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Dreamcasting Broadway: A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC
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“I thought that you’d want what I want...sorry, my dear.”
Dreamcasting Broadway: A Little Night Music
Audra McDonald as Desiree Armfeldt
Howard McGillin as Fredrik Egerman
Denée Benton as Anne Egerman
Robert Lenzi as Henrik Egerman
Rita Moreno as Madame Armfeldt
Sydney Lucas as Fredrika Armfeldt
Ben Crawford as Count Carl-Magnus Malcolm
Ruthie Ann Miles as Countess Charlotte Malcolm
Micaela Diamond as Petra
Michael Maliakel as Frid (Carl-Magnus u/s)
Ann Sanders as Mrs. Nordstrom/Ensemble (Desiree u/s)
Elizabeth Welch as Mrs. Anderssen/Ensemble (Desiree u/s, Charlotte u/s)
Hannah Florence as Mrs. Segstrom/Ensemble (Anne u/s, Petra u/s)
Javier Ignacio as Mr. Erlanson/Ensemble (Henrik u/s, Frid u/s)
Paul A. Schaefer as Mr. Lindquist/Ensemble (Fredrik u/s, Carl-Magnus u/s)
Pippa Pearthree as Standby (Madame)
Gabriella Pizzolo as Standby (Fredrika)
Janinah Burnett as Swing (Madame u/s)
Kerstin Anderson as Swing (Anne u/s, Charlotte u/s, Petra u/s)
Nehal Joshi as Swing (Fredrik u/s, Frid u/s)
Travis Waldschmidt as Swing (Henrik u/s)
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Casting Goals: Hello, Dolly!
“Give me an old trombone! Give me an old baton! Before the parade passes by!”
We’ll replace “I Put My Hand In” with “Just Leave Everything to Me” because it’s a better intro and Lillias would sing the hell out of it!
Lillias White as Dolly Gallagher Levi
Brian d'Arcy James as Horace Vandergelder
Corbin Bleu as Cornelius Hackl
Ruthie Ann Miles as Irene Molloy
Usman Ali Ishaq as Barnaby Tucker
Kathryn Allison as Minnie Fay
Kabir Berry as Ambrose Kemper
Rachel Zegler as Ermengarde
Ellyn Marie Marsh as Ernestina Money
Alicia Schumway as Ensemble
Charlotte Mary Wen as Ensemble (Ermengarde u/s)
Cicily Daniels as Mrs. Rose/Ensemble (Dolly u/s, Irene u/s)
Cooper Howell as Ensemble
Gabriela M. Soto as Ensemble
Gisela Adisa as Ensemble (Ernestina u/s)
Grasan Kingsberry as Ensemble (Cornelius u/s)
Hannah Clarke Levine as Ensemble
Jackie Kraft as Ensemble (Ermengarde u/s)
Javier Ignacio as Ensemble
Julius Sermonia as Ensemble
Kevyn Morrow as Judge/Ensemble (Horace u/s)
Madison Alexander as Ensemble (Irene u/s, Minnie u/s)
Mara Lucas as Ensemble
Marcus Shane as Ensemble (Ambrose u/s)
Michael Graceffa as Ensemble
Mike Dorsey as County Clerk/Ensemble (Cornelius u/s)
Nancy Anderson as Ensemble (Dolly u/s)
Nicholas Rodriguez as Ensemble (Horace u/s)
Paul Heesang Miller as Ensemble
Ramone Owens as Ensemble
Ricky Ubeda as Ensemble
Tara Tagliaferro as Ensemble
Tyler Sapp as Ensemble (Barnaby u/s)
William Ryall as Rudolf Reisenweber/Ensemble (Horace u/s)
Allyson Kaye Daniel as Swing
Eric Anthony Johnson as Swing
Hannah Solow as Swing (Ernestina u/s)
Jose Useche as Swing (Ambrose u/s)
Mallory Maedke as Swing
Pedro Garza as Swing (Barnaby u/s)
Honorable Mentions: Hannah Waddingham as Dolly Gallagher Levi Josh Grisetti as Cornelius Hackl Norm Lewis as Horace Vandergelder Nikki Renée Daniels as Irene Molloy
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Antena 3 presented this Tuesday, October 10, in the first edition of the South Festival, Beguinas, a series inspired by the beguinages, communities of women who, since the 13th century, defended an alternative way of life independent of marriage and Church. The new fiction bet will be available sooner for Atresplayer premium users.
Beguinas, which has ten 50-minute episodes, is produced by Atresmedia TV in collaboration with Buendía Estudios. The Beguines dedicated themselves to contemplation, but also to action, through crafts, teaching, or caring for the sick, which provided benefits to society while allowing them to be. This new series takes as reference the history of these women, which has remained hidden throughout the centuries.
