dijous, 19 de juliol del 2012

Treballs d'Amor Perduts

L'entremaliat Cupido fa de les seves al Parc de l'Estació del Nord. Com cada any a finals de Juliol la companyia Parking Shakespeare ens obsequia amb una de les comèdies de Shakespeare a la fresca, aquest cop Love's Labour's Lost. Ja és la tercera vegada que els veig i jo diria que cada any es superen. Els personatges estan treballats, ben caracteritzats i compten amb aquells detalls per buscar la complicitat amb el públic que els fa propers. Per exemple, canten quan convé per acompanyar l'acció i insereixen aquelles referències puntuals al nostre entorn més immediat que arrenquen les rialles de tot el públic. El text, una de les comèdies primerenques de Shakespeare (passat pel sedàs del traductor, of corse) està farcit d'intricades giragonses dialèctiques i jocs de paraules que no crec que sigui precisament fàcil de representar. Però a les seves mans expertes surt natural, com la calor a l'estiu.

Ja sé que tots els que em llegiu habitualment ja l'heu vista (per què hi hem anat junts). Però si algú més em llegeixi, de debò, no us la perdeu. Teniu fins al 31 de Juliol (excepte el dimecres). I és gratuït (a part del mecenatge amb que pugueu correspondre'ls la bona estona). Però aneu amb compte, que podeu acabar enamorant-vos d'una princesa francesa o d'un noble navarrès.

dissabte, 7 de juliol del 2012

Nethack


"Recently, you have begun to find yourself unfulfilled and distant in your daily occupation. Strange dreams of prospecting, stealing, crusading, and combat have haunted you in your sleep for many months, but you aren't sure of the reason. You wonder whether you have in fact been having those dreams all your life, and somehow managed to forget about them until now. Some nights you awaken suddenly and cry out, terrified at the vivid recollection of the strange and powerful creatures that seem to be lurking behind every corner of the dungeon in your dream. Could these details haunting your dreams be real? As each night passes, you feel the desire to enter the mysterious caverns near the ruins grow stronger. Each morning, however, you quickly put the idea out of your head as you recall the tales of those who entered the caverns before you and did not return. Eventually you can resist the yearning to seek out the fantastic place in your dreams no longer. After all, when other adventurers came back this way after spending time in the caverns, they usually seemed better off than when they passed through the first time. And who was to say that all of those who did not return had not just kept going?
"Asking around, you hear about a bauble, called the Amulet of Yendor by some, which, if you can find it, will bring you great wealth. One legend you were told even mentioned that the one who finds the amulet will be granted immortality by the gods. The amulet is rumored to be somewhere beyond the Valley of Gehennom, deep within the Mazes of Menace. Upon hearing the legends, you immediately realize that there is some profound and undiscovered reason that you are to descend into the caverns and seek out that amulet of which they spoke. Even if the rumors of the amulet's powers are untrue, you decide that you should at least be able to sell the tales of your adventures to the local minstrels for a tidy sum, especially if you encounter any of the terrifying and magical creatures of your dreams along the way. You spend one last night fortifying yourself at the local inn, becoming more and more depressed as you watch the odds of your success being posted on the inn's walls getting lower and lower.
"In the morning you awake, collect your belongings, and set off for the dungeon. After several days of uneventful travel, you see the ancient ruins that mark the entrance to the Mazes of Menace. It is late at night, so you make camp at the entrance and spend the night sleeping under the open skies. In the morning, you gather your gear, eat what may be your last meal outside, and enter the dungeon..."


Fa temps m'havia instal·lat el Nethack a l'ordinador, però no m'havia acabat d'enganxar. Probablement perquè moria força aviat (principalment de gana o d'intoxicació per menjar cadàvers en mal estat). Fa relativament poc el vaig veure a l'android market i me'l vaig instal·lar al mòbil. A més, vaig descobrir que algunes coses són una mala idea, a més d'altra informació útil. Finalment he ascendit a l'estat de semidéu assolint la immortalitat 5,468,903 punts.