Don’t get me Started Twilight just like the film it moves up the jagged slopes extinguishing the last fires of hope from anyone that sees it. Twilight is just like a diamond in the rough you see a small shining light on its surface but sadly once you watch it you will see this film is black to the core. Like most things beauty is only skin deep. Well where should we begin? I know picture this… Your heart is racing as you walk into the movie cinema a blood lust speaks to you as you get in touch with your dark side. You walk into a pitch black room you hear noises all around. Your heart starts to race as a faint light shines into this room as the screen begins to light up. Fear fills your body. It grips you. Holds you. Is this the end? Sadly no this is just the beginning of a film that drains the life from you every second that you watch. I have seen this film once and only once and I will never get that time back as time is a river the current takes us down stream and there is no way to revert the flow... I was forced to the cinema by my sister she dragged me there on a dark dull rain...
[2] Missing is a rather confusing film to follow at first. Admittedly, I had to view it a few times to understand what was happening. Perhaps the initial feeling after seeing this film is confusion. However, after having watched it a second, fourth, eighth time, what I really felt was anger. Each time I watched the film, the anger and disgust would grow, so much so that it pained me to watch it again. However, in identifying the cause of my anger, I began to realize many things.
As I waited in line for the haunted walkthrough my heart felt like it was coming out of my chest. As I got closer to the front I could hear the screams of the workers and the guests. Then, I finally got to the front of the line, the black curtains blocked what was inside from my viewing which made it worse. The director told us to go in and this is the time I have been waiting for for
Darkness is one of the main themes in this scene. She said, and brought in cloudy night. immediately. I will be able to do so. Spread thy curtains, love performing night', this.
Barry Jenkin’s Moonlight is a coming-to-age film that depicts on a young man’s battle with his sexuality ad masculinity. The film takes a journey through various chapters of his life, ranging from his child hood to who he becomes as an adult. Moonlight is a very lucrative film in terms of symbolism and foreshadowing. The film is dripping in ironies and obvious tones related to symbols. There is depth in each character, and within each of their grasp is their identity and how their relationship with the main character shaped him in ways positive and negative.
“Her face was fair and pretty, with eyes like two bits of night-sky, each with a star dissolved in the blue.” This elaborate simile creates a mental image of the natural beauty of the young princess, Irene, by comparing her eyes to the night sky. The simile also parallels the depth of Irene’s soul to the dark, endless night sky.
After a long day skiing and a hearty dinner, I sit on the leather sofa in the living room, reclining in my chair while I warm up with the heat of the fire next to me. As I listen to the chatter between all my extended family, we decide to end the night with a movie. My aunt goes upstairs to retrieve a movie from the DVD closet, she searches through the wooden shelves filled with every movie imaginable. She refuses to tell us the film, as she slides the disc into the DVD player. What eight-year-old wouldn’t be excited to watch a movie that they know nothing about? As we all watch the movie trailers before the film begins, the tension in the room rises. The suspense peaks as we all wait for the big reveal. As the words ‘Ella Enchanted’ flash
The story that unfolds from such an apocalyptic nightmare of a situation reminds us how fragile life is and how cruel that world becomes in a time of overwhelming struggles. The Last of Us shows the viewer that the bond and the sacrifices made by two people can have an enormous impact on the world that they struggle to survive in. The strength and understanding of one another as the journey unfolds around them, with every milestone crossed on the characters’ pursuit of a cure builds a relationship, a bond between two vastly different people within the story that ultimately sets a dark eerie tone in the
Life is not about where it will cease, but how you made your way through, and what you experienced along your journey. Willa Cather’s quote “The end is nothing; the road is all” is every bit sincere. We go through life, focusing on the future and where it leads, yet when we look back the end isn’t what matters, it’s the journey of our lives that do. The day to day reminiscing of all the treasured moments we ponder over. We look back on our lives remembering friends and family, and the mischievous chatter that we had in school. The moments that seemed minuscule, the ones we thought we’d forget.
So as seen, the two stories indeed refer to the end as another beginning and resurrect the soul to a new light. Though the idea of the ending in both the works defer according to the writers style and setting, both highlight one factor that holds true for both the characters, “in the end, is my beginning.”
The college campus was dangerous, so your mother told you to stay with your sister.
I stood in awe as his body dissipated into the air. I had to change the cycle. The timer turned in the blink of an eye. I studied his book he had left behind. How many more had there been of me? What caused this life and death cycle? I couldn´t die, I had just been created. I made him again the same way he had made me. We were all different yet the same, the same cycle over and over again. I remembered his fiery orange and brown eyes, his dull blue striped skin, his old leather vest, his tall pointed ears, our strange teeth, and our unique F-hole markings that we shared. I was going to bring him back. I was hard at work as the timer slowly spilled grains of sand, his life was now in my hands. Every stitch was precisely sewn, his
on bonfire night my mum forced my dad to take me and my sister Gemma
The trailer wasn't even a spot in the distance. I had no sense of home behind me. There was only this moment. There was no room for anything else. Maybe that was my breaking point, but it didn't feel that way. I was giving in, I suppose, but I wasn't giving up. It was something else, and it was just around the corner, just a little bit further into the darkness.
...e made up of moments which pass and become nothing. Yet through this shaft of nothings we drive onward with that miraculous vitality that creates our precarious habitations in the past and the future. So we live; a spirit broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came. (p244)
Overall, the setting of New York City and the opening credits of the fast transition between sunrise and sunset represent how diverse people now are and how this generation is changing quicker than we can imagine. Hence, with time fleeting and population growing, there is no more use in evaluating others but our own. We are who we made ourselves to be. If we want our kins to become responsible and mature adults, we are their guides.