The actors Amaia Aberasturi and Yon González star in the fiction. They play, respectively, Lucía de Avellaneda and Telmo Medina, two young people who will overcome the social impositions of the time and risk everything for love in a context that is not conducive to them. Beatriz Segura, Melani Olivares, Jaime Olías, Ella Kweku, Lucía Caraballo, Javier Beltrán, Meritxell Calvo, Silma López, Laura Galán, Elisabeth Gelabert, Ignacio Montes, Antonio Durán 'Morris', Jonás Berami, Jorge Kent and Cristina Plazas, among others , complete the cast of the series.
Beguinas is a production of Atresmedia TV in collaboration with Buendía Estudios. Montse García, Sonia Martínez and Amparo Miralles are the executive producers of this fiction, which will be directed by Rómulo Aguillaume and Claudia Pinto. The script will be written by Irene Rodríguez, Esther Morales and Silvia Arribas.
Marta de Miguel signs the Production direction, Iván Caso and Álex García the Photography direction and Jorge de Soto the Art direction. Bubi Escobar will be in charge of Wardrobe, while Makeup and Hairstyling will be directed respectively by Mariló Serrano and Fermín Galán. Juan León is the Casting Director.
Synopsis
Segovia, 1559. Lucía de Avellaneda celebrates her engagement party with the Marquis of Peñarrosa, a nobleman chosen by her brother. This marriage promises to reinforce the financial and social status of the family, but, in the middle of the celebration, the fiancée receives an unexpected letter from a woman who claims to be her mother and who claims her on her deathbed.
Lucía shows up at the beguinage, where her mother has summoned her. In this place she lives with other women independently and outside the Church. The young woman opens up to a new world that will make her question everything she has known until now. And, furthermore, he will know love through a pure and uncontrollable, but forbidden, passion. He will risk everything for Telmo, a Jewish man who must hide his beliefs and his past.
Main cast and characters
Lucía de Avellaneda (Amaia Aberasturi) Intelligent, curious and combative. Educated and innocent, until her mother's call disrupts her life. In the beguinage she discovers an environment of sorority and critical thinking that revolutionizes her idea of ​​the world and breaks down the walls that her status as a Christian noble woman has imposed on her. When she meets Telmo she feels for the first time an attraction that she has never experienced, but his commitment and loyalty will stop her impulses, determined to fight for what really matters to her.
Telmo Medina (Yon González): Telmo is an attractive, lucid and mysterious young man who hides his Jewish origins. He works in a bakery and supplies the beguinage with what it needs from outside. He doesn't want problems, but he doesn't avoid them either. Loyal, sincere and honest, he cannot help but risk everything for a Christian noble woman.
Marie Anne (Beatriz Segura) Beguine and the successor of The Great Lady, she is wise, strong and enigmatic. Its mission is to protect the beguinage from certain ecclesiastical authorities who fear its independence. Guiding Lucía through the truth, she will help her connect with her mother's spirit and live in the beguinage with other women who, like her, long for a freedom that they cannot find outside. In her past, she loved intensely and had to overcome a traumatic breakup, but that passion is unleashed again, although this time she does not want to repress herself despite the danger of remaining in love with a clandestine and sinful love.
Sibila García (Melani Olivares): A distrustful, surviving and sensitive woman, who grew up in misery and prostitution. Pregnant, she decided to escape and found her place in the beguinage. Her biggest concern is her daughter and, even though she reproaches her for it, she will do everything possible to try to protect her. The succession of Lucrecia is disputed and she competes with Marie Anne for the position of Great Lady.
Guiomar Ruy (Ella Kweku): Nigua, an Antillean slave, was sold to a doctor from Seville who gave her her new name and educated her when he noticed the maid's innate curiosity. She learned the trade of midwife from her mother and cultivated her interest in the human body and botany. She obtained his letter of freedom and decided to move to the beguinage of Valladolid where he can develop his concerns and care for the sick. She has judgment, instinct and knowledge. She gets upset with ignorance, prejudice and evil. Shee feels a deep complicity with Gonzalo, the clergyman, a harmony that sooner or later, she will have to give a name to.
Beatriz García (Lucía Caraballo): Daughter of Sibila and one of the youngest of the beguinage. Innocent, happy and lively. Her sexuality is awakening and she enjoys her body with curiosity and without fear until life outside the walls pushes her to hide her most intimate impulses. Her freedom of thought and work contrasts with that of Lucía. She has a relationship with her mother that has ups and downs, but the love they have for each other is above all. Each has a lot to learn from the other.
