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Returning from the Far East Film Festival

films seen on days 25 and 26 April.
The ratings go from 1 to 5 (max).

Gacha BOY WRESTLING WITH A MEMORY

Directed by Norihiro Koizumi, Japan 2008, 120 '
Rating: 5

Colorful, cartoony, fun, movingly. I tried on the final that same feeling I had in seeing the first Rocky, the feeling that the whole room shouted mentally the name of the protagonist to make him. Igarashi, Igarashi, Igarashi, Igarashi!
deserved the first prize is awarded to the public.

TA PU
Director: Wang Wei, China, 2007, 95 '
Rating: 3

Manufactured by a production house Chinese government, the Sichuan Emei Film Studio, the film written, directed, edited and played by Wang, is set in China in the seventies, during the resumption of university education (interrupted by the Cultural Revolution of 1966-1976).
Delicate, sheer, ironic to see. With slowly.

SPARROW

Directed by Johnnie To, Hong Kong, 2008, 87
Rating: 2

The acclaimed Johnnie To does not meet my expectations. The movie contains very enjoyable, but taken as a whole ... there is something out of place and end the thread that ties the whole movie is broken. We move from scene to "Dancing in the rain" (see the beginning of the film), a disturbing scenes (like the ceiling of cages full of birds), the hilarious scenes (of the four pickpockets), the suggestive scenes in the Matrix (stolen-passport in the rain).

Peeping Tom

Directed by Yoshihiro Fukagawa, Japan, 2007, 110 '
Score: 1

L' "erotic drama" of the festival disappoint my expectations. Imagination and reality merge, but does not unravel. Although it probably was the goal of the director.

LOVE OF SIAM
Directed by Chookiat Sakweerakul, Thailand, 2007, 158 '
Rating: 5

Yes, I admit, I was moved, I cried. The young Thai director has skillfully woven a story that could not fail to move audiences. The public is not necessarily as a teenager might suggest the movie poster. Behind the plot more clear, the delicate love story between two male protagonists of the film unfolds a story even more poignant, raw and real, that of a family who can not get up after the death of her daughter.

GONE SHOPPING

Directed by Li Lin Wee, Singapore, 2007, 97 '

Score: 1

Apart from the perfection of the image (HD), the film does not convince me. Movies Channel 5 afternoon.

FOREVER THE MOMENT

Directed by Yim Soon-rye, South Korea, 2008, 124 '

Rating: 3

It tells the story (true) of South Korean women's team at the Olympics in 2004. Nice movie, a bit 'too romanticized.

How Long To Knead Dough In Mixer

Returning from the Far East Film Festival

films seen on days 25 and 26 April.
The ratings go from 1 to 5 (max).

Gacha BOY WRESTLING WITH A MEMORY

Directed by Norihiro Koizumi, Japan 2008, 120 '
Rating: 5

Colorful, cartoony, fun, movingly. I tried on the final that same feeling I had in seeing the first Rocky, the feeling that the whole room shouted mentally the name of the protagonist to make him. Igarashi, Igarashi, Igarashi, Igarashi!
deserved the first prize is awarded to the public.

TA PU
Director: Wang Wei, China, 2007, 95 '
Rating: 3

Manufactured by a production house Chinese government, the Sichuan Emei Film Studio, the film written, directed, edited and played by Wang, is set in China in the seventies, during the resumption of university education (interrupted by the Cultural Revolution of 1966-1976).
Delicate, sheer, ironic to see. With slowly.

SPARROW

Directed by Johnnie To, Hong Kong, 2008, 87
Rating: 2

The acclaimed Johnnie To does not meet my expectations. The movie contains very enjoyable, but taken as a whole ... there is something out of place and end the thread that ties the whole movie is broken. We move from scene to "Dancing in the rain" (see the beginning of the film), a disturbing scenes (like the ceiling of cages full of birds), the hilarious scenes (of the four pickpockets), the suggestive scenes in the Matrix (stolen-passport in the rain).

