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Vivienne 2021-12-09 08:01:21
When I’m too tired to move, I just find a chickflick to review it. Every time I find a lot of details: Uncle Hugh and the child sang the song of the periodic table when they played the piano together; when the second male heard the phone recording of the female lead, he The song played was BWV988; Meg Ryan first flashed at 8 minutes and 8 seconds, wearing the dress she wore when she last appeared; the Enchanted by Amy in 2007 is really similar to this...
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Coralie 2021-12-09 08:01:21
The brief introduction is very attractive to me, I really like this kind of...
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Angie 2021-12-09 08:01:21
Everyone's beautiful fantasy of love exists no matter what time and space. Although the plot is old-fashioned, the performance is not tacky. True love will last...
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Hugh 2021-12-09 08:01:21
The plot is vulgar, but the feelings are real? Maybe this is destined, and in the end the heroine returned to 1867 to be with the...
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Asa 2021-12-09 08:01:21
This logic is a bit scary to think about. . Send your ex-girlfriend to marry your ancestor in the...
Kate & Leopold Comments
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Jamarcus 2022-04-22 07:01:26
Time flies, sweetie is not here
When I watched Sleepless in Seattle before, Meg Ryan's bright smile like the afternoon sun made me and the white fat man in the same room fall in love with her. Later, I watched a few of her movies. Although some of the plots were unbearable, they were still because Ryan was looking for them...
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Aron 2022-03-21 09:01:54
Feel free
Film Philosophy The film I watched, let’s talk about my feelings in two parts. The first part is about time. There are cracks in the world in the movie. The male protagonist came to the modern age through the cracks in time, but what I don't understand is that the elevator invented by the male...
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Stuart: It is no more crazy than a dog finding a rainbow. Dogs are colourblind, Gretchen. They don't see colour. Just like we don't see time. We can feel it, we can feel it passing, but we can't see it. It's just like a blur. It's like we're riding in a supersonic train and the world is just blowing by, but imagine if we could stop that train, eh, Gretchen? Imagine if we could stop that train, get out, look around, and see time for what it really is? A universe, a world, a thing as unimaginable as colour to a dog, and as real, as tangible as that chair you're sitting in. Now if we could see it like that, really look at it, then maybe we could see the flaws as well as the form. And that's it; it's that simple. That's all I discovered. I'm just a... a guy who saw a crack in a chair that no one else could see. I'm that dog who saw a rainbow, only none of the other dogs believed me.
Gretchen: I believe you.
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[Leopold and Charlie leave the club. Charlie is fuming because Leopold has enthralled Patrice, Charlie's love interest]
Charlie: And I would have gotten her number if you hadn't turned the evening into a guided tour of the Louvre!
Leopold: My apologies.
Charlie: Let's get one thing straight. Patrice, she thought you were cute - probably gay, and cute - and cute, Leo, that's just the kiss of death.
Leopold: Perhaps.
Charlie: Perhaps? Certainly!
Leopold: [produces a napkin] I believe this is her number.
[Charlie takes it from him in disbelief]
Leopold: As I see it, Patrice has not an inkling of your affections, and it's no wonder. You, Charles, are a merry-andrew.
Charlie: A what?
Leopold: Everything plays a farce to you. Women respond to sincerity. No-one wants to be romanced by a buffoon. Now, that number rings her.
Charlie: Yes?
Leopold: So ring her tomorrow.
Charlie: I can't. She gave the number to you.
Leopold: Only because I told her of your affections.
Charlie: [taken aback] Wha - what did you say?
Leopold: Merely that you admired her, but you were hesitant to make an overture, as you'd been told she was courting another.
Charlie: Shit... that's good! Well, what did she say?
Leopold: She handed me the napkin.
[Charlie rushes under a lit store window to read the napkin, and starts dialing his cell phone]
Leopold: Charles, it's quite late.
Charlie: No, no, she won't be home yet. I get her machine and leave a message, ball's in her court.
Leopold: You're ladling calculation upon comedy. The point is, to keep the ball in *your* court.
Charlie: [slaps his phone shut] You're right! You're right!