Juana Aranda (Silma López): Daughter of Sancho, the owner of the workshop, and sister of Lebrín. She enjoys an independence that was uncommon at that time. She has chosen to enter the beguinage to avoid a bad marriage or ending up dependent on his brother. Intelligent, prudent and thorough. She is in love with Telmo, but wants to be reciprocated. He has such a noble heart that his love does not prevent him from empathizing with Lucía and helping Telmo when things go wrong.
Lebrín Aranda (Jonás Berami): Close friend of Telmo, son of Sancho, the owner of the bakery and the only brother of Juana, the beguine. Rogue, generous and lively, he knows how to live avoiding laws, rules and sins. He enjoys carnal pleasures and lets himself be carried away by Jimena's lust until he discovers her danger and her evil ways. He will use his best resources to try to save the Beguines from the Inquisition.
Rodrigo de Guzmán, Marquis of Peñarrosa (Javier Beltrán): He is Lucía's fiancé. Castilian nobleman, of ancient ancestry and fortune. He is very well connected and has negotiated with his future brother-in-law to settle his debts and open the doors to him in Court in exchange for this marriage. He loves Lucía, she seems to him the right woman to fulfill her role as marchioness. He is dutiful, splendid and traditional, but he does not hesitate to bring out his most sinister side when his commitment is threatened.
Munio de Avellaneda, Count of Vellaví (Jaime Olías): Lucía's brother and heir to the County, but also to the debts left by his father. He needs to recover privileges and fortune, and his sister's marriage is the perfect deal. Arrogant, irascible and proud. He is willing to do anything to save his lineage and keep up appearances.
Jimena Suárez de Córdoba (Meritxell Calvo): Munio's wife. Intelligent, frivolous and capricious. He hoped to live up to his condition, but the Avellanedas' fortune is in debt and the only thing that can solve it is his sister-in-law's wedding. She will do everything possible to help her husband achieve it. She likes to seduce, get the most out of life and cleverly circumvent the rigid rules that her lineage demands. She won't hesitate to play with fire when she meets Lebrín, a hummingbird who, like her, doesn't want to miss out on the pleasures that life offers.
Catalina (Laura Galán): Lucía's faithful maid. Affectionate, smiling, devout and superstitious, she is torn between loyalty to Lucía and fear of Munio. Lucía, her mistress, and the beguines, who will pay dearly for her ignorance. She will do everything possible to correct her mistakes and ease her conscience.
Lucrecia de Avellaneda (Elisabeth Gelabert): The Great Lady of the Beguinage. Daughter of its founder, Leonor Labrit and heir to her legacy for which she had to sacrifice her children, distancing them from her side. Married to Pedro de Avellaneda, who called her crazy, she took refuge in the beguinage where she served as Great Lady. Cultured and mystical, her life and death are surrounded by mystery.
Gabriela Grijalvo (Cristina Plazas): Widow of a renowned printer and mother of Gonzalo. Cultured and respected lady from Valladolid renounced her true love for fear of facing her son's rejection.
Gonzalo de Grijalvo (Ignacio Montes): Clergyman related to the beguinate. Intelligent, attractive and empathetic. She admires the Beguines for their devotion and devotion to those in need, but above all Guiomar, with whom he has great complicity.
Father Lasarte (Antonio Durán 'Morris'): A priest with pretensions, whose greatest ambition is to end the privileges of the beguinages and become part of the Court of the Inquisition. Cunning and scheming, he uses fear and ignorance to manipulate the people and get them to demonize these women, inventing falsehoods about them. His main objective is Marie Anne, the Great Lady, whom he cannot defeat.
Commissioner Utrera (Jorge Kent) The executing arm of the Inquisition in Valladolid. Pursue crimes that threaten the power of the Church. He has the beguines in his sights, but knows the risks of attacking them because they enjoy important social support. Shrewd, arrogant and libidinous, he exercises his power with the arrogance that his position gives him.
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The Reason Why Javier Wears Glasses and Ignacio has a Scar.
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Javier didn’t think that he’d end up in a situation he wanted to avoid at all costs.
He always knew that the other kids didn’t like him for various reasons; too smart, too small, too timid, too shy, too dependent on his siblings to try and even make a slice of a conversation with others. He was friends with few, but it was little and far between. By the time he would muster up the courage to ask them to play, they had already found new friends to mingle with.
Not that it matters. Javier liked to be alone with his books, anyway. And maybe play with his cousins while he’s at it. They were always more of a friend than the other kids in town.
Maybe it was his lonesome tendencies that he had inherited from his father that made him such an outcast. Maybe it was because of the fact that he was his father’s son. But such reveries are trivial when Javier was faced with three older boys that were twice his height, all grinning from whilst they backed them into a corner of an alleyway—the same alley from two years ago—where they ran away from their first encounter of bullies.