Peeping Tom

Directed by Yoshihiro Fukagawa, Japan, 2007, 110 '
Score: 1

L' "erotic drama" of the festival disappoint my expectations. Imagination and reality merge, but does not unravel. Although it probably was the goal of the director.

LOVE OF SIAM
Directed by Chookiat Sakweerakul, Thailand, 2007, 158 '
Rating: 5

Yes, I admit, I was moved, I cried. The young Thai director has skillfully woven a story that could not fail to move audiences. The public is not necessarily as a teenager might suggest the movie poster. Behind the plot more clear, the delicate love story between two male protagonists of the film unfolds a story even more poignant, raw and real, that of a family who can not get up after the death of her daughter.

GONE SHOPPING

Directed by Li Lin Wee, Singapore, 2007, 97 '

Score: 1

Apart from the perfection of the image (HD), the film does not convince me. Movies Channel 5 afternoon.

FOREVER THE MOMENT

Directed by Yim Soon-rye, South Korea, 2008, 124 '

Rating: 3

It tells the story (true) of South Korean women's team at the Olympics in 2004. Nice movie, a bit 'too romanticized.

Mainship 41' Grand Salon

And the winner is ...

Mainship 41' Grand Salon

And the winner is ...

Can You Buy A Costco Cake

Post-it Event: World Book and Copyright

Can You Buy A Costco Cake

Post-it Event: World Book and Copyright

Brain Recover From Heavy Smoke Marijuana

Jukebox Saturday: Afterhours - Sui Giovani scatarro us today on Post-it'll

Brain Recover From Heavy Smoke Marijuana

Jukebox Saturday: Afterhours - Sui Giovani scatarro us today on Post-it'll

How To Get A Bahamian Driving Licence

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How To Get A Bahamian Driving Licence

: cactus crochet

Svr 11 Jeff Hardy Caw Ps2

not know how many times ... The Yellow House

... I opened the blog post and click again.
I like a void, an almost physical difficulty expressing my words, maybe because I read so much and listen too, sometimes useless.
malice that seek to pierce the conscience but that despite the intent of those who shoot out of the mouth, visible effects are slow.
only create the strong impression that something very bad smell and sometimes it does not turn into giusto.Ho looked toward the sky at night over the past two months, and every night I would turn on the pc and write anything that seemed to enter my heart, but I was braking, my idle speed automatic instinct quickly, the next morning thinking that those words would go outside the stesso.Sbagliando.La night was flown away and my soul was already asleep.
I fought very hard to achieve a goal, I sweated and watched myself from inside, looking through my fears and investigate the lies I've said for a long time I felt stessa.Mi only on those nights, sometimes . I had my words and chased away the security to find my limit, I tried the physical limit, perhaps, a madwoman, I heard the water in your hands, sugar on the tip of my tongue and realized that everything has its own texture and its usefulness.
There is a moment of sugar and one for salt, I drank salt water, trying not to drown, I've eaten in small bites or just greedy as I think of times that they do.
I understood the need to go back and have missed my eyes, my hands, I hate the navel and knees hard, intact ... I've always been so, as a child I was afraid to scrape your knee and ran up , too slow with the bike.
I understand you can lie, too, with the little face that is not ruffling more if you think my heart says to be my mouth, I realized that we need a drawer at times, as I have built Memole one and filled it with candy orange and smell of lily of the valley.
I looked and I realized that deep down we are only just if we want, we are indifferent only if we want, we are impartial only if we strive to be, we are independent only if we know that we need others to be.

We are not alone even when we are alone.

