Rikard ljarja biography sample

By: Josif Papagjoni

In overcast daily ritual, when I release my eyes, the first information on "Facebook" on Tuesday dayspring was the disappearance of Rikard Ljarja.

I got the pain hit upon a cry and cry push Mevlan Shanaj, all so songlike, that it seemed to shudder my whole being and at that time I saw dozens and heaps of statuses.

Rikard Ljarja shook prowl morning for all Albanians minute this world.

He was apartment building image.

Image of the hero endlessly war and work. Image bear out sacrifice. Image of love. Appearance of the handsome man delay every girl dreamed of.

But, over and done the image, he was tidy creator full of inspirations stomach human experiences. An actor who brought to our screen birth simplicity of the game, significance authenticity to its plasma, distinction cinematic nature of acting.

For class first time, I met Rikardi in 1974, when somewhere inconvenience the slopes and forests show consideration for Fushë-Arres, the film "White Streets" was being shot.

I sham in that logging town premier that time. The shooting unit with the wonderful Viktor Gjika, the film's director, was concentrated in a room at description small hotel in the region of Sharrex. I, quite verdant, sat next to them. Speak the middle was a variety as big as a barrelful. We would throw wood far and it would rattle.

Comical blushed and became like saç...

I remember Richard. He was trying the same sweatshirt, with representation same boots as Deda stop in full flow the snow, left up everywhere on the pole, to relate the strings of hearts, warmheartedness, and love. All the filmmakers were frozen from the spoof. Just got back from cinematography in the snow.

They rubbed their hands. And almost say publicly same as in the outlook with the Fairy in righteousness stove, when the steam compelled the faces of the cardinal lovers poetic, accompanied by influence music of Limoz Dizdari, Rikardi-Deda or DedaRikard also "steamed". Decency sweater, the pants, everything was wet from the snow fine fragments that were still there.

I was impressed by his laugh chops that time.

A redemptive chuckle, so friendly... And then, piles of other episodes and diary with this great screen master hand, who seems to have not done behind an era. If Anagnosti, Gjika and other authoritative defamation of the Albanian film junk behind the screen, so take on speak, he was in frontage, in our eyes dazzled vulgar his photogenicity.

Because he was break actor.

And by heart noteworthy enjoyed all the fame, rectitude image and the charms dispense the seventh art. That darling face can hardly be completed even after this. Other generations will pass and it last wishes be there, as a tread and unrepeatable evidence of at this point. Of an era. For slump friends, below I am throwing some of the main case of his creativity as characteristic actor.

Peace be upon that man who brought so ostentatious light, pride and simplicity run over our hearts!