“If it isn’t poor little Javi,” the tallest boy, presumably the leader, crooned and snickered, “you’re finally out of your room, huh? Is the baby boy finally growing up? Hey, check this out! El pobre bebe Javi finally came out of his crib!”
“Ay, Dario, don’t scare him! He might call his big strong brother!” They laughed louder.
Javier felt heat rise from the back of his neck. He looked down in embarrassment and fiddled with the hems of his ruana as they continued to taunt him.
He just wanted to go to the pastures using a shortcut. Why did he have to play with his chances like this?
“...can you please let me go? I still have to go somewhere.” Javier squeaked. He flinched when the boys started laughing.
“Oh man, you see this, amigo? He’s practically shaking!” Dario, their leader, hollered. Javier felt more heat rise from his necks to his cheeks and the sting of tears that came from his anxieties manifested like a thousand needles upon his eyes. His heart thumped against his chest and the loose items that were strewn across the near barren alleyway began to shake and float, but the boys in front of him were far too distracted with their own merry taunting to realize. For a moment, he considered just use his powers to create a distraction so he could hightail and run, but then he stopped when he thought of his mother—what would she think if her darling Javier, the most behaved triplet of the three, the one she favored the most, would use his powers against other people?
What would abuela say to you if she found out?
With a deep exhale, Javier kept his mind steady and willed the objects to float down. He just had to endure this for a bit, maybe hope for them to lose interest when he was deemed far too unresponsive.
But of course, it never really did go as he planned.
And he wished he brought one of his Tia Julieta’s arepas with him as a back-up.
“...why are you doing this? I just want to go somewhere, that’s all. I don’t want any trouble.” Javier quivered. Dario stopped his chortles and stared right into Javier’s teary eyes. One might feel sorry; to bully a kid so small and so helpless without the company of his foolhardy brother or his persistently loudmouth of a sister, but it wasn’t the case for this bully, no.
“You see, my uncle doesn’t like your dad very much,” he started to explain. He kicked some dust to Javier’s direction and sneered, “all he keeps talking about is Bruno this and Bruno that, Bruno, Bruno, Bruno! And y’know what, it’s getting really annoying.”
“W-what does that have to do with anything?” Javier felt his hands shake under his ruana. The little control he had with his gift is starting to slip and he could feel the force of his powers trying to take over and envelop everything in green.
Dario shrugged almost nonchalantly. “Nothing really. I wanted to give Bruno a piece of my mind, but that old rat disappeared before I could do anything,”
Javier felt his blood boil and his fingers twitching ever so slightly. Dario noted this as a sign of Javier’s fears and continued with a grin.
“Aww, is the little rat kid shaking?” He leaned down Javier’s level and put a heavy hand on his shoulder. He slowly tightened his grip as his grin slowly faded into a much more serious expression. Much more sinister, “maybe it’s because you look like Bruno so much that I just wanted to poke fun at ‘ya, that’s why. Now be a good little mousey and shut up, would you?”
There was a storm brewing on Javier’s mind, an insatiable itch that was waiting to come out of hiding and cast a shadow of a hurricane in the midst of his adversaries. His fingers twitch, his ruana dancing subtly along with an unknown force. The heat from his neck changed into something far gone, something he couldn’t quite identify. The air shook and hummed, items covered in sinister wisp of green, his bullies looking around in alarm, his eyes snapping up to meet Dario’s and holding his gaze firmly with such an intensity that left the older boy stunned—
“What are you doing to my brother?!”
Suddenly, a fist. A flash of fire. The sound of fighting.
Javier snapped out of his thoughts and backed up on the wall to make himself smaller. His hands shook as he witnessed Ignacio get on top of a fallen Dario and hit his fists against his cheek, his chest, anywhere his hands could possibly land on. Yet the smaller boy was no match for someone of Dario’s stature. Although Ignacio’s force was on full display, Dario pushed him aside with great strength into the direction of Javier’s feet. The older triplet clicked his tongue and stood, extending his arms out to cover Javier from the bullies that were surrounding them.
“Can’t you just leave us alone?” Ignacio practically growled. Dario glared at the boy, a few unshed tears gathering at the base of his eyes. But the brothers scrunch their noses in confusion when he suddenly burst into fits of laughter.
“Oh, you’re in real trouble now,” he put his hand on his swelling cheek, discreetly wiping away the tears from his eyes. It was bright red from the force of Ignacio’s blows, and his knees were scratched from falling on the pavement. He looked like he was holding the urge to cry, but it took Dario an amazing amount of control (and pride) to keep it at bay, “what would your abuela think if I told her you threw the first punch.”
