A personal review of the film the Quiet place

A Quiet Place is a 2018 American science-fiction horror film directed by John Krasinski, who stars with Emily Blunt, his real-life wife. The film is produced by Michael Bay’s company, Platinum Dunes [Wikipedia] it is In a post-apocalyptic world, a family is forced to live in silence while hiding from monsters with ultra-sensitive hearing.
I had the chance to see this film last week, it was so different then what I had expected.
First at all before seeing the trailer, I was expecting a romantic quiet film, then after the trailer I understood that it a horror movie.
That was ok , the begining of the film was exciting, it makes you posing a lot of questions.
Kind of why everything is quiet, why the family have to stay silent? then some other kind of questions rise in the mind kind of what are those monsters, how they get there, why they did existed in the first place?
All those questions, and the time is passing, the events in the film progress, and the most important thing, there is no words in th film, every second pass and I wait for the actors to speak but they did not.
The producer was clever enough to make he watcher understand what’s happening without words, the only spoken sentence was when the mother makes her husband promise her to protect the children.The film was speechless, but I can’t say quietly.The funny part was when the film’s end and I still waiting for an explanation, and for the character to speak.
I actually wasn’t able to believe that it was the end, just like that without answers to my questions, I was surprised by a way that I made a long historical laugh, I’m not the kind of person who accept being left without explanation, without knowing the concrete meaning of thing. So when the film’s end, I left with even more questions bigger than those of the beginning of the film.I was trying to get at least a conclusion, at least the purpose of the film, so I thought that maybe the writer of the film wants us to know that sometimes to survive you have to stay calm enough, no matter how big is your pain, your emotions or whatever it is you have to hide it and get over it.Maybe he wants to say, that actions matter more than words.You can express love, care and attention by so many different ways, the most important is to show it, but if that was really the idea, I think that I don’t share it totally, yes, it’s important to act, but to express and share positive feelings are important too, the proof that the daughter in the film did not understand and the love of her father to only when he told her. She was thinking that he does what he is doing only buy because it is his duty.One other thought nit relevant to the silence, is what is the point of having children if we can’t protect them? Most of people in the world, doing the same thing bringing more children to a miserable world where they can’t protect their children, I was wondering why? maybe this uncertainty is necessary for evolution, who can tell? it’s true that mother nature has weird ways.Anyways the film in general was good enough, and intriguing.It makes you think, it was a new kind for me, new experience, I’m not used to this kind of presentation.And I can advise people to see it.



Local elections

Today it’s the municipal election day, and it’s supposed to be the first free and honest municipal-election in the history of my country.
And despite of all of that, I won’t go to vote, I know that I’m supposed to stand for that right, that people and especially women, had fought for it, it’s supposed that I won’t drop my chance for changing, but like almost all Tunisians I feel disappointed.
I mean after the revolution of 2011, we hoped really for the best, we have tried to change things, to make our country a better place. but we were deceived by politicians. Life here is getting harder and harder.
I have friends from civil society, who is trying to convince us that if we don’t vote, then we cannot control or charges the people who will get the authority. Ad that even if, election is not the best way to improve the situation, but it’s all we get for now.
But for me, I say, I voted or not, we will not be able to control them anyway, we will not be able to questioning their decisions. Beside it’s already known who will win, we have two big political parties in the country one of them is already full of splits and problems and the other one is controlling the whole country since it won in the election of 2011, so basically the Islamist will win the municipal election too.
Democracy should be built, on principals, on mentality, it should be seen in the people actings and everyday life, otherwise it will be only theoretical, and kind of just a show.

We should work on the next generation, to teach them the principals of democracy, the principals of managing their public life. Well, I know that some people will tell me that we should deal with what we have now, and work for the future simultaneously.
Well, that could be true, but anyway I decided not to go.