Svr 11 Jeff Hardy Caw Ps2

not know how many times ... The Yellow House

... I opened the blog post and click again.
I like a void, an almost physical difficulty expressing my words, maybe because I read so much and listen too, sometimes useless.
malice that seek to pierce the conscience but that despite the intent of those who shoot out of the mouth, visible effects are slow.
only create the strong impression that something very bad smell and sometimes it does not turn into giusto.Ho looked toward the sky at night over the past two months, and every night I would turn on the pc and write anything that seemed to enter my heart, but I was braking, my idle speed automatic instinct quickly, the next morning thinking that those words would go outside the stesso.Sbagliando.La night was flown away and my soul was already asleep.
I fought very hard to achieve a goal, I sweated and watched myself from inside, looking through my fears and investigate the lies I've said for a long time I felt stessa.Mi only on those nights, sometimes . I had my words and chased away the security to find my limit, I tried the physical limit, perhaps, a madwoman, I heard the water in your hands, sugar on the tip of my tongue and realized that everything has its own texture and its usefulness.
There is a moment of sugar and one for salt, I drank salt water, trying not to drown, I've eaten in small bites or just greedy as I think of times that they do.
I understood the need to go back and have missed my eyes, my hands, I hate the navel and knees hard, intact ... I've always been so, as a child I was afraid to scrape your knee and ran up , too slow with the bike.
I understand you can lie, too, with the little face that is not ruffling more if you think my heart says to be my mouth, I realized that we need a drawer at times, as I have built Memole one and filled it with candy orange and smell of lily of the valley.
I looked and I realized that deep down we are only just if we want, we are indifferent only if we want, we are impartial only if we strive to be, we are independent only if we know that we need others to be.

We are not alone even when we are alone.

How Does A Baby Get Ringworm

Jukebox Saturday: L 'Last Witness - Yo Yo Mundi

Inspired by the book "Letters from death row inmates of the Italian Resistance, September 8, 1943, April 25, 1945" (Einaudi).

I wrote to my mother, begging me to come down
to terms with my enemies,
will help you see your brother, you just want to save
I know this makes me and tenderness, but
in our family there is a thread that breaks,
but I think that one day,
in a time not far away, somewhere in the
hear your mother, maybe
with a red flower in his hand,
discover that now you can barely understand: better
a son who died as a partisan Gappisti
a traitor and a fascist is still alive.

Here I write with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing you from the dark depths in ink tonight I'm experiencing.

I wrote to my love,
not see me back, I wrote to her breast
not have my children to feed,
I wrote to her lips that will not have my kisses coloring
I wrote to her eyes that do not I can already remember most
returned in all their radiant beauty
when the white bandage on my teach me a new stroke,
before this eternal night so violent, as maternal
these shots after I separated from her.

Here I write with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing you from the darkness of the night deep with the ink of this terrible time.

When the last of us will be gone,
when those who lived through those years of struggle and hope socchiuderà eyes to the world.
When the last smile goes out.
At that precise moment, remember these words of mine and do a song
a song to sing, to sing
to dream, to dream

still together.
A story of courage and fear ...
death, memory, furture and culture.
A story of desire and poetry ...
a story now that your no longer mine.

A wonderful story of a strange kind of love ...
of which you'll always be the last witness.

Here I am writing with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide.

How Does A Baby Get Ringworm

Jukebox Saturday: L 'Last Witness - Yo Yo Mundi

Inspired by the book "Letters from death row inmates of the Italian Resistance, September 8, 1943, April 25, 1945" (Einaudi).

I wrote to my mother, begging me to come down
to terms with my enemies,
will help you see your brother, you just want to save
I know this makes me and tenderness, but
in our family there is a thread that breaks,
but I think that one day,
in a time not far away, somewhere in the
hear your mother, maybe
with a red flower in his hand,
discover that now you can barely understand: better
a son who died as a partisan Gappisti
a traitor and a fascist is still alive.

Here I write with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing you from the dark depths in ink tonight I'm experiencing.

I wrote to my love,
not see me back, I wrote to her breast
not have my children to feed,
I wrote to her lips that will not have my kisses coloring
I wrote to her eyes that do not I can already remember most
returned in all their radiant beauty
when the white bandage on my teach me a new stroke,
before this eternal night so violent, as maternal
these shots after I separated from her.