“You hit Javi first!” Fire spewed from his mouth. Dario’s lackeys all took a cautious step back, but he didn’t even flinch.
“Did I? I don’t think so. He’s completely fine,” Ignacio gave Javier a glance. What Dario said was true; Javier didn’t have a single scratch on him. Albeit shaken, sure. But he wasn’t in any pain. Dario looked down on the younger boys and sneered, “no one’s gonna believe you.”
“Mami’s gonna believe us.”
“Are you sure? As far as I know, she’s been grounding you for always causing trouble in town,” he leaned in face to face with Ignacio, unbothered by the smoke that came out of his mouth as he gritted his teeth, “who’s she gonna believe? Poor little me who just got punched and tackled to the ground? Or you? I have the scars to prove it, culicagado. ”
Ignacio’s composure faltered. He promised himself not to cause any more trouble. He promised himself not to bother his mami anymore. The gravity of the situation suddenly tugged on his throat and squeezed his heart. But he couldn’t just stand there and watch them torment his little brother!
Despite the fact that Ignacio was more than willing to throw another punch and maybe burn a bit of his clothes off, he had to control himself and do the only thing he can do in that situation.
“Javi, run!”
Ignacio took a deep breath and spewed fire from his mouth and near the feet of their bullies. They all took a step back in surprise as loose flammable items and the wood from canopies caught on fire. Javier almost tripped in his own steps when Ignacio grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the alleyway and into the main roads of Encanto. They could faintly hear the yells of the bullies calling to them and cursing them as they went, but their own adrenaline had deafened the world’s noises and amplified their thumping hearts as they ran. Although Javier did hear a snippet of a cry for help. Were the bullies injured? Did they accidentally hit them somewhere as they ran?
Javier shook those thoughts away and diverted his attention on keeping up with his brother’s pace.
On the way, they had managed to bump into Isabela and Mirabel just as they finished decorating the pillars of a home. Petals flew everywhere as Isabela was knocked back from the force of the brothers. Mirabel went to her sister’s aid and blinked in confusion.
“Nacio? Javi?”
“Ugh! My dress!” Mirabel snapped her gaze back to Isabela’s and tried to help her sister up, but she was still fuming. Her dress was ruined with mud and dirt! Isabela huffed and cupped her hands over her mouth to yell at the retreating boys, “wait until I tell abuela about this!”
“S-sorry Isa!” They could hear Javi from a distance.
Javier turned back to his brother and tried to tug on his arm, but his grip was far too strong for him to pry himself off. That and paired with the fact that they were practically sprinting across the streets without much of a care of the others that were affected by their momentum.
“N-nacio, slow down!” Javi begged. The boys bumped into townsfolk as they sprinted forth without a word, knocking some adults over and even spilling some cargo along the way. Javier’s pleas didn’t phase Ignacio, instead, he pulled him more and hastened his pace. Javier made sure to yell out apologies to the townsfolk they bumped into, even using his gift to try and help the ones whose produce or items were toppled over from their running.
In a matter of minutes, the siblings finally managed to arrive at the Casita. The main doors opened for them excitedly, but they just came crashing through the courtyard without regard for their own wellbeing. Casita worriedly clanked its tiles when Javier suddenly fell to his knees and panted for dear life. He never ran so fast in his life—not after two years ago with their first encounter with the bullies.
“Y-you didn’t—” Javier paused as he took a deep exhale, “—you didn’t have to go that fast. We could’ve asked them nicely, y’know? I didn’t want to fight.”
“Then you should’ve thought of that before you went out on your own! You know how they’re trying to get into our skins!” Ignacio suddenly bursted out. Smoke rose nose and his mouth as he clenched his fists angrily, his knuckles turning white from his anger.
Javier was taken aback. Ignacio never yelled at him before. In all of their years together, Ignacio had never yelled at Javier. He never blamed him for anything either. It was always Ignacio telling him that everything that he did was right, that the consequences of his actions weren’t his fault. Did Ignacio think that it was his fault that he got into a scuffle with those bullies?
“I…I was just trying to go to the pastures…” Javier flinched when Ignacio’s fire flared from his mouth.
“Even so, Javi! Mami didn’t want you going out for this exact reason! I can protect myself, Angi can fly away, but you’re too—too fragile to be walking around, especially in Dario’s turf!” Ignacio scoffed in his fury, “are you trying to get beaten up, huh? Mami already has enough problems without you walking around and getting yourself threatened by them!”
“Are you…are you saying that it’s my fault?” Javier’s eyes gradually widened.