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That moment when your head is just full of ideas, but you feel like they can’t find the way out.
Like they are trapped inside your skull, your hand can’t know how to tap words anymore, and like your pen is out of ink, but you try anyway to get them out and to express them.
I feel this way , words trapped in my head.
I want to talk about the death of my bunny, which I really miss.
I want to write a review about that TV-show -The Timeless- I started to watch two or three days ago, and I feel amazing about it and fill me with reflexions. Maybe even I can go further and write a review about some books that I have been reading, or write something more scientific or about the professional fields. Without mentioning that story that I wish to write since forever.
I don’t know. Probably the answer is that I just should start to write and words will just show up when I need them. But some other time I just think, so, what? why am I writing this in the first place, well who cares?
Anyway, writing and blogging are about sharing, and that’s what I’m doing I share stuff, even if nobody cares, maybe one day that would be helpful for someone.

Lost in Space -review

Lost in space

Lost in space is an American science fiction series diffuse on Netflix, well the series is newly produced and freshly broadcasted on 13 April 2018.
It’s a nice series despite that the story is quite classic. I mean: facing difficulties, landing on a habitable planet, meeting extraterrestrial life, than, extraterrestrial intelligence, and honestly, I don’t know why almost all science fiction series and films, which talk about space, have to put a black hole somewhere in the story. And with all of that they added to the mixture, some spiteful Dr Smith, as usual, it has to be that rancorous person-who was in reality a victim of a bad past, so he finds himself acting like an asshole, as a reaction to that past- .
Anyway, all the elements of a classic science-fiction party was there, like if this is the top of the human imagination, we cannot imagine any other element despite science is really full of new fact and theories. However, this combination of classical element come into a new suit, fancy and elegant, the suspension was at the appointment, the expression of human feelings like fear, confusion, hesitation, courage, was great, well played by the actors.
The philosophy of guilt, narcissism, protection, self identification, sacrifices, and the morality of a super-intelligence, are put on the table, but you can’t see them only if you try to look a little deeper than just the events presented in each episode.

Generally, I liked watching the serie I hope that the next season come out fast and may it be more creative, joyable and full of suspense.

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Bring more great people…Before their death

I gave up writing in my blog since for a while , because I feel that anyway, no one cares or interact with me in here , but I have to say that I love writing and sharing stories and thoughts. So no matter how far I go, I always came back.
I have a lot of thoughts to share , and sometimes I don’t know from where to start.
But the last thought I had was about the news of the suicide of a man , it seems an ordinary news ,that could happen everyday, but the man was an artist a writer, I have read for him once or twice he wasn’t famous and he haven’t things published in the paper,he was writing on his FB account, I have remarked his death because the huge number of the common friends, which according to those friends he was truly a great guy. So the idea was that we usually regret knowing some people in our lives and it’s rarely when we regret that we missed the opportunity to know someone great.
This is what I felt, I said that -damns- how I had not noticed him before he die.
How I missed such person.
How great, it’s to make from yourself a great person to a point that you make people regretting not to know you.
Let us try to forget about the wrong people that we regretted knowing them , and try to bring more great people the kind that we regret not knowing them before a while.

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languages difficulties

Language is just a way to communicate, it’s not science, it’s not something fixed or stable
The same language could changes according to time and countries and it would vanish anytime.
I agree that it’s something amazing, but I hate how some people deal with it and how they became so strict about apply its rules.
They make it look difficult; it makes it look ugly
So what if you forget an “e” in French or that thing of “é” and “è” why it should make a big difference.
Or in Italian all those one letter differences, or in Arabic this story of the letter “A” how it changes its form.and we can find such things in almost all languages.
That makes it look hard and ugly, I’ve been studying French for 19 years now and I still not good at it, I know Arabic since I start learning, writing and reading and I still make mistakes on it, I can’t get how people could be perfect at those things. that give me headaches, it’s supposed that rules are made to make life easier but I don’t think so, it makes it complicated for me


I want to die


some days i wake up and the only thing I do is repeating in my head that I want to die
actually I don’t know why
I’m not sad not bad and not shy
but I keep thinking that I want to die

