Teus sapatos e teu bigode caminham numa estrada de pó e de esperança

- Listen to this, Matthew: "The difference between Keaton and Chaplin is the difference between prose and poetry, between the aristocrat and the tramp, between eccentricity and mysticism, between man as a machine and man as animal". Not bad, huh?

- That's good. Except for me, there's no comparison.

- Why? 'Cause Chaplin's incomparable?

- No. Because Keaton is incomparable.

- Keaton? You think Keaton's greater than Chaplin?

- Absolutely, I do.

- Oh, you're not serious.

- Of course I am.

- You're crazy.

- Come on. In the first place, you can't deny that Keaton's funnier than Chaplin.

- Yes, I can.

- You don't think that Keaton is funnier than Chaplin?

- I don't think anyone's funnier than Chaplin.

- Keaton is! Even when he's not doing anything, he's funny. And he looks like Godard. Keaton is a real filmmaker. Chaplin, all he cares about is his own performance... his own ego.

- That's bullshit.

- It's not bullshit.

- Yes, it is. You Americans understand fuck-all about your own culture. No wonder you never got the point of Jerry Lewis.

- Don't even get me started!

- Listen, when Chaplin wanted to have a beautiful shot, he knew how. Better than Keaton, better than anybody. You remember the last shot of City Lights? He looks at the flower girl, she looks at him... And don't forget, she'd been blind, so she was seeing him for the very first time. It's as if, through her eyes, we also see him for the very first time. Charlie Chaplin, Charlot, the most famous man in the world... And it's as if we've never really seen him before.

E a coisa que mais me marcou nesse Natal foi um excelente documentário no canal Futura sobre Charles Chaplin, que será reprisado agora, dia 25 de dezembro, às 21h. Pra vocês verem como o Natal aqui estava animado, né, fiquei vendo TV com meu cunhado e bebendo vinho...

E UM FELIZ NATAL PRA VOCÊS!