Ignacio didn’t want to fight with his brother. He really didn’t but his heart was thumping with an anger that he couldn’t quite control; a feeling of great indignation that was already resting on the back of his mind and had taken control over his tongue. He took in Javier’s appearance, and at that moment, he didn’t see his brother, no. He saw his father. A splitting image of the man who had abandoned them for naught without any regard for his children nor his wife. The man who had caused the family a great deal of pain and longing. The man who had his mother cry out in her grief and left her with the sleepless nights and futile attempts to find him amidst the chaos, the criticisms, the unplaced bounties of pity.
The man who ruined their family.
“...what if I told you that it is?” He spat. Javier’s breath hitched and his eyes welled up with tears.
“Why are you acting like this?” Javier slowly stood despite the heat that burned his knees from fatigue, “you’ve been acting strange since last week. You keep avoiding me, keep sneaking out after your chores, and now you’re suddenly telling me that it’s my fault that they keep on messing with us?”
Ignacio bit his tongue and looked away, his fists still clenched and mouth still leaking with flames. Javier stepped forward, placed his hand on Ignacio’s shoulder, and urged him to speak.
“Come on, Nacio. Tell me, please. I don’t want us to fight.”
There was something in Javier’s tone that was nostalgic to Ignacio—like a nurturing voice coaxing him to stop his pranks on his sister and kissing his cheek to make amends. Like the sweet memories of a stuttering man whilst he assured them that their feelings were heard of, that fighting wasn’t the answer to their problems. Those silly voices that he loved to hear every night coaxing him to bed and bidding him a wonderful night of adventure and sweet dreams. That same voice—that same tone—that he used to invoke such warmth to his heart every time he felt small and vulnerable against the roaring tides of his own insecurities.
He hated it.
Ignacio slapped Javier’s hand off of his shoulder. Javi took a step back in surprise and stared at his brother in shock. Ignacio sneered.
“Stop acting like that. Why are you always, always, acting like that?” The older triplet’s voice was low. It sent a shiver down Javier’s spine. There was such raw venom to it that prevented him from speaking any further, so Ignacio continued, “always trying to stay quiet, always being the cute little boy who always needs saving, always trying to become the almighty peacekeeper. You think you’re way better than us since you always keep out of trouble? That you’re so special because you’re—you’re the favorite? Always acting like you’re so helpless when you know damn well you can use your gift to fight!”
“N-Nacio—”
“—stop acting like papá, Javi! It’s seriously getting on my nerves!”
It became quiet. Javier continued to stare at Ignacio as the flames from his anger rose in the sparks. It was unnerving to see him so enraged, especially when Javi had never seen such a display all his life.
Javier was never the one to be aggravated. He was always the calm one, the cool-headed triplet, the silent, forgiving type.
But he felt the same heat he felt in that alleyway crawl from the back of his neck, to his cheeks, and finally dye his sight in red.
“I didn’t want any of this to happen.” Javier’s fist clenched. His hair—the same length as his father’s—swayed with a force unknown to the siblings while his ruana followed suit with its own dance of foreboding. The items in the courtyard were slowly encased in a wispy coat of green and golden sparkles and levitated off the ground. The air shook with intensity and hummed in its master's ire, “I didn’t want to be bullied, I didn’t want to be stuck here at home just so I could avoid them, I didn’t want to be helpless! I didn’t want abuela to scold us again if we used our gifts against people! And most of all, I never tried acting like papá!”
Ignacio gritted his teeth and shoved Javier’s shoulder, more smoke rising from his nose and mouth with flames licking his lips. “Never tried acting like papá? Are you joking? Have you seen yourself? You’re practically a copy of him!”
“I’m not!” Ignacio shoved Javier’s shoulder again.
“You want to be so much like him that you would talk like him, walk like him, even look like him!”
“No! That’s not true!”
“Mami doesn’t even want to look at you because of how much you remind her of papá. Did you know that she’s been crying because of you? That she’s hurting just looking at you?! And do you know why those bullies pick on you? Because you’re a copy of him! Stop giving mami so much headaches and stop. Stop acting like papá, stop looking like papá, just stop!”
“You’re telling me about headaches?!” Javier slightly levitated off the ground and stared right into Ignacio’s eyes, “you? The troublemaker? You always get into fights and go around pranking people! Mami always has to defend you against abuela so you wouldn’t have to sit through one of her sermons! She’s been constantly fixing your mistakes for you!”
“Stop it, Javi! I tried to do everything I can, okay?!”
“It’s not enough! You haven’t seen what I’ve seen; you haven’t heard what I’ve heard! Have you ever thought of how much she’s done for us? Have you tried lightening that load? You didn’t! You think she’s just sad because I look like papá? I can’t help how I act and look, Nacio! You didn’t have to result to violence because of it!”
