A QUIET PASSION is a highly rated biographical tale about the life and work of American poet Emily Dickinson (starring Cynthia Nixon) and it will be opening in Detroit on April 28th, 2017 at the DIA’s Detroit Film Theatre!
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This is going to be a great movie and a fun time!
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The ticket giveaway ends at Midnight on Thursday, April 20th. Tickets will be mailed to the winners on Friday morning.
Music Box Films, a Chicago-based distributor of foreign & indie films, is releasing director Terence Davies new film, A QUIET PASSION.
Emily Dickinson (1803-1886) was a recluse who lived in isolation and wrote in obscurity at her house in Amherst, Massachusetts. Less than a dozen of her roughly 1,800 poems were published in her lifetime.
Summary:
Director Terence Davies details the wit, intellectual independence and pathos of Emily Dickinson (Cynthia Nixon), exquisitely evoking the manner and spiritual convictions of her time that she struggled with and transcended in her poetry.
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A QUIET PASSION from Music Box Films
http://www.musicboxfilms.com/a-quiet-passion-movies-153.php
A QUIET PASSION @ the Detroit Film Theatre
http://www.dia.org/auxiliaries/event.aspx?id=6078&iid=7522&aux_id=14&cid=100
Praise from Vanity Fair
Praise from the New Yorker
http://www.newyorker.com/culture/richard-brody/a-masterful-emily-dickinson-movie
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Bonus:
Because I could not stop for Death (1890)
By: Emily Dickinson
THE CHARIOT
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.
We passed the school where children played,
Their lessons scarcely done;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.
We paused before a house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.
Since then ’tis centuries; but each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses’ heads
Were toward eternity.
Success is Counted Sweetest (1859)
By: Emily Dickinson
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne’er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
Not one of all the Purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory
As he defeated – dying –
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!
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