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Accompanied by a security guard, a businessman and a seemingly intoxicated tramp the collective soon find the complex abandoned, but they are not alone.
A pseudo-ancient fantasy hack-n-slash tale featuring twin barbarian brothers with a collective IQ of hot water, character names that seem to have been derived from a Mad Libs book, and such classic lines as "Hold her down and uncover her belly!",
Wargaming is an interesting phenomena that delves into our collective need to "escape" from reality and the sometimes mundaneness of our existence -- something almost everyone can relate to.
Not only is it a musical with annoyingly forgettable tunes, the requisite cheesy effects and cameos by stars long past their collective primes, it seems to have been produced as somebody's good acid trip.
At the end of our collective viewing, me and my friends estimated that we each lost 5% of our brains during its course.
This was from what I can recall, one of the most boring, non-scary, waste of our collective $6, and a waste of film.
Though great-looking in widescreen, the picture is otherwise quite deadly, a failure even Liz 'n Dick-philes should shun (the stars' collective "what the hell!" attitude to their late-'60s film careers reached an ego-mad nadir here).
Not because it's abysmal or because given the collective credentials of the creative team behind it really ought to deserve them but because in every category it was nominated Prizzi's Honor disappoints.
Yorkshire Television learnt this the hard way when in 1979 they bought the rights to the books credited to Dick Francis, three of which were broadcast under the collective title 'The Racing Game'.
We are all a part of a whole energy where we are not beings, but a collective consciousness, but we are individuals who can change the world, but there are many of each of us because of all the different dimensions, but we can choose who we are, and we have a purpose to do good, but there is no god because there is nothing better than us, so there is no such thing as right and wrong, so there is no such thing as reward or punishment, so nothing good ever came out of religion, but we should still do good anyway, even though there is no such thing as bad and good because there is nobody to decide what that is, except for the fact that we each can make life good if we all meditate, and then crime will cease, and if we say nice things, our water will freeze into pretty shapes.
In fact Dumbland maybe in for nobody except Lynch and that's what make it funny and a collective cartoon.
From their collective output, only a few movies (or may I say just one?) made an impact at the box office.
New York, I Love You is a collective work of eleven short films, with each segment running around 10 minutes long.
The collective acting energy of this movie could have powered the equipment for the production of this entire film.
I've seen most of the rest of Sarno's films, and the other films starring or featuring Jennifer Welles, and I must say that this was both Sarno and Jennifer at their collective best.
But in the Pervert's Guide to Cinema he also makes even the more far-reaching points a point of departure from any other analysis I've seen on a collective section of films.
There are just so many individual and collective skits of hilarity in here that if you honestly haven't seen this film then you are missing out on one of the best stand-ups ever.
What is sad in some regards now is the realization upon seeing it again that the era of life portrayed here is now gone from the collective American psyche to some extent.
This movie notates the reality of things; you ultimately have to live up to the role inside your collective head.
This movie is one of the few, if not the only Colombian production that I can feel proud of, it tells a story close to our culture and our collective personality in a psychedelic and frenetic tone that reminds us of Fernando Meirelles's "Cidade De Deus".The movie is filled with creative film-making and literary reflections, and the various outcomes are usually pumped with an irony that makes it amazingly realistic, and often put that slightly sadistic smile on your face. the wit and crudity of Aljure in representing the particular things that makes us Colombians is overwhelming,and is truly revealing at some times.Don't let other comments bump you out, this really is one of the most amazing films I have ever seen.
The characters are not typical western heroes, willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of the collective.
Faced with challenges and temptations, the innocent comes face-to-face with his collective self (a concept based on Jung's "Collective Unconscious").
The actors were designated by their collective wallet, not heart or mind, and the direction was simplistic.
Nor does the fact that the world in this film seems to have undergone collective amnesia.
Rather than us going along on the journey with them, we are given collective interviews from different people in the style of another episode of VH1's Driven...shows.
The audience is allowed to breathe a collective 'Aaaaaahhhhh' of satisfaction.
I hear you cry! Why, they turn you into a vegetable before they devour you.....obviously (dont you feel stupid for asking now?) I'd also like to clarify that Troll 2 has nothing whatsoever to do with 'Troll 1' or indeed a troll or collective trolls.
The movie's a broad spoof that winks at itself, actually it pretty much elbows itself in the ribs and guffaws, unlike the audience, which is likely sitting there furtively checking its collective watch every few minutes.
Very sad in this respect, but a movie that needs to be seen, hopefully to get people thinking about their impact as a collective mass that everyone is having on this poor planet we call home, often to the detriment of all other forms of life which have suffered terribly in one way or another, and I think this is what was being shown in the film, and the spirit of the earth and it's misplaced creatures rising up conveyed this message very well, though not in such detail as to spoil the mysterious effect but in ghostly ways that were just right, not too little and not too much, but just enough to get the message home to what it was really all about.
He finds out a little more, from another,older passenger who seems to be in charge of a localized group of these beings-he manages after a fight,to damage the mechanical brain and he begins talking incoherently about "Dynamitards...are the collective of Dymogeny" and how they intend to fully take over.
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