I look at the blog I created years ago in an effort to share what I felt, to tell the world that I am, I can also write, to prove myself that I did serve for this, I could rub elbows with other writers, film critics, filmmakers and so on. And so fast I did in some way, I made my famous (in quotes), the blog was working. CINEMANÍA (name given in general is not original, but in particular had a distinct identity) was for me, my refuge. A joy to be unleashed to do a commentary, as he passed by a simple "I liked it" gave me my time to respond. Anyway, my life is summed up criticism CINEMANÍA.
However, this same blog led me to other worlds, which at one time dreamed to be, thanks God and the Web, I could be. But I forgot, the relationship is delayed, it was not him, it was me, I needed time. Now after being in high, low, in joy, in sorrow, as cute in the hell, I realize it was a mistake to be over. I'm on my knees, I have no words to show my repentance, menace and redesign it, and I apologize.
Not so easy, it still promises, and vowed not to post weekly, I do not believe me, certainly, "you have heard, do not worry, my readers, if it is Remember me, be witness of my fulfillment.
Not so easy, it still promises, and vowed not to post weekly, I do not believe me, certainly, "you have heard, do not worry, my readers, if it is Remember me, be witness of my fulfillment.
CINEMANÍA mutate, have movie reviews, stories that have nothing to do with films, articles which have nothing to do with the chronicles, stories that do have to do with it.
It starts from scratch after nearly a year of abandoning the demand is higher, presumably come more polished, with some experience, I am another ... I do not know why. Only I'm back ...