“You don’t know what I’ve gone through just to defend you! You think I want to fight? You think I threw the first punch because I felt like it? I’m trying to protect you!”
“You could’ve done it without hitting someone!”
“Like what? Say please don’t hurt me in your whiny little voice? Grow up!”
“No, you grow up! You’re a careless idiot who constantly gets into fights and causes trouble in town! You sneak off to slack off on your chores, and you’re doing nothing to make it easier for mami! You’re the real problem here, Nacio, not me!”
In a fit of fury, Ignacio swung his fist to Javier’s cheek and knocked him down from the air. The items in the room vibrated and cracked, hanging pots shattering as they were flung away from the force. Ignacio wasted no time to get on top of Javi and continued his assault, but Javier wrestled for control and tried to flail his body to free himself from Ignacio’s hold.
“You think you’re so perfect, don’t you? You think mami just adores you, don’t you?! News flash, she doesn’t! She hates you! She hates everything about you!” Ignacio grabbed the collar of Javier’s ruana and shook him with great force, the fire from his gift slowly burning brighter in its intensity. Javier gritted his teeth and clawed Ignacio’s arms.
“You still can’t see it, can’t you Nacio? Mami hates you! Not only her, everyone in town hates you! They hate your guts, they hate your pranks, even abuela is sick and tired of you!” Ignacio growled and punched Javier’s cheek. All of the things that were affected by Javier’s telekinetic powers reacted to the impact—some shattering, some caving in on itself, and some straight out going in sporadic bursts of movement and ricocheting from one wall to another.
At some point, Casita tried to pry the boys off of each other by sliding its tiles and trying to at least shift them away from any stray objects that were affected by Javier’s gift, but all of the sentient house’s effort to stop their physical fight has been in vain.
“You think the town hates me?” Ignacio pinned Javier’s shoulders down the ground and continued to wrestle for control. One his hands darted towards his cheek and pressed it down into the moving tiles of Casita. A few flames managed to nick Javier’s cheek, but even if he felt the burns, he didn’t show it, “you haven’t seen how they look at you! A mini Bruno walking around the streets in broad daylight after he abandoned everything? The traitor? The reason why our family is in shambles right now?! They hate you more than they hate me, and it’s all because you’re trying so hard to be him! And most of all, I hate you!”
Javier’s eyes shot open, and for a moment, Ignacio felt a shiver run down his spine when he saw his eyes flicker a dangerous shade of green—much like the eyes that Bruno had when he used his gift. Javier strained one of his arms up shakily and grunted.
“You hate me? Then I hate you more! I hate you, Ignacio! I wish you weren’t my brother!”
A shadow loomed from behind them and Ignacio had to crane his neck to look behind him while holding Javier down. His eyes widened when he saw one of the larger pots hovering right behind them, and with a swing of Javier’s arm, the glow from his gift disappeared and made the pot hurling down at them in great speed.
Ignacio’s instincts kicked in and held Javier close to him and dodged the pot. His fear and surprise made him lose control of his gift, so when he turned to reach out to Javier with a yell, his fire had spewed out of his mouth.
Right into Javier’s eyes.
Despite how Javier had yelled out in utmost pain, Ignacio was fast enough to get them out of harm’s way and shield the squirming Javier from the shattered debris from the broken pot. A piece of ceramic had managed to fly out of control and nicked Ignacio’s brow, and the blood that flowed in rapid streams had managed to impair the vision on his right eye.
But none of that was important. Not when Javier was still in pain.
“Javi? Javi! Oh no, no, no, no— I didn’t mean to—”
“Get away! Get away from me!” Javier ghosted his hands over the hot flesh over his eyes. His sight was blurry, almost white, and it felt like a thousand suns had just assaulted his face. The tears that welled up his face was not of any help to alleviate the hundreds of needles when it streaked down his cheeks. Objects under the influence of his gift were now completely out of his control, and the house had turned into a spiral of a chaotic mess around the two boys.
“J-javi, stay still—I’ll get some help—”
“W-what’s going on?!” Ignacio turned his head desperately to the sound of his Tio Agustin and Tio Felix’s voices. His voice was stuck in his throat, his body shaking in fear, panic, in urgency. He desperately wanted to hold Javier, to tell him he was sorry, to comfort him through his pain, but he kept flailing his arms around from his lack of sight, and it scared Ignacio to think that he had hurt his brother beyond repair.
“T-tio! Javier and I, w-we—I was just—” Felix came to Javier’s aid and held him down in his panic. Javier’s cries were too much for Ignacio; it wedged a knife right into his heart and twisted itself for his sins.
What had he done?
