Chasing Taste (2014)

Actors

• Arthur Atkinson (actor)
• David Benson (actor)
• Peter Bond (actor)
• Joy Bridenbaker (actor)
• Kevin Brown (actor)
• Omar Bustamente (actor)
• Josephine Cashman (actor)
• Ron Cohen (actor)
• Chuck Cooper (actor)
• Daryl Croft (actor)
• Jack Cutler (actor)
• John Dash III (actor)
• Bill Dawes (actor)
• David Lee Denny Jr. (actor)
• Robert Allen (actor)

Genres

• Comedy

Groomed (1996)

Actors

• Anthony Ingram (actor)
• William MacDonald (actor)
• Robert Saunders (actor)
• Todd Shillington (actor)
• Gerry South (actor)
• Stephen Ufford (actor)
• Gerald Varga (actor)
• Trevor White (actor)
• Jennifer Harwood (actress)
• Aisha Jau (actress)
• Trent Carlson (producer)
• Andrew Currie (producer)
• Trent Carlson (writer)
• Quinn Woodhouse (composer)
• Derek Hamilton (actor)

Genres

• Short

Living in Bondage (1992)

Actors

• Francis Agu (actor)
• Sydney Diala I. (actor)
• Kanayo O. Kanayo (actor)
• Okechukwu Ogunjiofor (actor)
• Kenneth Okonkwo (actor)
• Daniel Oluigbo (actor)
• Bob-Manuel Udokwu (actor)
• Grace Ayozie (actress)
• Chizoba Bosah (actress)
• Felicia Mayford (actress)
• Obiageli Molube (actress)
• Nnenna Nwabueze (actress)
• Ngozi Nwaneto (actress)
• Ngozi Nwosu (actress)
• Rita Nzelu (actress)

Genres

The Egyptian (1954)

Actors

• Michael Ansara (actor)
• Don Bender (actor)
• Don Blackman (actor)
• John Carradine (actor)
• George Chester (actor)
• Edmund Cobb (actor)
• Henry Corden (actor)
• Henry Daniell (actor)
• Karl 'Killer' Davis (actor)
• Aurello Galli (actor)
• John George (actor)
• Leo Gordon (actor)
• Michael Granger (actor)
• Yeghishe Harout (actor)
• Richard Allan (actor)

Genres

• Drama
• History

Taglines:

To Nefer, shameless temptress of Babylon, he surrendered his parents' hope of immortality!
"I, Sinuhe, The Egyptian, have committed every crime against man, woman and the Gods..."

Quotes:

Narrator: [opening narration] Today the glory of ancient Egypt is ruins and dust. And the greatest of the earth's early civilizations a thing of darkness and mystery. These mighty monuments tell of a people who were rulers of the world. Who created a civilization never surpassed for beauty and splendour. But the Egyptians were not only builders of monuments. They were human beings no different than ourselves. This is the story of a man who dwelt in the ancient land of the Nile thirty-three centuries ago.

[first lines]::Sinuhe: [Older Sinuhe voiceover] I, Sinuhe the Egyptian, write this. In my place of exile on the shores of the Red Sea. There is no more desolate spot on earth. Soon the jackals and the vultures will make a poor meal of what is left of me. No monument will mark my resting place. I will leave only this, the story of my life. I have lived fully and deeply. I have tasted passion, crime and even murder. It is for you to judge me. You must weigh the good against the evil, the passion against the tenderness, the crime against the charity, the pleasure against the pain. I began life as I am ending it, alone. I rode alone on the bosom of the Nile in a boat of reeds dawbed with pitch and tied with fowler's knots. Thus the city of Thebes was accustomed to dispose of its unwanted children. I grew up on the waterfront of the city in the house of my foster parents who had saved me from the river. My foster father lived there by choice because he was also, by choice, physician to the poor of the city. From the rich he could have commanded princely fees, for he alone, in Thebes, was master of the ancient art of opening skulls. From the beginning I kept to myself. I used to wander alone on the banks of the Nile. Until the day came when I was ready to enter the School of Life. In the School of Life were trained the chosen young men of Egypt. The future scientists, philosophers, statesmen and generals. All the learning of Egypt lay in the keeping of the gods. For ten years I served them in the school that I might earn the right to call myself a physician. I learned to bend my body to them, but that was all. My mind still asked a question. Why?

