Plot
Starring Paco Morán, Last Session shows in a romantic tone the lives of the characters linked to a movie theater. Mauri, the usher, sees how his life vanishes with the imminent closure of the Monumental cinema. Teresa continues cleaning until the last moment and Carol, the ticket clerk, keeps secretly in love with Bruno, the projectionist. No one is unconnected to the Monumental cinema's closure, but friendship and fate will turn it's last session to an unforgettable day.
Three characters will try to find a place to live.
Suspected infidelity, lie detection, and the aftermath.
Plot
A Spanish cleaning lady arrives in Aix en Provence the same day her son is being judged for murder. The public defender does what is in her hands, but she cannot avoid a sentence to life imprisonment. The victim was his fiancée, a girl everyone in town knew. In a face-to-face meeting, the son tells his mother about his innocence. With the assistance of the public defender, and then of a police inspector who realizes there are some dark spots in the case, she starts a double procedure: she will face the blind and deaf justice and the media, as well as the xenophobic and conservative society. Her actions, even if direct and sincere, lead to many problems. Finally, after having gathered many evidences that prove his son's innocence but are not enough to reopen the case, the mother finds out the culprit: a rich industrialist of the area. As she has no more options, the mother starts a hunger strike to oblige the institutions to reopen the case and to get the industrialist to get himself up. Will she achieve her objective? Will her son be released from prison?
Action so raw it will shock the hardest viewer!
Joan may refer to:
Joan Sebastian (pronounced: [xoˈan seβaˈstjan]) (born in Juliantla, Guerrero, in 1951) is a popular Mexican singer and songwriter. He has composed hundreds of songs and been a regular staple on the top-40 charts in Mexico since his career began in 1977. His music is a mixture of Latin pop, ranchera and grupera music. His success is not only found in music but also in his short acting career when he became the main protagonist of a Mexican soap opera. In 1996 he made his acting debut in the Mexican soap opera Tú y Yo (You and I) sharing credits with Maribel Guardia (his former wife and mother to one of his sons) the soap opera became an instant televised hit.
Before he had a big successful music career Jose Manuel Figueroa (Joan Sebastian's legal name) passed most of his childhood from place to place. At age eight he was sent away by his parents to Guanajuato for school. When he was eleven he return to Juliantla, his native town, this return inspired him to begin formally composing. But he was sent off again to a monastery in Morelos where he was under the care of father David Salgado. Due to the influence Father Salgado had on Sebastian he took the decision of becoming a priest. So at age 14 he enrolled in the Seminario Conciliar de San Jose(located in Cuernavaca, Morelos). But he soon realized that music was his true calling so when he was 17 years old he abandoned the seminary to dedicate himself completely to the music business.
Joan Alexandra Molinsky (born June 8, 1933), better known by her stage name Joan Rivers, is an American television personality, comedian, and actress. She is known for her brash manner; her loud, raspy voice with a heavy New York accent; and her numerous cosmetic surgeries. Rivers' comic style relies heavily on her ability to poke fun at herself and other Hollywood celebrities.
Joan Rivers was born Joan Alexandra Molinsky in Brooklyn, a borough of New York City, the daughter of Russian Jewish immigrants Beatrice (née Grushman; January 6, 1906 – October 1975) and Meyer C. Molinsky (December 7, 1900 – January 1985). She was raised in Brooklyn, New York, and her family later moved to Larchmont, in Westchester County, New York. She attended Connecticut College between 1950 and 1952 and graduated from Barnard College in 1954 with a bachelor-of-arts degree in English literature and anthropology. Before entering show business, Rivers worked at various jobs such as a tour guide at Rockefeller Center, a writer/proofreader at an advertising agency and as a fashion consultant at Bond Clothing Stores. During this period, the agent Tony Rivers advised her to change her name, so she chose Joan Rivers as her stage name.
Margaret LeAnn Rimes Cibrian (born August 28, 1982), best known as LeAnn Rimes, is an American country/pop singer. She is known for her rich vocals and her rise to fame as an eight-year-old champion on the original Ed McMahon version of Star Search, followed by the release of the Bill Mack song "Blue" when she was 13 to become the youngest country music star since Tanya Tucker in 1972.
Rimes made her breakthrough into country music in 1996 with her debut album, Blue, which reached #1 on the Top Country Albums chart and was certified multiplatinum in sales by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA). The album's eponymous leadoff single, "Blue," was originally intended to be recorded by Patsy Cline in the early 1960s. It became a Top 10 hit and Rimes gained national acclaim for her similarity to Cline's vocal style. When she released her sophomore studio effort in 1997, You Light up My Life: Inspirational Songs, she moved towards country pop material, which set the trend for a string of albums released into the next decade.
Heather Dale is a Canadian Celtic recording artist and touring musician. She records and performs primarily her own original songs, which draw their inspiration from the mythology, folklore and history of various Celtic and non-Celtic cultures. Her musical style is a mix of traditional and modern, with elements from Celtic folk, jazz, blues, folk-rock and world music influences.
