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When an eccentric and insecure young woman is mistaken for her dead identical twin, she seizes the chance to leave her pathetic existence behind and assume her sister's life. Through this absurd masquerade as "the pretty one" she finally learns to value her own identity
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In Havana, Cuba in the late 1950's, a wealthy family, one of whose sons is a prominent nightclub owner, is caught in the violent transition from the oppressive regime of Batista to the Marxist government of Fidel Castro. Castro's regime ultimately leads the nightclub owner to flee to New York.
Keywords: 1950s, beating, blood, bomb, brother-brother-relationship, che-guevara, comedian, cuba, cuban-flag, cuban-revolution
A place you leave is a place that lives forever.
Fico Fellove: Havana is very much like a rose: it has petals, and it has thorns... So it depends on how you grab it, but in the end, it always grabs you...
Don Federico Fellove: In the sea, even a shark can drown.
Aurora Fellove: Who said woman is like a flower?::Fico Fellove: Poet with a sensitive smell.
Meyer Lansky: She was a beautiful thing Havana. We should have known she was a... heartbreaker.
[first lines]::Alberto Mora: A message from Pelico. [gangsters begin shooting]
Fico Fellove: You're lucky you're on the other side of the room!::Ricardo Fellove: I feel lucky that I'm on the other side of the room, it probably stinks on that side of the room.
Fico Fellove: [to man about to be executed] Life is becoming a dress rehearsal for a show nobody will see.
Fico Fellove: [preparing his gun]::The Writer: Can I offer a serious thought from someone who is never serious?::Fico Fellove: No.::The Writer: Then that was it.
Don Federico Fellove: Do you know what a zugzwang is?::Fico Fellove: It's a chess move.::Don Federico Fellove: It is a chess move that is no move at all. It is actually a position. A position in which each player will obtain a worse result if it were his time to move, than if it were not. Do you follow?::Don Donoso Fellove: A double bind.::Don Federico Fellove: [pointing to himself and Fico] A reciprocal situation. All you have to do is act accordingly. Which means...::Don Donoso Fellove: ...to not act at all.
The Writer: [indicating Fico] When I grow up I want to be just like him.::Aurora Fellove: Why?::The Writer: Because, he never pays.
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Wannabe actress Andie is dating wannabe gangster Tony. Tony and his buds pull off a scheme to heist the money and drugs from a drug buy. To cover Tony, the inside man, his buddies throw him in their trunk as they flee the scene and pretend to shoot him. But Tony doesn't have the good sense to stay out of site and soon the gangsters are after him, his crew and Andie.
Keywords: bare-breasts, breaking-up-with-boyfriend, campfire, catholic, champagne, cleveland-ohio, confessing-sins, drug-theft, fellatio, fight-in-the-restroom
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In ancient Greece a race of evil aliens from the moon land on earth. For years they've terrorized the nearby city of Samar, demanding children for sacrifice. Now, the queen of Samar has made a pact with the moon men to conquer the world and become the most powerful woman alive. However, the residents of Samar, sick of all the chaos, cheer when the mighty Hercules shows up to put a stop to it all.
Keywords: action-hero, adventure-hero, aging, alien, armor, arrow-in-chest, attempted-drowning, attempted-seduction, bare-chested-male, bare-chested-male-bondage
Planets On Collision Course!
Earth's mightiest man battles moon monsters!
Queen Samara: And as for Hercules, I want him taken alive. He'll pay dearly for the trouble he's caused me.
Maciste: [to Claudis] Your daughter is as courageous as she is beautiful.
Timor is an island at the southern end of Maritime Southeast Asia, north of the Timor Sea. It is divided between the independent state of East Timor, and West Timor, belonging to the Indonesian province of East Nusa Tenggara. The island's surface is 30,777 square kilometres. The name is a variant of timur, Malay for "east"; it is so called because it is at the eastern end of Lesser Sunda Islands.
Similar to nearby islands, most Timorese are Melanesian[dubious – discuss] and anthropologists identify eleven distinct ethno-linguistic groups in Timor. The largest are the Atoni of western Timor, and the Tetum of central and eastern Timor. Most Timor indigenous Timorese languages belong to the Austronesian group of languages spoken through the Indonesian archipelago. The non-Austronesian languages are related to languages spoken in the Halmahera in the Maluku Islands and Western New Guinea.
The official languages of East Timor are Tetum and Portuguese, while in West Timor it is Indonesian. Indonesian is also widely spoken and understood in East Timor.
Paul Henri de Leeuw (born March 26, 1962 in Rotterdam) is a Dutch television comedian, singer and actor.
De Leeuw gained national fame in the late eighties and early nineties with television shows for broadcasting company VARA. Though satire was only a part of these shows and much of its humour was essentially harmless, he came into publicity with satire about Dutch show business personalities who were often ridiculed. Besides, many obscure musical acts were featured in his shows, many of which managed to gain national fame after they had been in De Leeuw's show (e.g. Twarres and René Klijn, a former boyband member who contracted AIDS).[citation needed] VARA has since continued his shows apart from a few interruptions, often with considerable success.
In the early nineties, Paul de Leeuw also had some shows celebrating the new year. In the 1993-1994 show he satirized the new commercial television station RTL 5 by announcing another new station, "RTL 6" (RTL six, beter dan niks (lit. better than nothing)). This led to a lawsuit by the RTL company, who demanded that De Leeuw withdraw his joke.
Timor, Timor
Yale, Yale
East Timor, Timor
Timor, Timor
Timor, Timor
Going on and on and on and on
This is going on and on and on and on now
Said it once and say it twice
I want to save your time
Safety, safety
It's alright, it's alright
'Cause the system never fails
The good guys are in power
And the bad guys are in jail
It's alright, it's alright
Just as long as we can vote
We live in democracy
And that's what we promote
Isn't it? Isn't it?
Oooh...
Isn't it? Isn't it?
Oooh...
It's alright, it's alright
If the news says half the truth
Hearing what we want's
The secret of eternal youth
It's alright, it's alright,
If the planet splits in three
'Cause I'll keep on selling records
And you've got your MTV
If we forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about the people who don't matter anymore?
East Timor
Timor, Timor
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
It's alright, it's alright
They don't show it all on TV
So we won't really know it
Just by watching *BC
It's alright, it's alright
For a flag we die or kill
As long as we don't know it
Do it just to pay the bills
If we forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about the people who don't matter anymore?
If we forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about the people who don't matter anymore?
East Timor
Timor, Timor
Let's keep tanning while it's sunny
They'll risk our hides to make their money
Now don't you find that funny?
If we forget about 'em
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about those people who don't matter anymore?
If we forget about 'em
Don't worry
If they forget about us
Then hurry
How about those people who don't matter anymore?
East Timor
Timor, Timor
East Timor
Timor, Timor
I saw a man in my dream, calling out, in the Timorese language,
he was gripped by, an iron claw, defining the pain and agony,
he cried out straight from the heart.
Freedom for East Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor.
Like the Yolngu people, calling out for a change, they fought for their rights,
not to be divided, same movement we hear, same feelings we share,
to see our own people dying, while our mothers are crying,
it's been a cry, straight from the heart.
Freedom for East Timor, nothing less and nothing more, freedom for East Timor.
I'm a prisoner in my own land, why do one rule and others suffer,
is this justice? Is this justice? Is this justice?
Like the Chechens and the West Irians, they have one thing in common,
they are fighting for freedom, why do we have to surer,
just to live our life in peace, you can hear our cry,
it's coming straight from our heart
I'm a prisoner in my own land,
why do one rule and others suffer,
is this justice? Is this justice? Is this justice?