Sunday, December 20, 2009

How Has Jessica Biel Got An Athletic Body

Eric

do not have to love football, or Manchester United, Eric Cantona or champion , to love this movie.
do not even need to love him very sober, committed staff and very good Ken Loach to love this movie.
This great little film, to be discovered, can be loved beyond the idea that gives life and beyond its completion. Sport can not like, even the British cinema, i film a basso costo nemmeno... ma le emozioni, quelle, a chi non piacciono?
Chi non cerca un battito in mezzo al petto che ti coglie di sorpresa?
Una scoperta, un imprevisto, una tensione, un sentimento, una soluzione, un volo di fantasia, un'esultanza... insomma qualsiasi cosa ci possa coinvolgere, o anche travolgere, purché ci faccia sentire vivi.
E col suo tocco inconfondibile, perché sempre sgranato e sempre immerso nel ritratto di storie umane al margine, ma finalmente lieve, che ti sa carezzare dopo il pugno dritto nello stomaco, o consolare dopo lo schiaffo che ti brucia la faccia, Ken Loach ha fatto goal.
Scarta il dramma quasi insostenibile (tipo Ladybird Ladybird ) senza abbandonare the ball hard to deal with the newspaper, running on the side band of a love story unresolved and surprises with a transition to the imaginary, it dissociates zigzagging between a flashback and a laugh and between violence and tenderness, receives all the charisma of a football legend making the best and prepare his message positive despite adversity with determination and gentle angle, pulls ... and network!
right through the door of our heart.
Philosophy and sympathy, friendship and teamwork, imagination and participation, despair and hope, love and fatherly love ... All this and more in a beautiful game played on the big screen instead of the stadium.
Be surprised by "The Eric "At the end you will cheer with me.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Ways To Dress Up A Bob Hairstyle

Whatever Works


E 'heartening to see how, even in old age, one can find an inspiration, a flash of youth, a relief from the heaviness of the time passing.
That 's what happened to Woody Allen's late humorist and, consequently, does also happen to the protagonist of his latest film Whatever Works.
Yelnikoff Boris is in his sixties, a former quantum physicist, who just missed the Nobel and lives in his ivory tower made of superior intelligence - completely wasted-, total chaos, misanthropy, panic and contempt for one's neighbor.
A terrible man for indulgence a mocking fate but gentle, is given a double chance to restore balance. More comforting than that ...
's alter ego speaks to us and enjoy in style train. That unique style that we liked so much lovers of prolific director, who made his fortune and returns successfully revived here as the prodigal son returns to his roots.
must admit, a bit 'nostalgic New Yorkers paranoia of its features, its bourgeois squares so paradoxical, his biting irony and surreal, we had.
Here we are rewarded by the dear old Woody that "back in delight," as they say, with a play "to Allen," where all stages his shrewd dialectical and brings a time of excess, but in a funny way, his critique of the grotesque typical range of Western humanity.
He also uses his protagonist to self-celebrated as never before, on film stating that only he (Boris / Woody) has an "overview". A
tantinello conceited, but ... Oh well, forgive him only because it made us laugh so much in the past and he succeeded once again, despite everything.