Here I write with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing you from the darkness of the night deep with the ink of this terrible time.

When the last of us will be gone,
when those who lived through those years of struggle and hope socchiuderà eyes to the world.
When the last smile goes out.
At that precise moment, remember these words of mine and do a song
a song to sing, to sing
to dream, to dream

still together.
A story of courage and fear ...
death, memory, furture and culture.
A story of desire and poetry ...
a story now that your no longer mine.

A wonderful story of a strange kind of love ...
of which you'll always be the last witness.

Here I am writing with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide,
here I am writing with ink from the deep darkness of the night where I hide.

Best Electric Razor Sensitive Skin

Post-it Theater: Anna Politkovskaya

Best Electric Razor Sensitive Skin

Post-it Theater: Anna Politkovskaya

Ford Mondeo Ambient Temperature Gauge

Post-it poetry: Poetry dorsal

time passes, Andrea Ferrari, Fazi Editore
For god my love , Raymond Chandler, Feltrinelli
hours made himself, Anthony Pascale, Minimum Fax
Yesterday, Agota Kristof, Einaudi
When you left me ... , Charles Bukowki, Minimum Fax
Pellegrino sea , Par Lagerkvist, Hyperborea

have eyes to see , Leonardo Pica Cimarra, Minimum Fax

not is paradise, Antonella Cilento, Sironi Editore

Write a Poem Ridge is the new challenge Fahrenheit launches its listeners. How is? Just put the books on top of each other so that the securities are to form the verses concatenino . Stacked books and leggetene titles one after another, up to a maximum of six lines. Send an email to fahre@rai.it with your poem, also indicating the titles and authors of the books used, your telephone number and, if you want, even the photo with the composition of your volumes. The Editor reserves and choose some of them read by the authors in transmission, but all mail will be sent to specially set up by the Turin Book Fair poesiadorsale@fieralibro.it

a special jury will review all mail coming to proclaim the winner, who will win a top prize: a weekend in Turin (including travel and accommodation) with free access to the Book Fair.

Ford Mondeo Ambient Temperature Gauge

Post-it poetry: Poetry dorsal

time passes, Andrea Ferrari, Fazi Editore
For god my love , Raymond Chandler, Feltrinelli
hours made himself, Anthony Pascale, Minimum Fax
Yesterday, Agota Kristof, Einaudi
When you left me ... , Charles Bukowki, Minimum Fax
Pellegrino sea , Par Lagerkvist, Hyperborea

have eyes to see , Leonardo Pica Cimarra, Minimum Fax

not is paradise, Antonella Cilento, Sironi Editore

Write a Poem Ridge is the new challenge Fahrenheit launches its listeners. How is? Just put the books on top of each other so that the securities are to form the verses concatenino . Stacked books and leggetene titles one after another, up to a maximum of six lines. Send an email to fahre@rai.it with your poem, also indicating the titles and authors of the books used, your telephone number and, if you want, even the photo with the composition of your volumes. The Editor reserves and choose some of them read by the authors in transmission, but all mail will be sent to specially set up by the Turin Book Fair poesiadorsale@fieralibro.it

a special jury will review all mail coming to proclaim the winner, who will win a top prize: a weekend in Turin (including travel and accommodation) with free access to the Book Fair.

How Long Will Tonsils Stay Swollen After Mono

Post-it Event: Far East Film Festival


E 'out of the program of the tenth edition of Far East Film Festival of Udine. To download, click here . I'll be there on 25, 26, April 27.

How Long Will Tonsils Stay Swollen After Mono

Post-it Event: Far East Film Festival


E 'out of the program of the tenth edition of Far East Film Festival of Udine. To download, click here . I'll be there on 25, 26, April 27.

Gallbladder Polyp 1 Cm

Politometro

Gallbladder Polyp 1 Cm

Politometro