Saturday, December 26, 2009

How To Waxs Your Vergina

Saw VI (Canada, Australia, USA, UK - 2009) Brittany Murphy RIP

The plot picks up right where he had concluded the previous year. Detective Hoffman seems to be the only true heir to the final implementation of the plan by John Kramer. In a survey, and the other FBI intended to discover who is behind the new car, the blood continues to flow copiously. The game - as always - more ...




there are spoilers.

Now in its sixth episode, the series continues in setting Mephistophelian Riddler dell'inscenata of deception, conspiracy and revenge plots that taste of revenge against his rancorous (lost) life and death (of others). Saw VI, in view dell'ecatombe traveling to play games as well as providing the final (?) Closure plan of the great strategist John Kramer (an increasingly apathetic Tobin Bell), denotes a minimal contradictory on several occasions in modus operandi for the implementation of an end, however, clear and well defined contours, the now universal "cherish your life " take care of their life, repeated ad nauseam with almost patronizing to our anti-hero. Not without leaving room for the fulfillment of his repressed sadism ( Vengeance changes in person - Saw V ). In these respects, psychology the killer is well desumile and conforms with the logic and the many aspects of the sub script earlier, that you can not browse.
With Saw 3 of Darren Lynn Bousman is the episode that brings in the most member immortality (ideological) of his protagonist. Why, the winning of this great brand, unlike any other boring series, you have known the matter by the main character in the middle of occasions. Its essence lies in the series. Have made it just an idea that comes to life circumscribes walls, houses, rooms and dirty thoughts. It can be anywhere and keep a life lesson, destroy it, help you, destroy you. Change, however.




idea that has been passed in the vicar's vicar, to be obedient disciples amandiane fragile, that encourage trainees to Judas to betray - and here is relevant to the increasingly obvious matrix Christology in the series -. From the countless covers of the sixth chapter can read a well-defined 'Trust in him' . And in this incredible episode, the desire to judge the ultimate decision maker and ask to have their say on any human life and established the finiteness of his tricks if related to the wretchedness of the plan in its entirety - inappropriate in most cases - with the designer fully aware of the marginalization of his work. But only to honor all the way with its remedial mechanisms, ready to provide keys to salvation (real ones) to those who really are his family. The film uses a script well thought that corroborates this. "What I learned from all this?" What? " After escaping a poor victim is asked in the opening sequences. All this ends up exposing his human character representing one of the countless sfaccettautre that alternate with the figure of divination and oracoliana slowly, piece by piece, has emerged, episode after episode, everything converges in a unity (and mysticism ) background with intent, traps, rules, decalogue of good behavior that converges in a moralistic flavor of retaliation and revenge toward life together with the dispensation of justice. His law, questionable, like any other. Dura lex, sed lex .
In the apparent inconsistency of the whole, there is the ricompisizione a coherence of ideas and actions for the rehabilitation of the unfortunate patients ready to look shocked there for better or for worse. His - Machiavellian - therapy that relates to people who have demonstrated inconsistent behavior, despicable, devious than ordinary care. But all treatments have failed and this is always room for does not seem to be immune.

On the technical front, directed by Kevin Greutert gets rid of the cobwebs bousmaniane sending the devil's tricks and sped up footage, a pace more staid, more in line with the reality of weak a miserable office insurance. The photograph then opt for neutral colors and leaves the saturation that did the lion's share in the first four. The master detective anchor to a reality where all FBI investigations take place between the warmth of light colors, almost faded, left to themselves. Once recruited via television or reality ( Tanedra Howard) is alternate with ambiguous personality (Betsy Russell ) ended up forming a strange hybrid criptotelevisivo, perhaps intended to balance the demands they want future episodes for the market for home video, where the results at the box office turn out to be bloodless . The help of the omniscient flashbacks - also here - intimate confines touches of poetry that, for some brief but intense moments they savor the atmosphere, and breathe nebulous shades of that masterpiece of brutality, that vortex of black ominous fate, - the supreme ; symbol of the inability of being able to overcome their own mistakes - that was the Saw III Darren Lynn Bousman of .