Nefer: Have you ever looked on a woman before?::Sinuhe: Hundreds, and in the state the gods created them. I'm a physician.::Nefer: Your name?::Sinuhe: I am called Sinuhe. He who is alone. Is this your house?::Nefer: This is my house, and I have guests every evening. I dislike being alone.::[claps her hands to summon her servant]::Nefer: Baraka!::[she handles the pendant around Sinuhe's neck]::Nefer: The inscription of the new Pharoah.::Sinuhe: His gift. I must leave now.::Nefer: Why?::Sinuhe: Because men bring you rich presents for as little as a smile.::[indicating the pendant]::Sinuhe: This is all I have.::Nefer: I have never asked a man for anything, but I ask you to stay.::Sinuhe: I can't.::Nefer: Is it because we women of Babylon have a bad reputation? Or do you find me so ugly. Do you?::Sinuhe: You're beautiful, beyond all dreams.::Nefer: Such flattery must come easily to a man who's known... hundreds of women.::Sinuhe: No one before has ever seemed to me so beautiful, so strange. When I look in your eyes, I... feel...::Nefer: What do you feel, Sinuhe?::Sinuhe: I feel the fever of Thebes in my blood, and I know that I was born to live in the sunset of the world and that nothing matters, nothing, but what I see in your eyes. It's late, I must be leaving.::Nefer: If you go filled with wine and wild thoughts, you will surely get into trouble with some designing woman.::Sinuhe: Would you care?::[he follows as she goes into her garden]

Nefer: No. I brought you here only to show you the gate in my garden wall. Later, when all of my guests have gone... I will be here by my lotus pool.::Sinuhe: Why do you tell me this?::Nefer: Perhaps because I am fond of gifts, and the greatest gift any man can bring to a woman is his innocence, which he can give only once.

Nefer: Wait. Before you touch me I must give you a warning.::Sinuhe: Warning?::Nefer: There is a reason the Goddess of Love takes the form of a cat.::Sinuhe: When I look at you I care nothing for cats or gods.::Nefer: Look Sinuhe. A cat's paws are soft. But they hide claws. A cat takes pleasure in tormenting its victim. Not until the creature is nearly dead does it show pity... and put an end to it.::Sinuhe: What has this to do with you and me?::Nefer: You've had less experience, and I must be what I am. Leave now and do not return through the gate in my wall, or you may regret it all your life.::Sinuhe: I don't even know your name.::Nefer: In their foolishness, men gave me the name which means, beautiful.::Sinuhe: Nefer. Nefer. Nefer.

[Horemheb is praticing his archery when a stranger's arrow hits his target. He spins around and sees Princess Baketamon]::Horemheb: Your Highness shoots well for a woman.::Baketamon: A child's game. I see one promotion.::Horemheb: Why not? A real soldier here is like a falcon among sparrows.

Baketamon: I wish a word with you. Over here.::Horemheb: May I say I've long dreamed of a word with you.::Baketamon: We will discuss your dreams. I wish to speak with your friend, the physician.::Horemheb: Why are you so interested in him?::Baketamon: My brother's been asking for him. He hasn't yet presented himself at court.::Horemheb: Sinuhe has left the city. He's gone to... Memphis I think.::Baketamon: If you hope for further promotions don't lie to me.::Horemheb: I love my friend enough to lie for him, even to a royal princess. What do you want?::Baketamon: I want him saved from this creature who's stolen his wits.::Horemheb: That's easy, she's a Babylonian, have her banished or killed.::Baketamon: He'd follow her into exile or mourn over her grave the rest of his life. No. He must be made to see that she's worthless.::Horemheb: And how to you expect to accomplish that?::Baketamon: By letting him find out that she's betrayed him with his best friend. You shouldn't find that too difficult. Such women like to be assaulted as if they were fortresses.::Horemheb: Your Highness flatters me.::Baketamon: I value you in the same way that you value yourself.::[He sees a gold serpent bracelet coiled around her lower arm]::Horemheb: Give me that bracelet.::Baketamon: You want a reward for helping the friend you love so much?::Horemheb: I want it for the Babylonian.::Baketamon: Oh? Then you're afraid that your manly charms won't be enough?::Horemheb: Not for her. [he notices his friends looking their way] My friends are watching us. They think you're awarding me an honor.::Baketamon: Let them think what they will.::Horemheb: Some day you'll strip your arms of honors for me, your ankles and your neck.::Baketamon: Save your passions for the Babylonian. She'll appreciate them more than I do.

[last lines]::Sinuhe: [Older Sinuhe voiceover] I have spent my life in seeking knowledge. This is what I know. I have written this for you my son, wherever you are and for your children and your children's children. It's a poor legacy. But it's all I have.

[end title card]: These things happened thirteen centuries before the birth of Jesus Christ.

Taia: Fowler's knots? Did you say... fowler's knots?

