With Trevor Noah
With Trevor Noah
Some movies I have watched recently and I enjoyed
North country (the men were really assholes)
is a movie that left me with more questions than answers.
For example, are the police in Rome so cruel?
why did the two off duty cops beat up Cucchi? And why don’t their two colleagues report the matter? Is this the way it works within that police department?
The magistrate at the hearing and the prosecutor. Why they blind?
And Cucchi’s family. What the hell was wrong with them? How did they not look for a lawyer the moment the magistrate sent their son to jail?
Cucchi was real act though. Even when death is fast approaching he remains deviant.
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Happy 2020 my friends.
Many times the phrase let their deaths not be in vain has been uttered like at moments of civil strife and I am here asking myself, if deep down these deaths were meaningless. Did someone have to die for something to be achieved?
Take for example the over 30 people who were killed by police in our last election. What did they die for? What, if you were to meet their parents or relatives, would you tell them was achieved by their deaths?
In the movie silence, based on the Japanese inquisition of the 16th century (2016) by Scorsese, a number of Japanese endure torture and some even die to show their faith in Jesus. Was this rational? What was the point?
First is the Martin Scorsese’s movie Irishman that was released not long ago. You will need to have 3 free hours to watch the film. It has some of my favourite characters.
Next is this paragraph from Man without qualities
The train of events is a train that lays down its own tracks as it goes along.
The river of time carries its own banks along with it.
The traveler moves on a solid floor between solid walls, but the floor and the walls are strongly influenced by the movements of the travelers, though they do not notice it.
In Vienna by a Kenyan!
Eliud Kipchoge is the goat! Man has run 42km in 1:59.40.2.
If you are just waking up, you missed a great event in human history.
Is a tribute to youth stupidity and an example of how the law can be a real ass when those in charge of its application are pigheaded. This movie is the story of a young man who tries to smuggle two kilos of coke out of Turkey to the States. And as all stupid things go, this is one of the most stupid because dude is unable to hold it together at the various police checks at the airport and is discovered.
He is thrown into prison first for 4 years only for the term to be revised upwards to 30 years. He makes the clever decision that he can’t die in that prison and starts to work on an escape plan. The first plan almost succeeds except for the civil works that the Turks had done closing his escape route.
His girlfriend ( she is a keeper) comes to see him in prison and I think he is inspired to do more. Let’s just say he escapes and goes back home, minus the drugs of course.
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Is Carter lucky or is he good stalling? What is it that stops Sade from burning down the whole house if all he wants is the girl dead?
Though Sade he can’t be trusted & that he kills for two reasons; as necessity or as a contract but never for fun. Maybe this is the only reason he doesn’t kill Isabel at the end.
This movie is thin on action but heavy on the waiting. A great portion of it happens within the walls of Carter’s house where wills are tested to the very end.
I wouldn’t call it great.
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