{"id":509,"date":"2010-03-22T09:33:35","date_gmt":"2010-03-22T08:33:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/?p=509"},"modified":"2011-02-21T17:46:29","modified_gmt":"2011-02-21T22:46:29","slug":"projection","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/?p=509","title":{"rendered":"Projection"},"content":{"rendered":"<ul class=\"wpsocialite social-buttons large\"><\/ul><p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-510\" title=\"p1230331-1_72\" src=\"http:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/p1230331-1_72.jpg\" alt=\"p1230331-1_72\" width=\"366\" height=\"550\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/p1230331-1_72.jpg 366w, https:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/03\/p1230331-1_72-199x300.jpg 199w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 366px) 100vw, 366px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Se lover dans un fauteuil rouge de salle obscure peut, dans le meilleur des cas, conduire \u00e0 ressentir un flot d&rsquo;\u00e9motions. Des \u00e9motions de base, joie, peur, tristesse, surprise, col\u00e8re&#8230; Et des \u00e9motions dites secondaires, car elles en sont des combinaisons : amour, haine, nostalgie, confiance, gratitude, embarras, envie, m\u00e9lancolie&#8230; On y pleure, on y rit, on y pleure de rire, on s&rsquo;y tortille, on s&rsquo;y cache les yeux, on y respire, on s&rsquo;y \u00e9nerve, on s&rsquo;y d\u00e9tend, on s&rsquo;y ennuie, on y mange, on s&rsquo;y embrasse, on y dort&#8230; En somme, on y vit ! <em>If these walls could talk,<\/em> ils auraient beaucoup \u00e0 raconter !<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">On vit des \u00e9motions vraies et sinc\u00e8res face \u00e0 des vies imagin\u00e9es et mont\u00e9es \u00e0 cet effet, avec lesquelles, malgr\u00e9 tout, on garde une certaine distance, celle occup\u00e9e par l&rsquo;espace entre la <a title=\"Science versus fiction\" href=\"http:\/\/www.loucamino.com\/?p=4798\" target=\"_self\">fiction et la r\u00e9alit\u00e9<\/a>. Il arrive pourtant, exceptionnellement, que chez certains spectateurs, cette distance semble infinit\u00e9simale voire inexistante. Samedi par exemple, la jeune femme d&rsquo;\u00e0-c\u00f4t\u00e9 \u00e9tait corps et \u00e2me de l&rsquo;autre c\u00f4t\u00e9 de l&rsquo;\u00e9cran, l\u00e2chant des \u00ab\u00a0non, non, non&#8230;\u00a0\u00bb \u00e0 l&rsquo;approche d&rsquo;un danger comme le clament les enfants au spectacle de Guignol&#8230; Imaginez sa r\u00e9action quand le personnage principal s&rsquo;est violemment fait renverser par une voiture ! Un grand cri strident que les 6 autres personnes de la salle n&rsquo;ont pu qu&rsquo;entendre. Puis, elle a fondu en larmes ! Excessif mais sinc\u00e8re. Evidemment, le spectateur de cette sc\u00e8ne-l\u00e0 ne peut \u00eatre que d\u00e9contenanc\u00e9. Il peut m\u00eame sourire (j&rsquo;avoue, j&rsquo;ai souri)&#8230; C&rsquo;est la premi\u00e8re fois que je voyais une personne de cet \u00e2ge vivre autant une fiction ! Quelle fatigue \u00e9motionnelle ce doit \u00eatre \u00e0 chaque fin de s\u00e9ance ! 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