- ハードカバー: 290ページ
- 出版社: Damiani (2011/9/30)
- 言語: 英語
- ISBN-10: 8862081847
- ISBN-13: 978-8862081849
- 発売日： 2011/9/30
- 商品パッケージの寸法: 3.8 x 25.4 x 33 cm
- おすすめ度： 2件のカスタマーレビュー
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Michael Dweck: Habana Libre (英語) ハードカバー – 2011/9/30
"Habana Libre": Here is a stunning contemporary exploration of the privileged class in a classless society: a secret life within Cuba. Michael Dweck's photographs are exhilarating, sensual and provocative, with a sexy and hypnotic visual rhythm. This is a face of Cuba never before photographed, never reported in Western media and never acknowledged openly within Cuba itself. It is a socially connected world of glamorous models and keenly observant artists, filmmakers, musicians and writers captured in an elaborate dance of survival and success. Havana is seen as the cultural center of the island, a mass of contrary images, raw and tender, barren and alive, musical and lyrical and fearful...sometimes all in an evening. Here too are surprising interviews with sons of Castro and Guevara as well as many others who define the creative culture of Cuba and give it texture and substance. "Habana Libre" is not a media-fabricated Cuban postcard of crumbling mansions or old American cars, but a revealing and contemporary work by an artist adept at capturing the quiet gesture, the sensuous eye and the proud and provocative pose of that most romantic of contradictions: Cuba.
While the more intriguing pictures in a book shot in Mr. Dweck's unchallenging soft-focus black-and-white style ("I didn't want to do documentary," he said. "National Geographic can do that") are those depicting the sons of revolutionaries disporting themselves with models and smoking fat cigars, gotcha shots are not the sole surprise."Ultimately, the book is a narrative of this privileged class," Mr. Dweck said. In its pretty, almost hapless way, the book depicts a curious warp in a great historical arc. Can it be that the end point of a violent revolution fomented to create a classless society is a crop of tropical Zoolanders and privileged "It" girls? The question, though not on the agenda of "Habana Libre," threads through it all the same.--Guy Trebay "The New York Times "商品の説明をすべて表示する
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If you still decide to buy the book, you should do it being fully aware that you are like the tourists who visit Cuba knowing that they are enjoying all the privileges and resources that the natives can't, and that's just not right. Mr. Dweck must be one of those tourists whose camera only goes to the places and people he's told, because if he ever detoured from them, his book would have never been called Habana Libre.
That night, over coffee, we waded through the images, read a few of the interviews, and just drank it in. I don't know much about Cuba, but none of what we saw matched what we had imagined. That song from Rod Stewart kept going through my head: "Every Picture Tells A Story." That was what was happening in this book. Beautiful photographs of beautiful people living and laughing in a life surrounded by art and culture (yes, I see the irony) filled the pages.
The book is a feast for the eyes and will make you want to learn more about this hidden society existing inside Communist Cuba.
The quality of the book itself is stunning. The paper is heavy, strong and feels like something God would want the Bible printed on. Just a quality production/print job.
The art is stunning. Each photo feels candid and warm. I have no interest in art but this is something I'll be showing to visitors of my home for decades, its just a great piece. My only image of cuba is from godfather 2, so getting insight into a niche lifestyle in cuba was refreshing.
The book just emits a cool vibe. I yearn to be part of it. Mr. Dweck captures an elite inner circle in such phenominal way. No photograph feels scripted, the book just flows.
Habana Libre is just a great piece of work. It's cool, hip and insightful. Kudos to Mr. Dweck for gaining access to a group of people in an un-accessible country.
In spite of what the author and the interviewees say, it is decay, abandon, ruins, tackiness, and scarcity what prevails in Havana, even in Vedado, one of its most elitist neighborhoods, not to say in the countryside. Even a trip to Varadero, for instance, the most advertised beach in Cuba, cannot hide from the view of those interested in Cuban reality the absolute decay in which real Cubans live, the old trucks in which Cubans have to travel while they watch envious the air-conditioned buses in which tourists, visiting Cuban exiles, and the Cuban elite shown in this book, go to the beach or to the countryside.
Had the author interviewed other people, for instance those underground artists that one of the interviewed mentioned, he would have known about the menace of political prison just for daring to say what Cuban governants consider inappropriate, as happened to Gorki Avila and several others.
This book shows a Cuba that a small group of privileged people secretly keep for themselves, egoistically ignoring the harsh reality of their fellow countrymen. Yyou could also say a Cuba that several others in Cuba wish for themselves as well, but definitively not the Cuba than most of Cubans live, know or, sadly, would ever live or know. And not the Cuba that several thousands of Cubans flew away from, not only searching for better lives, as the author implies, but for political freedom. Me among them.
That the author was amazed at discovering Cuban beauties and a glamorous lifestyle is logical. That cannot offend anybody. What I consider, however, extremely offensive is the comments made by some of the interviewees, purposefully ignoring not only the reality above described but also their own past life experiences, which apparently they prefer to forget and condone in order to enjoy their present privileges, some of them derived of their condition of Cuban artists, a condition that the international market pays well for.