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Spot the book!

1. WHAT YOU REVEALS WHO YOU

2. READING CAN BE AN EXPERIENCE NOW

3. SUSPENSEFUL STORIES FEEL LIKE EATING CANDIES: YOU CANNOT !

4. READING CAN BE

5. YOU MUST FIND THE RIGHT TO ENJOY READING

6. SOME STORIES REALITY INTO SOMETHING INCREDIBLE

7. SOMETIMES YOU LIKE TO WITH THE CHARACTERS

8. IMAGINATION IS MORE THAN WHAT YOU READ ON.

9. YOU CAN EASILY FALL IN FOR A BOOK

10. READING IS AND REWARDING.

11. KNOWING HOW TO READ IS IMPORTANT FOR TO DREAM AND STAY

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[Lovestruck]


Spot the theme!

LE jeu ET LE je

l'eCRIVAIN DANS SON SiéCLE

L'imaginaire

Rencontre avec L'autre

Voyage, Exil et Initiation

Le Personnage, ses figures et avatars.

READ & REACT!

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Documents references: • Image: Ikea TV Ad “There’s No Bed Like Home / IKEA The Wonderful Everyday”, April 2015. Voice

over reads extract from The Tempest by Shakespeare. • Image: Apple Computer Macintosh commercial conceived by Chiat/Day and directed by Ridley Scott,

1984. • Text: Extract from The Tempest, 1611, Act IV, Scene 1 - Before PROSPERO’S cell, by Shakespeare.

( Original and Modern adaptation.) • Text: Extract from 1984 (chap. 1 ) by G. Orwell, 1948.


Ikea’s new TV ad in its "the wonderful everyday" campaign is an ambitious visual feast. The actress Prunella Scales provides the voiceover and reads an extract from William Shakespeare’s The Tempest that begins: "Our revels now are ended."

http://www.campaignlive.co.uk/article/ikea-beds-mother/1303101#7imV21Hzpr39Hbdx.99

Extract from Shakespeare The Tempest, 1611, Act IV, Scene 1 - Before PROSPERO’S cell.

“Our revels now are ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and

Are melted into air, into thin air: And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,

The cloud-capp'd towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself,

Ye all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial pageant faded, Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff As dreams are made on, and our little life

Is rounded with a sleep.”Original version.

Our music-and-dance spectacle is over. These actors were all

spirits, as I told you, and they’ve all melted into thin air. And just

like the whole empty and ungrounded vision you’ve seen, with

its towers topped with clouds, its gorgeous palaces, solemn

temples, the world itself—and everyone living in it—which will

dissolve just as this illusory spectacle has dissolved, leaving not

even a wisp of cloud behind. We are all made of dreams, and

our life stretches from sleep before birth to sleep after death.

Modern adaptation.


Iconic 1984 Apple Computer Macintosh commercial conceived by Chiat/Day and directed by Ridley Scott was nationally aired on television only once - during the 3rd quarter of the 1984 Super Bowl football game.Based on George Orwell's novel, Nineteen Eighty-Four (authored in 1949) the spot provided the allegory of the new Apple Macintosh computer providing an inspirational creative spark that would free individuals from the overbearing control of "Big Brother" - presumably, IBM's Personal computer.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2zfqw8nhUwA

Outside, even through the shut window pane, the world looked cold. Down in the street little eddies of windwere whirling dust and torn paper into spirals, and though the sun was shining and the sky a harsh blue, thereseemed to be no color in anything except the posters that were plastered everywhere. The black-mustachio'dface gazed down from every commanding corner. There was one on the house front immediately opposite.BIG BROTHER Is WATCHING YOU, the caption said, while the dark eyes looked deep into Winston's own.Down at street level another poster, torn at one corner, flapped fitfully in the wind' alternately covering anduncovering the single word INGSOC. In the far distance a helicopter skimmed down between the roofs,hovered for an instant like a blue-bottle, and darted away again with a curving flight. It was the Police Patrol,snooping into people's windows. The patrols did not matter, however. Only the Thought Police mattered.

Extract from G. Orwell, 1984.
