Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Sideeffects Of Quadriderm Nf

Soviet




A friend showed me this singer and his band KINO, Soviet rock of the eighties, the full feeling of the video seems taken from a graphic novel ...


A Star Called the Sun
(word-for-word translation)

White snow, ice gray
Are Covering the ground cracked
With a patched blanket
The city is a traffic loop
Clouds Are Obscuring flying over it
The
the city skyline is in yellow smoke
It is 2000 years old living under the
light
Of a star called the Sun

And for these 2000 years
We've been in the state of war
A war for no reason
It's real business for the youth
It's a medicine for wrinkles

Red, a very red blood
One hour later you see just the ground
Two hours later flowers and grass on it
Three hours later it's again alive
being warmed by the rays
Of a star called the Sun

And we know
It has been always this way
If you're a favourite of fortune
If you live by your own law
You will die at a young age

Such a man doesn't say yes or no
He doesn't recognize big names and ranks
He is able to reach stars
It will be real, dreams
Not Just Being burnt In the end I will fall
As a Star Called the Sun

Friday, July 16, 2010

White Heads After Brazilian Wax

One of the coolest things I've seen in movies



Last night I was telling some friends that cinema is like life itself ... But I think it's more than that, the film is pure poetry, is the time and space contorted into something beyond the film than the author, when done well it becomes a synergy that comes from the synthesis of all artists who produced, has its own personality, a film is alive in another way ... The film only begins to exist when the viewer makes it his own.

This is the scene 10, Brother, Kitano, one of the authors that more stuff makes me ... At 1:30 begins a piece of beauty that summarizes much of what I try to explain all that paper airplane ... A picture is worth a thousand words.

And cinema is a movie.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Golden Airsoft Guns For Sale

Dreaming





This video is made with a vocation for happiness ... Not everything can be color in winter.