Purchased winter coat. Dostala coats ... i wear it on the shoulders, as if stones haul. And like one of the easiest, but nonetheless stretches, especially when the frost on the street.
So, the coats will be the least holodryzhnyh days, which are less and less happens in our glorious city of Rostov-on-Don. Sweet teen joins married party. Hungry couple eating fresh meat. Cunt swells from pussy scraping. teensforcash Bitch lavishes from real couple swinging. Hot Heather learning from experienced couple. More often chavkaem and skolzim hlyupayuschim on roads, which podmorazhivaet night, all morning greeted breaking legs, arms and neck down, but already the day and again chavkayut hlyupayut. The beauty and romance ...
Moroz and the sun, as they say. Beautiful Day. Our beautiful winter remained in a distant past ... if snow falls is a great event. But I do hope all is not yet lost.
In the meantime, will go to the warm, but lightweight, easy-to-muddy days, beautiful and fashionable paltishke. So it is.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
"Hidden" Michael Haneke
Very strong film. Awarded in Cannes-2005 2 prize.
Probiraet ... no joke.
Incomplete makes again and again to return to it. Every scroll of times in the head one after the other scenes. As if this would change anything.
It was frightening. While no one screamed, virtually no blood and death. But it was something haunting presence in the film, from start to finish. Strong. A survey from afar, as if someone is watching main heroes. Simple dialogs. Mute-provoking scenes of the heroes of their house, the memories. The life of ordinary families. Happy family. Normal family. Breeze, feeling others' presence, and their organized by the, prosperous world gives cracks. And then another and another… But thinking nothing happens. Nothing is changing. The atmosphere, creepy, as Mint Jelly, lay unconscious at the same time keeps PREPARED not calm down until the last staff. And when the go-captions suddenly, unexpectedly, just sit and watch on the screen ... as bedeviled not can away. Your life has changed - it was associated with during the movie for two hours or so and it is not possible simply to click on the feet, and to extract drive their business. Vision and hearing, and the olfactory system haptic aids are gradually returning to you. Cinemas you go. Passes few minutes ... and only then do you feel that you can stand and commit the necessary action.
Yes. This film. This film currently. It is not separate from you-live together with you and the echoes blow your heart.
Probiraet ... no joke.
Incomplete makes again and again to return to it. Every scroll of times in the head one after the other scenes. As if this would change anything.
It was frightening. While no one screamed, virtually no blood and death. But it was something haunting presence in the film, from start to finish. Strong. A survey from afar, as if someone is watching main heroes. Simple dialogs. Mute-provoking scenes of the heroes of their house, the memories. The life of ordinary families. Happy family. Normal family. Breeze, feeling others' presence, and their organized by the, prosperous world gives cracks. And then another and another… But thinking nothing happens. Nothing is changing. The atmosphere, creepy, as Mint Jelly, lay unconscious at the same time keeps PREPARED not calm down until the last staff. And when the go-captions suddenly, unexpectedly, just sit and watch on the screen ... as bedeviled not can away. Your life has changed - it was associated with during the movie for two hours or so and it is not possible simply to click on the feet, and to extract drive their business. Vision and hearing, and the olfactory system haptic aids are gradually returning to you. Cinemas you go. Passes few minutes ... and only then do you feel that you can stand and commit the necessary action.
Yes. This film. This film currently. It is not separate from you-live together with you and the echoes blow your heart.
Ray Bradbury "Wine of oduvanchikov"
Decides tryahnut perechitala and antiques. Since childhood, much has changed, I myself, at ottogo much in this book to take a fresh look.
Childhood is a beautiful time has come ... so sweet thoughts return to the days where any fines might seem trivial miracle where random shade of a tree, blade of grass, rock sometimes turned into a whole world full of secrets and mysterious unknown. Fairytale world where everything is possible and nothing is unrealistic.
Things a sorcerer, can be routinely administer all city-prikazyvaesh people wake up and makes windows, ringing alarm sounds. They say the sun-Rise-and it fell from his chertogov like if by magic.
In childhood is a time when you first realizes-lived. And radueshsya like it and the land and sky and the whole world around them born in this moment together with you. When you understand that everything in this world, of course, realizes that, and you mortals. but perhaps not want to think about it. "I LIVE, he thought. begged his fingers, rozoveya some light on the rapid blood, just tiny dinosaur flag, particularly remarkable, Chey-found the first time ... is it a flag? Come on now swear loyalty?"
Childhood is a beautiful time has come ... so sweet thoughts return to the days where any fines might seem trivial miracle where random shade of a tree, blade of grass, rock sometimes turned into a whole world full of secrets and mysterious unknown. Fairytale world where everything is possible and nothing is unrealistic.
Things a sorcerer, can be routinely administer all city-prikazyvaesh people wake up and makes windows, ringing alarm sounds. They say the sun-Rise-and it fell from his chertogov like if by magic.
In childhood is a time when you first realizes-lived. And radueshsya like it and the land and sky and the whole world around them born in this moment together with you. When you understand that everything in this world, of course, realizes that, and you mortals. but perhaps not want to think about it. "I LIVE, he thought. begged his fingers, rozoveya some light on the rapid blood, just tiny dinosaur flag, particularly remarkable, Chey-found the first time ... is it a flag? Come on now swear loyalty?"
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