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Cale 2022-04-22 07:01:54
Just after watching the Sex and the City series, I turned around and opened a movie and saw that Samantha was playing Harry Potter's mother. This kind of situation of seeing the same actor in an unrelated film and television in a short period of time appeared in my movie watching history. It's happened many times, don't know why, but I don't think it's a...
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Adalberto 2022-04-22 07:01:54
Reminds me of the Korean War, and what happened to Chinese fighters is similar. It also reminds me of parents who lost their children studying...
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Jamil 2022-04-22 07:01:54
May be I don't understand the...
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Joyce 2022-04-22 07:01:54
Seeing things and thinking about feelings hurts the most, but you still have to take responsibility for your own...
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Evie 2022-04-22 07:01:54
A good subject, but handled mediocrely, always interrupting the narrative at a dramatic high point and cutting to another scene kind of spoils the...
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Owen 2022-04-22 07:01:54
Can partial facial expressions elevate the height of a...
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Davonte 2022-04-22 07:01:54
A total collapse of the...
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Blanche 2022-04-22 07:01:54
Watched for the egg mud, the film is very general, just, there is nothing...
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Quinn 2022-04-22 07:01:54
This father's psychological quality is really strong, and it was the last manifestation of the so-called aristocratic spirit during World War...
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Alexys 2022-04-21 09:03:34
Thought provoking hopeless...
My Boy Jack Comments
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Jess 2022-01-28 08:22:59
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
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Lesly 2022-01-28 08:22:59
World War I glory
(2009.11.12) Everyone has their dreams. There are very few who can open their minds and move forward boldly. It may be the closure of reality, or it may be the difference of ideology between people. In the age of raging wars, it is a choice whether to live in a comfortable nest at the rear, or to...
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Caroline Kipling: [crying] I miss him.
Rudyard Kipling: [bursts into tears] So do I.
Caroline Kipling: I can feel his head on my chest. I can feel his thick hair under my fingers. I can hear him laugh. I can feel his heat against me.
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[last lines]
Rudyard Kipling: Have you news of my boy Jack?/ Not this tide./ When d'you think that he'll come back?/ Not with this wind blowing, and this tide./ Has any one else had word of him?/ Not this tide./ For what is sunk will hardly swim, Not with this wind blowing, and this tide./ Oh, dear, what comfort can I find?/ None this tide,/ Nor any tide,/ Except he did not shame his kind-/ Not even with that wind blowing, and that tide./ Then hold your head up all the more,/ This tide,/ And every tide;/ Because he was the son you bore,/ And gave to that wind blowing and that tide!