The other element that makes Saw VI the best episode of the second trilogy, is the show slowly progressive dethronement of a pawn - Detective Hoffman - finished in a plot much larger than him and therefore unable to develop, evaluate, to shoulder the burden of inheritance on his bones ever read. The irresolution of his actions leads to un'impulsività substance which dulls the brain, and jaw muscles and leads to despair absolute and sacrilegious acts. It comes out the portrait of a loser to which the ever so good Costas Mandylor gives face (disfigured), tonnage and anxieties of mind that prelude to the possible unmasking. The king (?) Is naked. But once you turn the page and the action leaves no breathing.



A lot irons in the fire. Fans of gore will then jump with joy seeing carp with double screw acids dissolved in the face, shot, self-mutilation, guts, carousels horror and amusement parks. This element, in my opinion, is the least compelling factor in the series, the last to go through. Saw VI is the chapter that absolutizes concepts of the franchise, making the figure closer Jigsaw to that of a great puppeteer (Billy, the puppet master) willing to sacrifice human lives, going against his principles, even away from the lethargy of those who has never fully drawn to the existence magnanimous set before him, damaging and ending with the 'increasingly ostracize the lives of others. And above all, the alter ego of IE was John Kramer.
" E 'the will of John ", you hear a voice marked by calm but determined.
His will be done.


Review Salvatore Mennea




Sunday, December 20, 2009

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Thanks, for everyone, would serve no purpose now.
I have wanted to tell you that you are the cleverest and best of all.
not need be.
The legacy of my timid words, here, will remember him forever.
A embrace, sad-eyed angel.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Ladies Clad In Girdles & Nylons

The body of Jennifer Karyn Kusama (USA, 2009)

Needy and Jennifer are childhood friends who, once grown, they develop personalities. The first is shy and reserved. The second is the classic femme fatale who haunts with his arsenal of classic American college. During a concert, Jennifer is kidnapped by an emo-rock band that makes it subject to a tremendous ritual instrumental in its transformation into a being powerful and inhuman thirst for blood and semen.

Jennifer's Body is not a bad movie. It 's a superficial attempt at avant-garde protocinema that - due to insecurity in their abilities - play the card of the extravagant language and subversive having absolutely no control and media management, technical (enough) and acting (a few). Each single cue worthy of appreciation potential is not cultivated but left to die in agony. It took two women ( Karyn Kusama and Diablo Cody ) to form a film absurdly anonymous in the many aspects that could be undertaken, but the yield of the facts are relegated to the canton, in the slums of ' starvation of thought. What the residual, as I pulled to the surface after the sciaquone, is the beauty of the two protagonists. Factor and tasty side dish that can be considered only if additional work is waiting for perfect or almost on all fronts. And to think that even the minimum target is failed: we are unable even to demarcate the antithesis between the (presumed) clumsiness Eyewear Needy (Amanda Seyfried ) and the beauty of Jennifer (Megan Fox ). The shy director is unable to shake off the tired mannerisms that frustrates any attempt to create a charming divertissement drive-in.


plurichiacchierato The character of Jennifer, as well as bring along the spectrum of the usual femme fatale structured browsing the monthly supplement of Men's Health, incorporates mime of provocative expressions of the historical Michela Miti in the films of Peter (against all strikes again). Unattainable, cynical (?), Fearful at times of panic, his characterization is abruptly interrupted in the abrupt transition woman - demon. From here, the scenery becomes pregnant by a number of deaths leaving space for introspective assessments Amanda Seyfried, little lady with the failure to Fletcher put his nose everywhere in order to save a friendship, and - later - a love. And Body of Jennifer settles the best shots when the free field and guerrilla shit you get rid - at intervals alternate - Megan Fox a parody of herself that most fell in the role of cheerleader eater.


Charter of friendship that is managed more intelligently, it could drip emotions. But it does not exceed the embryonic stage of love-hate children - youth, yin and yang, without being able to zap the emotions of the viewer. Screenwriter Diablo Cody is undecided on the transfer of well-defined imprint of its anthropomorphic creature. And to say that the subject was not to be thrown away, as well as some sequences, see the pre-final in the water, which - although the offering to pay Wicked Lake of Zack Passero - well worth a 'look.