Born and based in Toronto, she began her career by performing at Society for Creative Anachronism historical re-creation events; she has been a medieval-era re-creator since 1993 and is known by the name 'Mistress Marian of Heatherdale' within the group. She was elevated to the Order of the Laurel, the Society's highest award for achievement in the arts, in 2001. Her CD Call The Names is a compilation album of her oldest songs (originally released on cassette between 1995 and 1998), all of which present an idealized view of the Middle Ages and Renaissance, within the SCA context. Heather released another historical album in November 2002: This Endris Night, with twelve reworkings of pre-1700AD Christmas carols.
Never tasted
Power generation
You live up your life and it feels like fire, oh oh
Suspended in animation
A trick of the light and it drives you higher, oh oh
Blind vision blind faith
You really can be sold if you dare to disagree
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily, easily
Psychic celebration
Look up in the stars and see Venus rising, oh oh
Rapture, fascination
You live for the night and your own desire, oh oh
Blind vision, blind faith
You really can't rely on what they tell you for effect
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy, energy
Blind vision, blind faith
You really can be sold if you dare to disagree
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy
It's just not within the scheme of things
To give up your life so easily
That's not the way you're meant to be
What a waste of time and energy, energy, energy
So, I see their easels at the water from the window
I know his is not as his is never with them
Seven years I've watched them sadly
Watching with them, understanding
Joan, my head hurts, my head hurts
Joan, I must close the curtain
They will come back in the evening
See the way the sky is changing
Can you see the colors?
He would say to me
Well, of course, I see the colors
Sea is silver, red and white
And no, you don't look, you don't see
No, you don't look, you don't see
In the squares of sun
Slanted on the floor
Slanted over my feet, Joan
This is how he painted me
A halo round me like our lady
Bathed his brush in sun
And blurred my faults away
Joan, the sunlight the sunlight
I am as God made me
I have no desire
For a mouth at my breast
Or a pot on the fire
I heed the higher voices
I go where I'm sent
To mow down the men
Who refuse to repent
I'm a scythe
In a field full of briars
And they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with
A light of my own.
They'll know me as Joan
They'll know me as Joan
The courage of Catherine
The flames of the forge
Sword of Saint Michael
The blood of Saint George
I take what I'm given
I follow my truth
I gladly abandon
The bloom of my youth
I'm the lashing
That falls from
The scourge
And they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
They'll know me as Joan
I fight where god tells me
I never ask why
I've bloodied the devil
With steel from on high
I kill without consequence
Heed no man's law
I sift out the righteous
Like grain from the straw
I am judgment
And heaven
Is nigh
And they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
And they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
No they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
No they won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
They won't call me mother
Or sister, or wife
They will know me or not
By the strength of my life
I will burn with a
Light of my own
They'll know me as Joan
Joan moved away to Colorado
Said she found God and a boyfriend as well.
One that won't hit her or make her feel shallow
There's a lot to learn about Joan
Before I moved in Joan had a fling with the landlord
So she got to stay here for free
And I'm not a genius but I figured out
There's a lot to learn from Joan
And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right
I went to the closet to get dressed for work
When I spotted a box I had not seen before
With all kinds of letters that never got sent to a guy in Colorado since 1994
And I know it's wrong
But I sat and opened in no certain order
A letter or two she talked about blisters and bruises of anger
And she bought a handgun to learn how to shoot
And the last letter said that she had to get out
But I couldn't make out the rest of the note
From the blood stains all over the page of the letters
There's a lot to learn
And there's a lot I learned about Joan
And after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where you slowly misplaced your life
Oh and after all this time, you were waiting on the ride
To stop at the place where they slowly misplaced your life...
Go get it right
Go get it right
Go get it right
Joan are you listening to my voice
You can't escape, you have no choice
It's just as real as anything said outside your head
The voice inside you bites your mind
You can't ignore the words this time
Are twice as load as the jealous crowd that makes you cry
Chorus
Like Joan of Arc you must be brave
And listen to your heart
Imagination is essential to creative art
So look into your mind
And use what you may find
The answer lies behind your eyes
It's not that far
Joan it appears you've seen the light
You must allow a light to shine
Ignore the normal boundary lines that keep you tied
The world is full of hate and fear
You must expect to shed some tears
But precious are the eyes that see the new ideas
Was I a witch?
In the dark days I heard voices
Was I a witch?
Emptied of fear
My shell, was a vessel of love
Light led me forward
Death was not questioned
I embraced him my breast with
Milk swelling.
Child of my life: the names turned my
Flesh into legend.
I have known ecstasy,
Killed and led armies
To Victory
– Was I a witch? In the darks
Oh Joan did you know that I love you still?
that’d I’d give up my whole life so you wouldn’t have to
take those pills
Oh Joan if I had just the chance to say
that’d I’d give up my whole life just to be with you for
one more day
Oh Joan how I wish you’d see, but you’re here alone in
this sterile home
and you can’t even recognize me
And I know it’s so hard to get through this
And I know it’s so hard to get through these days
Through the fever and the fits, we find solace in the
summer sun’s rays
I know you’re too far gone
And I know it’s so hard to get through this
And I know it’s so hard to get through these days
Oh Joan if I had just the chance to say
that’d I’d give up my whole life so it wouldn’t have to