Natalie Portman: "Mo ṣọ lati Russian melancholy"

Of course, you would never give her her thirty-five. Of course, she is very beautiful, and pregnancy does not distort her chiseled features. And, of course, she is the visible embodiment of success — here is the Oscar, and Dior advertising, and the famous choreographer-husband, and the lovely five-year-old son, and the directorial debut A Tale of Love and Darkness, approved in Cannes …

Ṣugbọn lati mẹnuba ohun gbogbo At the same time, a shadow of irritation that is not characteristic of him runs across the face of Natalie Portman. Because «look younger than your years» is an ageist compliment, everyone has the right to look their age, and no one has to strive to be younger; beauty is just winning the genetic lottery, there is no merit to it, and you should not judge another by his appearance; Harvard — “Yes, you know How long humiliation I experienced there because of my stupidity, How long I had to overcome in myself?”, And the husband and son … “This is love. And love is not an achievement or a reward.”

O dara, ayafi fun Oscar. o le gberaga. Ṣugbọn lẹhin gbogbo rẹ, gberaga nikan, maṣe ṣogo…

A joko lori balikoni ti hotẹẹli rẹ over the Venetian Lagoon — far from the island of Lido, where the film festival is in full swing, in the program of which there are two films with her participation. She’s only here for a couple of days, she’s expecting her second child, and now she wants to spend as much time as possible with her son before his brother or sister arrives. Work has now receded into the background for Portman, and she is philosophical — perhaps for the first time in her biography, the time has come when she can look at her life from the outside, outside the hustle and bustle and acting schedules. Here it becomes obvious that it is not in vain that Portman received a diploma in psychology — she easily generalizes her personal experience in a socio-psychological vein.

Natalie Portman: It’s funny how I’m being treated like a terribly fragile creature. And I’m just pregnant, not sick. I have a feeling that pregnancy in our world has lost its naturalness, has become some kind of special phenomenon that requires special treatment — everything is so focused on the conservation of the already existing one that the renewal looks like a wonderful exception.

Tàbí, gẹ́gẹ́ bí ọ̀rẹ́ akọ̀ròyìn mi ṣe sọ, nígbà tí àwọn arìnrìn àjò bá pàtẹ́wọ́ sí awakọ̀ òfuurufú náà lẹ́yìn tí wọ́n wọ ọkọ̀ òfuurufú náà: “Ṣùgbọ́n kò sẹ́ni tó gbóríyìn fún mi nígbà tí mo bá fi àpilẹ̀kọ olóhùn mẹ́wàá kan sílẹ̀.” Ni awọn ipo tuntun, iṣẹ amọdaju ti di iwuwasi, bayi o jẹ iyọọda lati gberaga nikan ti awọn iṣẹ iyasọtọ, awọn ifihan ti akikanju ti o fẹrẹẹ. Ati Emi, nipasẹ ọna, ni aye tuntun yii ti dẹkun lati jẹ ajewebe mimọ, Mo ni awọn pataki miiran bayi, o dabi pe o ga julọ: Mo nilo lati ni ilera ati lagbara, Mo jẹ iya. Eleyi jẹ akọkọ ohun.

Ṣe o gbadun jijẹ iya?

E.G: To be honest, everything is ambiguous. I don’t think «liked» is the right word here. Before the birth of Aleph, I was very worried — I could not imagine how I would combine work with a child with whom I so wanted to be there always, always … And somehow I asked Cate Blanchett — she is my oldest friend, I love her very much — how she succeed, she has four children. And she philosophically remarked: «Dance and you will learn to dance.» And I stopped worrying.

And when Aleph was born, yes, everything lined up by itself — he became a priority, I even abandoned the idea of ​​​​a XNUMX-hour babysitter — no one should stand between me and him … Motherhood for me is a unique combination of extremes — baby food and diapers with complete self-denial, anxiety, even horror with delight. You become more vulnerable and more sensitive — because now you have someone to protect. And stronger, more determined — because now you have someone to protect.

It’s funny, but now I look at a person and think that after all, someone is his mother, and it will hurt her if her child is treated harshly. And I soften even in the toughest situations. But the view of things is somewhat distorted. After two years in France — my husband had a contract there to direct the Opera de Paris ballet — we returned to Los Angeles. And you know, in comparison with Paris … Someone smiles at my child in a cafe, and I am delighted — what a wonderful person, friendly, open!

