What Happened To Lorna Morgan

E 'returned the Master Raimi. That alone should be enough to make you jump out of his chair and make you fall instantly in room. Or there is always the illegal downloading that has always been great satisfaction (as the Premier do the minors and to me a law expressly forbids it). A derivative film and, despite myself, without the presence of a character actor like Bruce Campbell who made the great trilogy of La Casa. Too bad. However, even the blonde says well, only that in horror as rock music is better that there is a male frontman put his face (and girls should instead be close to their partner's arm and hugging scenes / songs more frantic).
However these days a film like this is rare. Because the houses we were accustomed to distributing or extremely violent horror conceptual, basic messages or ideas without self-mocking as was the case in the 80's.
In retrospect, one can not remain complacent in front of references to more or less famous, to incorporate flavor extremely grotesque in which blood flow and gastric fluids flowing often.
And this should be enough.
Among other things, those who have never dreamed of kicking in the mouth a nasty old hag che ti vuole attaccare impunemente il malocchio? Purtroppo credo che morirò con questo desiderio. e Vabbè.
Di seguito la trama nichilista
Christine è un'impiegata "rampante" all'ufficio prestiti di un grande istituto di credito che per ottenere una promozione a scapito di un collega vuole mostrare al suo capo quanto "dura" e inflessibile possa essere. Pertanto nega una terza proroga di rimborso prestito richiesta da un'anziana gitana che per vendetta getta su Christine una terribile maledizione.
Da quel giorno la vita di Christine diventa un inferno. Disperata chiede ad un veggente di aiutarla a liberarsi del demone che si è impadronito della sua anima ma ogni tentativo risulta vano.
Infine Christine si convince che l'unico way he can save himself is to transfer his curse on another person, but the enterprise is doomed to failure and, finally, the girl touches the final price paid for his ambition and his cynicism. Ah
the final indicator points to a continuous. Well, well. I just want to strafogarmi of gore and popcorn.

And now a perfect piece to take a punch in the face of an old woman. Play

How Many Words Should A Chapter Be

a true story.


was 1985 when Vasco Rossi sang "every time you giorno” e un giornalista di ventisei anni moriva assassinato per “ogni volta che era stato coerente".
La sera del 23 settembre, sotto casa sua, viene ucciso il giovane giornalista Giancarlo Siani, reo di aver messo a fuoco i conflitti interni alla camorra e le collusioni di questa coi politici di Torre Annunziata. Nel 2001 già il giovane regista Maurizio Fiume, utilizzando come set anche  la redazione di Metropolis, aveva dedicato un film a Giancarlo, “E io ti seguo”. Film che vidi al Boldini e di cui ho già parlato a suo tempo, forse nella sezione del blobgs che ho opportunamente dato alle fiamme, qualche tempo fa.
Eccellente prova d’attore per Libero de Rienzo, attore da top ten nichilista, who identifies herself physically in Giancarlo Siani, twisting humanity vibrant and youthful naivety.
Siani has 26 years, is passionate about the profession of journalist and, with the enthusiasm of youth and strength of indignation, denounced in the newspaper Il Mattino the havoc of the Camorra and its political patrons. Campania receives a flood of public money allocated after the earthquake of the early eighties, and this triggers the appetites of organized crime. Collaborating with the healthy part of the institutions (investigators, university professors such as Amato Lamberti), the practitioner reporter stamped his foot to many people: in the ongoing gang war in Torre Annunziata, can not last long ... The other night on
coming soon I saw a special in which he spoke of finding the same free and use the same Citroën Mehari, which are on board the car was killed and that at the time of the crime was seized as per protocol by 'judicial authority to end up, after a daring die, in a community drug rehabilitation for the filming of the movie.

that I can call myself a writer certainly uncomfortable, knowing that some scum is better to pull the ball even avoid involving the political class into the fray that seeks only its own self-preservation and masquerading as champions of democracy (that unfortunately is so dear to the Premier), pretends to prove open to dialogue, tolerance and the service of ggiovani.
What if there is a problem and makes it easy if you try to make him understand that reality is composed of many facets, you rifle.

In this regard I have just signed an online Appeal for Freedom of the press, so not knowing how to read nor write.

Before that Italy will withdraw the license if you write too little thoughts in complete autonomy (to do or not do what you say).

