<Sixth Sense> Bad movie version
Mikel
2022-03-25 09:01:23
Samaraan's dull
was scolded in the United States, but it was praised in France. His big dull film may become a cult classic again this year.
may be the same Kind of Destiny, 26 points on Rotten Tomatoes, 7 points on IMDB, a group of people actually commented, this is the best movie of the day, don't you faint...
I think this has a match with Sister Shan's premonition, both of which are tricks Enchanted, as a viewer said, all this is just an illusion before the heroine was killed. The so-called "life in front of me" is that she imagined that more than 10 years later, she would marry a professor and have a daughter blahblahblah..... Uma's The character is a fantasy.
But if you follow this logic, how could the future self imagined by her before her death have been troubled by the horrific school shooting that she has not yet encountered, and she always suspects that she has seen a murderer. Illusion? It
doesn't work at all.
Two stars, making a movie is a matter of hard work, no credit, and hard work, and another star for the picture, very PP.
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Grayson
2022-03-30 09:01:11
For a while, it was a rebellious little sister, and for a while, she talked about a seemingly profound understanding, how it looked like a story that was made up. Could it be that youth is so rebellious that I don't know how to talk about it? Then death became the best magic weapon for screenwriters to pretend to be deep.
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Violet
2022-04-22 07:01:55
@2011-10-28 10:50:21
The Life Before Her Eyes quotes
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Young Diana:
[first lines - smoking in the locker room]
That old bitch! I'm serious, if I have to jump over another pummel horse, or whatever they're called.
Maureen:
You guys should probably put that out.
Young Diana:
Why?
Maureen:
Shrankins is like 5 feet behind me.
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Diana McFee:
[bedtime story she reads to Emma]
When the voices of children are heard on the green. And laughing is heard on the hill. My heart is at rest within my breast. And everything else is still. Then come home my children, the sun is gone down. And the dews of night arise. Come, come, let us play, and let us away. Till the morning appears in the skies. No, no, let us play, for it is yet day. And we cannot go to sleep. Besides, in the sky the little birds fly. And the hills are all covered with sheep. Well, well, go and play till the light fades away. And then go home to bed. The little ones leaped and shouted and laughed. And all the hills echoed.