Or perhaps nothing of the sort. It’s just that in America it’s normal to smile at a baby, create an atmosphere of warmth and acceptance for him. In Paris, if you run around the playground with your child, they look askance at you — it’s not accepted … And in Los Angeles, everyone tries not to invade your personal space, no one seeks to teach you their good form. I felt this difference — from Paris to Los Angeles — precisely because I have a son.

O dabi fun mi pe o ni ibawi pupọ ati nigbagbogbo rii ararẹ ni agbegbe tuntun fun ararẹ pe o yẹ ki o ni irọrun gba awọn iwuwasi eyikeyi… di oṣere ti o mọye, o pari ni ipa ti ọmọ ile-iwe, ati paapaa ni ẹka ti imọ-ọkan, ti o jinna si ile-iṣẹ fiimu…

E.G: Ṣugbọn awọn ofin titun ati aibikita yatọ si ara wọn, ṣe kii ṣe bẹẹ?

Isoju?

E.G: Well, yes, in Paris, if you do not obey the local behavioral norms, you can be quite harsh with you. There is… a sort of obsession with etiquette. Even a simple trip to the store can be stressful because of the «protocol» you have to follow. One of my Parisian friends kept teaching me «shopping etiquette»: you are looking for, for example, a thing of your size. But first, you must definitely tell the seller: “Bonjour!” Then you have to wait 2 seconds and ask your question.

Ti o ba wọle, wo awọn agbekọro naa o si beere pe: “Ṣe o ni 36th?”, O jẹ aibikita, ati pe o le jẹ aibikita ni ipadabọ. Wọn ko ronu nipa mimu ki ẹni ti o tẹle ọ ni itunu diẹ sii. Wọn ronu nipa ilana naa. Boya ni ọna yii wọn n gbiyanju lati tọju aṣa wọn. Sugbon o le fun mi. Ṣe o rii, ni Ilu Faranse o rẹ mi gaan ti awọn ofin. Mo ti nigbagbogbo a ti ju discipline. Bayi Mo ni itọsọna diẹ sii nipasẹ rilara. Mo fẹ ki awọn miiran ti o wa ni ayika mi ni itunu, ki ẹnikẹni ko ni rilara wahala, ati pe Mo huwa ni ibamu.

Njẹ ẹkọ ẹkọ nipa imọ-ọkan ni ipa lori ihuwasi rẹ ni ọna eyikeyi? Ṣe o ro pe o loye eniyan diẹ sii ju awọn miiran lọ?

E.G: Oh, yes, you treat psychologists like gurus. But in vain. It seems to me that I am just a real psychologist — each person for me is not a book already written and published in a certain edition, which you just need to open and read, but a unique creation, a mystery that needs to be understood.

Ṣe o jẹ alamọja ni ẹkọ nipa ẹkọ nipa ọmọ, ṣe iranlọwọ ni ibatan pẹlu ọmọ rẹ?

E.G: We are all equal when we recognize our children. And everyone is helpless before a miracle — meeting this person, your child. You know, I’m pretty sure I’ll be a good grandmother. That’s when — with the experience of motherhood and knowledge of psychology — I will clear up. And now there is not enough distance between us — I belong too much to Aleph.

Kí ló túmọ̀ sí gan-an fún ọ láti jẹ́ ti Ísírẹ́lì?

E.G: O ni… Nigbati mo kọkọ konge Buddhism, Mo ni idamu diẹ. Buddhism jẹ nipa riri ohun ti o ni ati ibiti o wa ni bayi. Ati pe Mo dabi gbogbo ẹsin Juu, eyiti…Eyi ti o jẹ ibatan inextricably pẹlu npongbe fun ohun ti o ko ni. Ní ilẹ̀ ìbílẹ̀ tí wọ́n lé àwọn Júù jáde. Ìpínyà wa gan-an “ọdún tí ń bọ̀ ní Jerúsálẹ́mù” jẹ́ àjèjì, bí ẹni pé Jerúsálẹ́mù kì í ṣe ti àwọn Júù síbẹ̀.

The language itself speaks for us: Israel is built into our religion as something we don’t have. But we already have it, the homeland has been regained. And longing is still right there … And I have it — melancholy. Sometimes it shows through. Although… I also have Eastern European roots, and much in our family culture, and in my character – from there. Perhaps from Russia, where my great-grandmother comes from.