I work I laugh I eat and I lie
so nobody could know that I want to die

Blogging activism of young women

Hi guys I hope you are all fine
I’m glad to share with you the work made by my friend Mrs Sofia a doctor in sociology, she made this study, basing on a comparison between my blog and the blog of Yen a young vitamiene woman.
I’m happy to be a part of this, at least what I’m writing could be interesting for someone
I hope that this study would help someone or maybe it would help to make the world a better place, I don’t know how but we can’t never underestimate the butterfly effect if a butterfly flapping it’s wings in Brazil can make a tornado in Texas, who know about the effect that could make a good study made somewhere in this earth


Jasmin Revolution from a personal and local point of view

Those are events in peoples lives that make a big difference to their future. also in nations the same thing happens and some events could change the world face. And despite it seems that we talking about two different scales (a person and a nation) but the two things are related and infect each other in a manner or in another.

Six  years  ago, accurate an event that had changed the view in the Arab region and somehow it does affect the whole world too. IT’s the Jasmin revolution the Tunisian revolution, everybody knows how the event of someone who burned himself to death lead the whole country to revolt and how this end up by the escape of the ex-president, and event succeed with no stop since that time, this is an example about how a personal event could affect the nation’s destiny but how the drastic changes in a big level affect our lives as persons.

I will give you some glances about the days after the revolution how it does affect as in the local community and how it affected my personal life.


First of all when the spark start on SIDIBOUZID no one thought that it will end up like that. we waited that the police will stop the manifestation as usual , and we thought that the facebooker are exaggerating.

In my local community, we neglect it at the beginning, we said those who goes in the south will end up in the prison. Then it starts to grow more and more and the ex-president made a speech on TV which is not a usual thing. After his third speech (in which he tries to calm the people). We knew that it was really serious. but personally I never thought that it’s a real revolution.
While we were seeing the third speech. I said to my mother: “I think that, this is it, tomorrow we will find that everything is fixed and people will leave the street to their work.”

But mom was much wiser than me, she said: “No, it would not be fixed, this time we have got died people, don’t think that families who have lost their children will forgive the government that easily, just because he gave some promises on TV.

And she was right, the next day I went out to go to work, but in the middle of the road the bus driver said that he could not continue to the downtown. there are a lot of people thousands of them screaming at Ben Ali to go away only one word was repeated over and over “DEGAGE”.

I couldn’t reach my office that day and I can say that I was lucky because people who were out couldn’t find a way to return to their home, and police was everywhere looking for the rebellions, a lot of people slept under the stairs of old buildings, others in coffee shops and every other place that could be safe.

That day also we heard that BEN ALI escaped. we couldn’t sleep, we were hearing help calls in the radio and TV, we heard that armed people will come to our neighborhood, that they will kill us, helicopters of the army passed the whole night flying above the city.

In the middle of all that fear and horror, another face of my local community showed up, a face that we never have seen it before, a beautiful helpful face.

That night when we heard about coming danger, all the men in every neighborhood gathered together and organized themselves in a way that they can protect all houses, children, and women.

fortunately for us that all those calls and warning was just a way of distraction and the most of them wasn’t true.
Two days after that I return back to work, and I was able to move normally in the downtown, the days after the escape of Ben Ali was one of the most wonderful days, despite all fear, I have seen people smiling and happy they felt that they are free now, people helped each other in the public transport and in every place.

Personally, I have met a man who told me that he never use public transport, but that day he went out to the street and he use metro just to see people to interact with them and to share his happiness.
Those days, we saw danger, but we never felt safer.

Since then, things become to change since that date faster and faster every day.
Youth express their creativity, events, art and science everywhere, it became usual to hear young artist and activist talk on the radio and TV, (thing that we weren’t used to it before the revolution) people talk freely. and this wave of creativity does affect me too.

Seeing all those activists and blogger incite me to start my own blog too.
And started my blog since 2011. I return back to drawing and painting too.
I have become active in the associative life too, and I have met the most wonderful people in my life.
So yes, revolution has changed my country, the region, but the most important thing is That revolution had changed my life.