The Green Mile evaluation action
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Tiara 2022-03-21 09:01:03
"The Green Mile." Three hours, a story in a prison where death row prisoners are being held. Here are the extremes of humanity. Cruelty, violence, fear, regret, and understanding, tenderness, and light. It is not only the prisoners who are cruel, but also the prison guards who are bright. Shocking everywhere, opened my vision of the human heart. And this big black man, sad John Coughley, he was gentle, afraid of the dark, and often full of tears in his eyes. He received a gift from God.
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Makayla 2022-03-24 09:01:04
2009-2-20 16:20:42 #111 For such a "good" movie, the note marked "smelly and long" seems a bit too vicious, but I always think this is the kind of movie you can just watch A movie that ignores the process at the beginning and end. What is too much is that this movie has 188 minutes! I still have time for this life lesson, half an hour, rat
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Wild Bill Wharton: Come on, fuckstick! No sneaking up on me this time. We'll go man to man.
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Old Paul Edgecomb: [Sitting on a table drinking coffee with Elaine after she takes him aside from the TV room] I guess sometimes the past... just catches up with you whether you want it to or not. It's silly...
Elaine Connelly: Was it the film?
[pause]
Elaine Connelly: It was, wasn't it?
Old Paul Edgecomb: I haven't spoken of these things in a long time, Ellie. Over sixty years.
Elaine Connelly: [Ellie takes Paul's hand and comforts him] Paul... I'm your friend.
Old Paul Edgecomb: Yes. Yes, you are.
[long pause]
Old Paul Edgecomb: I ever tell you I was a prison guard during the Depression?
Elaine Connelly: You've mentioned it.
Old Paul Edgecomb: Did I mention I was in charge of Death Row? That I supervised all the executions?
[Ellie shakes her head]
Old Paul Edgecomb: They usually call Death Row the Last Mile, but we called ours the Green Mile because the floor was the color of faded limes. We had the electric chair then; Old Sparky, we called it.
[pause]
Old Paul Edgecomb: I've lived a lot of years, Ellie... but 1935 takes the prize. That was the year I had the worst urinary infection of my life. That was also the year of John Coffey and the two dead girls...