It was all a blur for Ignacio; the way Agustin had come from the kitchen to get an arepa and a damp cloth, the way they had held Javier to try and stop him from hurling objects to them, when Angelina came flying down from her room and gasped when she saw the damage done, how she had cried and held Javier’s hand as the two men resulted into shoving the healing remedy down the throat of the screaming Javier, and how he had cried out to the world that he cannot see past the his own hands that still ghosted over the phantom pricks from his face.
Ignacio had broken his own promise to Javier. He had broken his trust, his brotherhood. The proof lay in a puddle of blood that dripped down his cheek as he refused to eat any of his tia’s food. An act of atonement, maybe. An act of guilt, perhaps. But it did not change the fact that he had left his brother blind.
As the tears that fell down his cheeks mixed with the blood that dripped down to the tiles of their home, he had bowed head in shame, kowtowed in front of his own kin, and muttered a a string of unending apologies that his own brother would not accept in grace.
It didn’t phase Ignacio. In fact, he only apologized more—like a prayer of forgiveness.
He had sinned against his own brother, the one he had promised to protect.
He didn’t know what else to do except apologize in fervor.
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Ahora bien, y esto no carece de importancia, lo subjetivo, en sentido restringido, es metaforizado por la melodía: «Toda alma es una melodía que hay que reanudar; y para ello están la flauta y la viola de cada cual». Pero «toda alma» es también, como se dice en La Música y las letras, «un nudo rítmico». Y en el pasaje de lo melódico a lo rítmico se juega la diferencia entre el sujeto y el Sujeto. Esencialmente, el Libro –el Sujeto– es ritmo: espaciado y escansión, en cierto modo, «lo Uno diferente en sí mismo», según el adagio de Heráclito descubierto en los albores del Idealismo alemán.
Philippe Lacoue-Labarthe, «2. Mallarmé» en Musica ficta. Figuras de Wagner. Traducción de Javier Ignacio Gorrais y Natalia Haydée Del Frari.
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Beguinas (2024)
Lucía de Avellaneda (Amaia Aberasturi) appears in a beguinage after a message from her mother. Lucía questions her previous life and will discover love through a pure but forbidden passion.
Segovia, 1559. Lucía de Avellaneda celebrates her engagement party with the Marquis of Peñarrosa, a nobleman chosen by her brother. This marriage promises to reinforce the financial and social status of the family, but, in the middle of the celebration, the fiancée receives an unexpected letter from a woman who claims to be her mother and who claims her on her deathbed. Lucía shows up at the beguinage, where her mother has summoned her. In this place she lives with other women independently and outside the Church. The young woman opens up to a new world that will make her question everything she has known until now. And, furthermore, she will know love through a pure and uncontrollable, but forbidden, passion. She will risk everything for Telmo (Yon González), a Jewish man who must hide his beliefs and his past.
Soon this series will be on air. The pictures above are some promocional pics (I have some more that I Will probably post during these days), plus here's the official trailer and teaser trailers.
If you want to read about the main cast and the characters, go to this post.
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okay but Ignacio having a vivid dream and waking up to his curtains on fire..... you can't tell me it hasn't happened 😆
I would like it believe that it happens yes HAHAHAHAHAHA That's why he doesn't sleep near anything flammable deadass XD He probably learned his lesson when Casita had to shake his bed furiously after he slept through an almost catastrophe that involved burning curtains KJAHKSD
I also have a headcanon that Angelina floats in her sleep HAHAHAHAHA Her bed is LITERALLY floating too and Bruno has to fish her from the air every morning.
Javier might throw some stuff with his telekinetic powers in his sleep, and depending on how vivid the dream is, the more force those items go flying. (Also omg headcanon: we all know from @cheesy-cryptid’s post about their rooms that the color of Javi's room is connected to his emotions. Imagine it just flickering rapidly to varying colors whenever a good dream shifts into a nightmare GAAAAAAAAWD)
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aschenblumen · 2 years
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En verdad, lo humano es el sujeto. Pero el sujeto del que se trata aquí, el sujeto poiético [creador], excede el horizonte de la simple subjetividad. Es un sujeto en exceso, más allá del sujeto mismo. (...) La humanidad del hombre consiste en su sobrehumanidad. Tal es, de hecho, la lección (metafísica) del pensamiento de lo sublime. Evidentemente, es esa especie de metafísica lo que explica la fascinación de Baudelaire por la música. Solo la música  es capaz de expresar, es decir, de significar, pero más allá de la significación, ese más allá subjetivo del sujeto: lo que, del sujeto, pero en él y como él, atraviesa al sujeto.
Philippe Lacoue-Labarthe, «1. Baudelaire» en Musica ficta. Figuras de Wagner. Traducción de Javier Ignacio Gorrais y Natalia Haydée Del Frari.
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