Had he adhered to electronic occultism?

Or was he the victim of the squadron?

Not at all, says Machado Penumbra,
anthropological/phallic/fagic filmmaker

who informs us the owner refused to embark
on a UFO reserved for space mutants.

He'd have argued that UFO's
are a means of transport

already surpassed,
a sort of space sled.

FABRIMAR: Built to be
the first forged sanitary metals

Holy Mary! What is it?
What repetition!

Between the word and the act the shadow
descends. The object identified, covered.

A flying saucer, similar to the soul.

"Transforming society" - Marx

We are in contact with serious people
in Brazilian and international popular music.

We have, for example, the great
singer Cabelinhos de Prata. [Silver Hair]

Do you have anything
to declare besides singing?

Absolutely, well perfect!

And what do you prefer to sing?
- I prefer...

However, do you prefer to sing modern or old songs?

Neither modern nor old... - Even old, do
you prefer some kind of music in particular?

Anyway, do you have any favourite cigarette
brands, or don't you smoke? - Oh, I have...

- Smoking, do you prefer to be filmed
smoking, or being recorded smoking?

Are you recording live there?
- No.

Because, until now, I've not seen you
shooting any film there...

I'm going to sing
a very authentic Brazilian song.

See? Listen, turn your camera over there,
get our great friend there too.

The shed was zinc, no roof

No hut there on the hill
The shed is a bungalow

There is no...

And that dawn, Lig�ia de Andrade
was so drunk that she didn't even see

her idol Milton Nascimento, in that bar
at Pindamonhagaba-babababa.

...announcing the dawn

Say a Prayer to Ave Maria

Semen retentus venenun est - Bu�uel

On this day, Jairo Ferreira
was completely devastated.

Affectively, lovingly, politically,

sexually, cosmically.

He went to watch "The Triumph of the Will"
by Leni Riefenstahl.

Filmed the movie, and then
went to a bar in Boca do Luxo,

where he filmed a singer
who was the worst.

Totally the worst.

In the citric-critical
panorama of Brazilian cinema

nothing compares to the
deflagrating figure of Z� do Caix�o,

created by Jos� Mojica Marins.

Who is he? A sadist? A lunatic? A fascist?
Sow disorder between families
- Lautreamont. Change life - Rimbaud

A mutant being? An anthropophagus?
Or is he the Brazilian of the 21st Century?

For being different?
Why not have the same creed?

You are not real!

Reincarnation does not exist!

It is the result
of my tormented imagination.

You're just a vision!
I'll prove you don't exist!

You are the same,
do you know who?

END

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