The film throws a lifeline When, again patterns and blocks that are already tested in the 80's cult movie Heathers of Michael Lehmann, perhaps adorned with quell'aureola retroguosto from the eighties that is part of a 'horror output on three recently produced. But I do not want to just rehash the past wearily, already worn by running dictates, if it lacks the support of something personal and, if not refined and smoothed the story andandone to treat each piece. There is no feminist subtext, no desire to exploit the female body (turn on the TV about Italy will be a more satisfying for those who are assiduous googlatore of 'tits and ass and hot women') and any kind of cynicism to make a corollary to the story of this demon in heat trying to rip her boyfriend to his ex-best friend. Missing every single shred of personality (positive or negative) just because the minds of women in labor, in addition to a history of frivolous and content foolishly extravagant reel of all the indecipherable indecision.





Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Busty Polish On Scooter

Mundus

A personal project focuses on the traditions and mythologies of Ancient Rome ...

A personal project inspired by myths, legends and Traditions of Roman Empire ...









How To Get Rid Of Bubbles From Feet

pathetic nervous breakdown ... / Nervous Breakdown

Drop Dead Gorgeous ... or, better, beautiful to vomit; o)

beauty Too much will kill you ... or, even better, make you puke o)



Sparkely Gel Bracelet Meanings



A "mini-trilogy of colors" designed to BoDo May (tables you can see them here ). Many thanks to Benjamin Roure
for your interest and support!
Merci beaucoup, Benjamin!

A lil trilogy of colours drawn for BoDoi Mag (see the full thing here ).
A big "thank you" to Benjamin Roure for his support!
Merci beaucoup, Benjamin!




Saturday, August 15, 2009

Shower Screen Water Deflector

WHO DO NOT DRINK WINE Deny GOD EVEN WATER


I apologize to my 25 readers (maybe) for such a prolonged lack of updates, but my life lately has been very flat and empty. Sorry again. Back
however, the event everyone was waiting for (no CIAP, not the beer festival): The PERFECT PAELLA.

History
The perfect paella was created by accident by two young chefs in San Donato in Fronzano. Legend has it that they were trying to invent a particularly refreshing drink made of rice and fish (mah), but what they got instead was a Paella that all the magazines (La Gazzetta dello Sport, Stadium, Mickey, Autosprint, etc) decide then perfect. Since then, the Perfect Paella is a dish that only the pure in spirit can eat. It is rumored that anyone who does not eat this dish perfectly pure is doomed to sleepless nights and the squid sbuffettini for ever, found in the only relief regurgitation. The popular belief tells of a certain Lorens, impure spirit, who for over two years in a row tried to challenge this belief, demonstrating, at its expense, its veracity.

are now open for the perfect Paella (date not yet certain). Interested parties are requested to book (in comments) indicating a preference between Friday 21 and Saturday, August 22 and their name. Grassssie.

Inglese version
I apologize to my 25 readers (hopefully) for such a long updating shortage, but lately my life have been extremely flat and empty. I'm so sorry for that.
Anyway the event everyone was craving is finally back (no, Ciapo, not the beer fest again): the PERFECT PAELLA.

History
Perfect Paella was created by chance in San Donato in Fronzano by two young cooks. The legend tells they were looking for a new refreshing drink based on fish and rice, but what they eventually got was a Paella which every specialized magazine (Equipe, Marca) defined perfect. Since then only who has a pure soul could eat this perfect dish. It's told that every not-pure man who eats it will be doomed to sleepless nights and squiddy burps, throuwing up as the only remediation. According To the popular belief in Lorens, Who Was not a pure soul, demonstrated the curse for two years in a row.

Applications are now open. The Applicant must sign in (comment section) Specifying His preference of day (friday or saturday 22 of August 21) and His name. Thank you.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

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end of a dream?

Yes indeed, I wanted to break a lance in favor of the Frick Door Friends. This emerging group of folk-rock style (I think.) Beat out unfairly and inadequately appreciated by a local contest. Forty Figers the other side. But that name is that? He does not know anything. Does not express an idea. Does not express a sentiment. Forty fingers fingers because they are four? If maybe one of them was not a finger and had called the Thirty Nine Fingers submerged at least would have raised a few laughs. Spoken interlude to be present at a song, "So, this song is .. let's see .. is that I have worn glasses and at this age are beginning to see us not." Okay, the songs are expected and boring texts along the lines of a mediocre theme written by an aspiring high school first maverick, whose sadness is completed by the irony that they were singing then in their forties. Dear Fricks .. just this time there was no story, someone should tell the hippie who said he lacked experience there .. Who is he, De Gregori? Or worse, Morgan? I was rooting for you ..

