2008年12月6日 下午5點54分27秒Banana Boat Song

the greatest song ever ... realy funny

 標簽 : song, boat, music, video, FUNNY, Animation, GREAT, banana | 92 瀏覽數 | 發表評論 | 與朋友共享 | 推薦

2008年12月2日 下午3點00分06秒Coal miner

 標簽 : Miner, Coal, carbune | 154 瀏覽數 | 發表評論 | 與朋友共享 | 推薦

2008年4月24日 下午8點02分58秒Shine (1996)

Based on the true life story of David Helfgott. Starts with the early years under his possessive father's roof. We discover that this boy is truly a talent and child prodigy pianist with a great future once he builds up the courage to break free from his father, even, if not especially psychologically. Finally one Day he makes his way to London. He goes to further his mastering of the art at the royal college of music now in his late youth where he is attempting his long time dream Rachmaninov's Rach 5, which basically if you ask me sums up life itself and that is why the next thing you know is that he has suffered an intense break down. And it is truly with the help of God that the tables eventually turn, and the fact that no matter how cookoo he appears you cannot help but feel for how adorable he is really. And eventually he finds real love which gets him back on his feet again and leave from the petty bar where he found some work as a pianist again and got his recognition back and basically get back to the stage and the light in which he belongs and that is another story.

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2008年4月8日 下午5點05分12秒In a Lonely Place

Every time I close my eyes I see hers, piercing, green, staring back at me. She has been in my head for years, ever since I last held her in my arms, and still it feels like yesterday that I lost her.

These are the memories that have chased me through life, up this mountain, into this place. The cold and the wind blow through me so hard I swear I can be lifted off into the sky, the snow and ice bite into my skin and torture my exposed face. A warm trickle of snot freezes to my lip immediately.

When I sleep I relive days and hours with her, the feeling of her skin, the shape of her smile, her long blonde hair that seemed to flow from some eternal fountain. I imagine days and hours and years we should have had together had eternity not called her away from my world, but everything comes to an end in much the same way it begins-unexpected, sudden, and without reason.

Her spirit is with me as I take the next step, then the next, trying to reach the top of this mountain that has also haunted me for years. This mountain, the tales of my youth, Sir Edmund Hillary, Mallory and Irvine, these were the men I read about as a boy, and the stories that stuck with me through the years.

Dreams die hard.

The snow blasts against me and my lungs ache with the dry air as I pant almost uselessly. The day has worn on like an eternity, and I cannot remember the last time I have eaten or slept. My body cries out in pain from several places, and my mind races in directions I would rather it did not go.

"You aren't going to climb that damned mountain," She told me a million times.

"What the hell would make you want to?"

"Because it is there," I said, repeating the worlds of George Leigh Mallory who died more than seventy years before on the mountain I aspired to climb.

"You're crazy," she said, "you'll get your crazy ass killed."

How could I have known that this could be my fate, that I would be chasing a dream long after I lost my only other dream.

I look out to the west as I push forward and see the dull orb of the sun falling behind the horizon, and my world continues to fade into a black oblivion. The sound of pure silence reminds me how alone, how desperately alone I am in this place. For a brief moment only a single thought, a cry out to her spirit, runs through my head.

"How I wish you were here with me now."

I come now to the last leg of the trip, the Hillary Step, a forty foot high slab of rock that would look any other day to be just another boulder. Now it is an almost insurmountable obstacle in the way of my journey.

I clasp my safety line to the fixed rope and start pushing myself upwards, ever upwards, and what feels like an eternity later I am on top. The sky is almost pitch black now and the winds once again howl around me like a wounded animal.

The last bits of energy within my body have been used, but I am not there yet. I lay on the snow, my face pointed towards the heavens, and my eyes closed. In my mind, images of her spin around me and I am dizzied by the effect. She would not have wanted me to be here.

"Someday I will die in your dreams."

Her voice awakens me from my hypnotic state, as clear as it had been in life. I push myself up and take the next five minute journey to the rooftop of the world. As I stand here trying to battle the winds, I look around the expanse of the universe and see nothing.

Her spirit is all around me now, and I can feel the warmness of her skin against mine. I can feel her breathe against my neck and I can almost see her beautiful form just out of the reach of perception. I sit down again and my collective body parts thank me. I continue taking in all the different sensations and feelings and emotions that my brain is bombarding me with. I feel as though she sits down next to me in the place she never wanted me to go.

I try to cling on to things for a long time, to memorize the textures, to absorb her spirit into mine. I reflect on how all things end. Love, life, happiness--it is all a twilight dance that we intertwine in, spirits mix, laughter rises and falls, and in the end it is all still a witching hour dream that spins away into oblivion as the sun rises, and our lives fade out.

"There are a million things I want to tell you," I say suddenly, startling myself as though I had not truly expected the words to come out. I have never in my life felt so at peace.

I do not plan on leaving."

by Mikael Bernard
 

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2008年3月30日 下午12點53分31秒Leon "The professional" (1994)

A killer and a child are changed forever by each other

Natalie Portman plays Mathilda, a 12-year-old girl who lives in New York with her step-family. She has a close relationship with her little brother, but otherwise her life is a misery. Her father is involved in handling drugs for a crooked cop called Norman Stansfield (Gary Oldman). One day, Mathilda encounters Leon (Jean Reno), a fellow tenant of the apartment block and professional hitman, and a relationship begins to form between them. Mathilda is out shopping for Leon when Stansfield kills the rest of her family for thinning out the drugs a little, and ultimately she takes refuge in Leon's apartment.

Desperate for revenge on her family's killers, Mathilda begs Leon to teach her his skills. Soon she has wormed her way into every part of his unusual life. Leon does his best to keep her out of trouble, and a father/daughter bond forms between the two of them. Leon however has little experience of being either a father or a friend, and is unable to prevent Mathilda from pursuing her vendetta against Stansfield.

This is a wonderful film, in that it gets so many things right. The story, which at first glance is corny and silly, actually becomes gripping and emotional in the hands of the skilled Jean Reno and Natalie Portman. The characters are sympathetic and likeable, and one is touched by the depth of the relationship between Leon and Mathilda. There is real danger and drama throughout the film, yet it never becomes merely an action film - the characters are too significant for that. Besson, as always, both makes the film look beautiful and builds plenty of atmosphere into it.

source: www.movie-gazette.com, www.imdb.com

分類: Movies |  標簽 : thriller, drama, crime, action, besson, luc, Aiello, Danny, Portman, natalie, oldman, Gary, reno, jean, GREAT, 1994, Professional, Movie, leon | 270 瀏覽數 | 發表評論 | 與朋友共享 | 推薦