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Static And Satellites - Merit
• Penny Jar - Merit
• Mourning Dove - Merit
• Man On A String - Merit
• Blue Bedroom - Merit

Abandon ship, abandon hope
We are never what we show
A cold heart for my weakest moments
Such fragile lives for the weaken
Come on
Abandon hope, abandon dreams
Cause things are never what they seem
A blind eye for my weakest moments
Such fragile lives we are leading
And I heard from the satellites
The static we hear
The ringing of fear
We are who we are
And were changing
Yeah
Imagine Earth from outer space
Spinning faster, changing shade
A cold heart for my weakest moments
Such fragile lives we are leading
And I heard from the
The static we feel
The proof that it's real
We are who we are
And we're changing
I walk to the edge
Watch the sun burning red
And I know from the saddest songs
The words that we hear
They help us to steer
We are who we are
And we're changing
And I know from the satellites
The static we hear
The ringing of fear
We are who we are
And we're changing

He wakes up and wonders how his life has passed him by.
And his solitude compels him, something’s wrong I’m losing all my drive.
Please believe me it’s better if we stray a little bit.
I feel so tied down, burned out leaving is the only way around.
Hey - picture it, would they save us from ourselves or leave us here to die?
We have laid in this for days, would have been high if you noticed me.
Where do we run to when times are wrong ? we are here not long.
She wakes up and wonders why her son has stranger’s eyes.
All these failed prescriptions fill the void, but leave us empty in our minds.
Hey yeah picture it - would they save us from ourselves, or leave us here to die?
We have laid in this for days, would have been high if you noticed me.
Where do we run to when times are wrong ? we are here now.
There you go again excuses fill the plate no need
to contemplate we just leave it up to fate.
We have laid in this for days, would have been high if you noticed me.

We are starving
Waiting for the truth
We need answers
More than living proof
We are more than flesh and blood
Here on the radio
We are voices
in silence be accused
We are seekers
Waiting for the news
We are time bombs
Ignited by our views
It takes both hands to hold what you really need
And both eyes to see what you do to me
When you're so very quiet
Like feathers in mid air falling
Are you sad to see us go?
Your hands were tied
What could you do?
You are fleeting
A photograph in time
You are folding
And unfolding in my mind
You are more than a face
You are the morning dove
The reminder to me that
its always love
When you're so very silent
Like snow falling
Are you sad to see us go?
Your hands were tied
What could you do?
Oh, I was sad to see you go
Your hands were tied
What could you do?
When you're so very silent
Like feathers in mid air falling
I was sad to see you go
Your hands were tied
What could you do?
Oh, I was sad to see you go
My tongue was tied

Head down as I decide whether or not to abide,
Head down head down for more and it’s what all the fighting’s always for.
So quit all your whining quit the complaining-
Head down better lead the floor.
You bleed back, bleed back discussions’ over and done with
so why don’t you spend some time outside yourself true you may have the final word,
but by default it takes one great mind to lead our selves right back outside.
You oughtta blame the man on the string he’ll bring an end to every thing
so quit all your whining quit the complaining…..
Head down, Head down protection is everything everything we need.
You bleed back, Bleed back discussions over and done with
so why don’t you Spend some time outside of yourself true you may have the final word,
but by default it takes one great mind to lead our selves back outside-
so blame the man on the string he’ll bring an end to everything.
Should have paid attention to
everything you said you’d do.
But you don’t ask for change.
Your politics are strange.
You would waste our time,
and blow another line.
But you don’t speak for me - NO you don’t speak for me.

I remember when we fell
And you found some piece of mind
Hide behind that awkward smile
You give me when you lie
And this house seems cold without you
Could you do it that way?
Did you ever care?
What a cold let down
(let down)
Out to bring me down
(me down)
What a cold let down
(let down)
Well I don't feel it that way
I will paint your bedroom blue
To remind me of the way
That I feel about you
And would you leave us here this way
Like a book upon your shelf
That you haven't read in ages
I remember when you left
And I thought my heart would break
Into pieces on the floor
Reliving my mistake
And this house seems cold
Could you do it that way?
Did you ever care?
What a cold let down
(let down)
Out to bring me down
(me down)
What a cold let down
(let down)
I would paint your bedroom red
To remind me of the anger
As it swells up inside
Would you leave us here this way?
Like a record on the shelf
That you haven't played in ages
This house seems fine without you
I guess I never really knew enough
Or needed it to say
What a cold let down
(let down)
out to bring me down
(me down)
what a cold let down
(let down)
I don't see it that way
I would paint your bedroom white
For a fresh start in the morning
When I wake up, alone
Would you leave us here this way?
Like a record on your shelf
That you haven't played in ages
Would you leave us here this way?
Like a picture on your shelf
That you haven't seen in ages