English version
Yes indeed, I'd like to spend a few words for the Frick Door Friends. This rising group playing in a rock-folk (I guess..)style unfairly defeated and unappreciated in a local contest. On the other side the Forty Fingers. What a name is this? It doesn't make sense. It doesn't express an idea. It doesn't express a feeling neither. Is it Forty Fingers since they are four? At least if one among them was missing one finger and they were called Thirty nine Fingers they would have stolen a few laughs. Short introduction to a song: "So, next song will be..let's see..I didn't take my glasses and I'm getting blind because of my age". Well, the songs: trivial and boring lyrics on the foot step of an essay written by an aspirant nonconforming teenagers from the first year of the high school, Which sorrow Was completed by the irony of a band playing Them forty years old. Dears Fricks .. Was not there a bit of a fight, the long hair guy Who Said You Were Lacking experience Should Be Told .. Who the hell is he, De Gregori? Or even worse, Morgan? I was cheering for you ..

Version francaise
Fear eh?

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Baby Lactulose Teeth Black

LEAST ONCE went to San Antonio


Here, unfortunately, all is silent. Everyone did their utmost to revive backpacks, water bottles to fill, and lamprey to buy pork ribs. But not any more. What happened to the beloved under the spring sun walks in the woods or colored? What happened to the summer evenings to watch a starry sky above his head and a mosquito in your beans? What happened to the pruning hooks, saws, machetes? And what happened to the sausages cooked on the fire and the nights in a sleeping bag with ice to the nose? It seems that there are no more. One day someone said panta rei and someone the past does not repeat itself. Perhaps they were right. Too bad. Too bad.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Cooling For Sportwin Outboard

WHY 'VALENTINE'S DAY?


In Lorens Cherici and Julius Mattresses

Why Valentine's Day? Why celebrate? Love has a time, one day he has an hour? I think not. These fake love. But what is love? And 'the immanige each one of us or the naive perversion of silence? This metaphor is a bit 'like foamy brush us back historically to the god Lupercus. Do you know who? Then on wikipedia. Love has changed radically in recent years, now I feel more love to go with a strappona to eat with my girlfriend by candlelight (which I also eat the bourgeoisie) and gore come the next day. Think Sergio, who now feels only love on the internet ..
But not always will one day come back and we'll be bigger than the mountains, more beautiful and more proud than before. Well. Bravo. Thanks. The risotto was good tonight.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Tattoo On Male Genitalia

INSERT SPECIAL INSERT SPECIAL-Candlewick-

during part of Florentine
But look here-demented Vargas! That just does not understand even if a saw is reborn in a civilized country! It 'a madman, does not even pass a two-meter! If he is worth 13 million euros believe that there is a crisis, with these prices!
-Okay 'by CIAP, so that it does not suck .. He needs time to acclimate ..
-Fri way stupid! From August until now had also set a trout at the port of Livorno! What if I am on the road ..
-You what?
-.. I. .. But
-stop, that we're all good to talk, but then .. look what I accidentally in your pocket ..









-Lo I knew you'd found out sooner or later, you can not really hide anything Candlewick! 'S why I always carry this picture I took a glimpse at a bar, so I can draw attention away from me ..











-I knew it, go to trust men ..

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Lump From Heart Catheterization

-Candlewick-

-Hey Sergio, how are you?
-Everything is fine thanks ..
-There 's something you should talk.
-tell me, there are no secrets among friends .. This wait-
to say, what did you say you've done for the last year?
-I went to a party for metalheads at Ravenna, no is a secret ..
Ah, yes .. and then how do you explain this??
















-not as it seems, I can explain!
-There is nothing to explain, the picture speaks for itself!
-You'll want at least hear my version of the facts before judging??
-version of the facts is one, Sergio dear .. you're a drag queen, and in addition EMO !!!!!!

Everything you wanted to know and you never dared to ask. Candlewick. On fabiani35.blogspot.com!!