1983 Honda Accord Hatch Back

and I hate jail. Red Shadow


Nell'asfittico the Italian Davide Ferrario making a movie, maybe one more, which is worth considering. A film 'in the' jail and not 'the' prison as he likes to emphasize. A film that is actually pure musical even if half of all atypical (the soundtrack is entrusted to a variety of instrumental pieces Marlene - heart skipped a beat rhythmic feel the opening words of "knee-caps like FreeSBIE).
from its past by documentary filmmaker, I'm around he tried to rise up to reach a more purely experimental than previous efforts.
prison life is really just the backdrop for "Blame Judas", but Davide Ferrario is the result of which has been developing for nearly a decade of work in prison. In fact Ferrari had taken training courses on professional video editing, which over time has become a laboratory of audiovisual and led the director to know before the reality of San Vittore and then the Le Vallette prison in Turin. Where all the fault of Judas is set.
I especially appreciated that, atheist, the director does not surrender to question the deeper meaning of religion and that it answers most of humanity has always sought.
Myself, I still can not comprehend, the futility of religion for those who entrusts his life to this, but da anticlericale MAI sarei riuscito a parlarne con tale pudore.
Tuttavia chi mi conosce sa quanto detesti a questo ancor più i musical, ad esempio, o l'hip rock con testi in milanese.
Di peggio c'è solo la vita di provincia, che sarà pure più vera di quella a cui in realtà ambisco io, ma resta sempre e comunque perennemente in bilico sul baratro della noia e della disperazione.
A salvarmi dall'ennesimo sabato sera del tutto inconcludente (è inutile spostarsi da un bar all'altro se è frequentato sempre dagli stessi coglioni) è stato questo film, che se paragonato ai dj set house a cui ho assistito prima di rinchiudermi in casa, ha rappresentato una vera e propria ventata d’aria fresca, pur non essendo anch'esso privo di difetti.
Irena Mirkovic è una giovane regista teatrale da sempre attenta alla sperimentazione e in fase di distacco sentimentale dal suo compagno attore Cristiano. Decide di accettare la proposta dal cappellano di un carcere, don Iridio: mettere in scena con i detenuti un musical sulla passione di Cristo. Il direttore del penitenziario è favorevole, molto meno lo è la rigida, ma in fondo molto pragmatica, suor Bonaria. I carcerati accettano di partecipare al progetto ma quando giunge il momento di assegnare le parti nessuno intende interpretare Giuda. Per il semplice motivo che l'apostolo è il traditore, cioè l'”infame” per eccellenza. Come risolvere il problema? Irena sente nascere dentro di sé a question you can think of Christ without Judas? Maybe.

The rest continue to abandon them in their plight diggei calling for severe punishments for those underage vocalist in addition to shoot crap into the microphone (I hope because of too many drinks) dress well really shit.

Kate's Playground Leaked

will not have my scalp.


The film opens with the arrival of a dispatch to the local army units: the Apaches, led by Geronimo is on the brink of war. The interruption of communications by telegraph prevents to get more information on the Indian threat, unaware of the full extent of the danger, therefore, a part of Tonto diligence to Lordsburg with a very mixed crew which then will join Ringo, escaped in search of revenge.
No, nothing to do with the classic of the classic western movie, even though the plot may well belong to the present day.
In a context in which the New Right fished with both hands by his own past, impersonating Freedom prohibition and xenophobia, dig up dead and buried ideal (God, country, family), there is powerless to attempt to counter these and other stereotypes imposed unrealistic and rhetorically, clearly of Democrats (remember that one time not so long ago, a Franceschini was the enemy).
Then I wonder why in the face of such a choice would prefer a flight (who leads with the excuse that "people died for the right to vote" does not realize that those struggling to free a nation by the Nazi-Fascist Specter did not have to choose between two identical faces of shit medal).
However, the aforementioned film, recalls the 'shadows' that have become those who once were a vital part of the left and in particular tells of a world-renowned intellectual who is invited to the social center "Change the World" created on the premises of a dilapidated old cinema in Rome. The man is profoundly affected by the turmoil and life that drives this site. From an interview with "Street TV" was casually revolutionary idea from these places are so vital youth can develop into socially and culturally innovative. The idea is general enthusiasm and become a project designed to create great media hype. It is an international case. But the vital turmoil that had so impressed the intellectual is soon distorted, becoming the subject of arguments and fights between the different souls of the left. Until the loss.

In the final tear-jerker, which gives new life to the viewer, projecting an innocent future in which our heroes reoccupy a new building, where gggiovani will again hope for a better future, because another world is possible, "Porque todos necesitamos exigimos y libertad, democracia y justicia, "to borrow words from Subcomandante.

Bullshit. Looking around you realize that's not true shit. If you are someone's child, you know that job insecurity will kill your beautiful youth, so it is clear that the centers have no more reason to exist since all looking for their identity between methamphetamine and raves.
really hoping that the much rumored Crisis, which falls in the street once and for all, and only then creating new community centers.
Meanwhile, for the nostalgic like me, have also joined the 99 posse. What I will never listen to that much but is always good for the heart.