The most dangerous love story ever told.
Plot
Zed, a prehistoric would-be hunter, eats from a tree of forbidden fruit and is banished from his tribe, accompanied by Oh, a shy gatherer. On their travels, they meet Cain and Abel on a fateful day, stop Abraham from killing Isaac, become slaves, and reach the city of Sodom where their tribe is now enslaved. Zed and Oh are determined to rescue the women they love, Maya and Eema. Standing in their way is Sodom's high priest and the omnipresent Cain. Zed tries to form an alliance with Princess Innana, which may backfire. Can an inept hunter and a smart but slender and diffident gatherer become heroes and make a difference?
Keywords: abraham, accidental-death, aggression, anachronism, animal-attack, anti-hero, applause, arrow, attempted-filicide, attempted-sacrifice
Meet your ancestors
This June Evolution Begins
[from trailer]::Zed: You could be my right-hand man.::Oh: I've seen what you do with your right hand. No, thank you.
[from trailer]::[a hunter knocks a bowl of berries out of Oh's hand]::Oh: Well, there won't be any berries in the fruit salad now, so we all lose.
[from trailer]::[Zed has eaten an apple from the 'Tree of Knowledge']::Zed: I might know everything. Ask me something!::Oh: Where does the sun go at night?::Zed: Pass. Next question.::Oh: Where do babies come from?::Zed: Pass. Next question.::Oh: [noticing a snake] There's a snake on my foot.::Zed: In the form of a question!::Oh: [scared] There's a snake on my foot?::Zed: Correct!
[from trailer]::Zed: [pointing to wheels] What are these big, round things for?::Cain: They're wheels, numbskull. They make the cart roll.::[Zed and Oh are riding on the cart, with their arms in the air]::Oh: I feel like a bird!
Zed: I'm sorry. I wasn't listening. All my brain blood was in my boner.
Oh: I'm a virgin by choice.::Zed: Ha! Not *your* choice!
Oh: [Oh and Eema come back out after having sex] She's not a virgin anymore!::Eema: He's not a virgin either.::Oh: I saved a life with my love making!
Cain: [to his father Adam, while trying to flee on a slow-moving cart] Eat my dust, father!
Oh: If we never ever see you again, it's not because we are avoiding you!
Princess Inanna: Come! Come quick!::Zed: That won't be a problem.::Zed: What are we doing here?::Princess Inanna: I want you to enter the Holiest of Holies.::Zed: Oh, that's quite a coincidence, because I want you to sit on the Poliest of Polies.
Risk is the biggest rush.
Toby: I wonder all the time, is there any significance to the people we meet in our lives? Does our life follow fate, or chance?
Kelly: Had a busy night?
Plot
In 1930s Poland, it was traditional for some Christian boys to live for a time with Jewish families in order to learn a trade from Jewish craftsmen. For this reason, Ivan has gone to live on a large estate with Abraham and his family, has learned Yiddish, and has become Abraham's best friend. But the anti-Semitism born of poverty, ignorance, and superstition is fierce in this community of and the two boys run away into the countryside to flee an imminent conflict. Journeying together in a menacing environment, they reveal their innocence and inseparability.
Keywords: 1930s, boyhood-friend, character-name-in-title, christian, circumcision, coming-of-age, cross-cultural-relationship, ethnicity, family-relationships, friend
Plot
A teenage girl runs away from home because police officer/stepfather puts the moves on her. Hitchhiking to California, she's picked up by two guys who are also traveling cross-country. Along the way, they decide to camp out in the woods and run across a family of Satanists who keep their dead mother in the attic.
Keywords: 17-year-old, animal-cage, animal-trap, attempted-rape, automobile, b-movie, backwoods, based-on-novel, blood, blood-drinking
A Startling & Shocking Adventure - As Three College Students Take a Strange Detour to the Land of the LIVING DEAD!
When the dead drink the blood of the living
Plot
Abraham is a Puerto Rican single parent with two boys. He is becoming very worried about them living in their run down neighborhood when one day he notices that Cubans who escape are lionized and given exceptional benefits. He thinks up a plot to have his sons washed ashore as cuban immigrants who will be adopted by rich anglos.
Keywords: breaking-the-fourth-wall, child-nudity, death-of-wife, father-son-relationship, hispanic, independent-film, single-father
Better to drown in the ocean than in the sewer.
Plot
Shakespeare's classic tale of romance and tragedy. Two families of Verona, the Montagues and the Capulets, have been feuding with each other for years. Young Romeo Montague goes out with his friends to make trouble at a party the Capulets are hosting, but while there he spies the Capulet's daughter Juliet, and falls hopelessly in love with her. She returns his affections, but they both know that their families will never allow them to follow their hearts.
Keywords: adolescence, balcony, balls, banishment, bare-breasts, bare-butt, based-on-play, brawl, character-name-in-title, classic-literature
The 1968 Royal Film Performance [UK Theatrical]
No ordinary love story...
Juliet: Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Romeo: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a gentle kiss.
Narrator: Two households, both alike in dignity / In fair Verona, where we lay our scene / From ancient grudge break to new mutiny / Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes / A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life / Whose misadventured piteous overthrows / Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
Juliet: Love give me strength. [she drinks the potion]
[enter Juliet above at a window]::Romeo: But soft. What light through yonder window breaks?
Juliet: That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet
Gregory: Do you quarrel , Sir?::Abraham: Quarrel, Sir? No, Sir.
Mercutio: A plague on both your houses. They've made worm's meat of me.
Romeo: Thus with a kiss I die.
Juliet: Yea, noise! Then I'll be brief. Oh, happy dagger, this is thy sheath; there rust and let me die.
Abraham (Hebrew: אַבְרָהָם (help·info), Modern: Avraham, Tiberian: ʼAḇrāhām, Ashkenazi Avrohom or Avruhom, Arabic: إبراهيم Ibrāhīm, Ge'ez: አብርሃም ʼAbrəham, Greek: Aβραάμ, Russian: Авраам), whose birth name was Abram, is the eponym of the Abrahamic religions, among which are Judaism, Christianity and Islam. According to both the Hebrew Bible and the Qur'an, through his sons Ishmael and Isaac, Abraham is the forefather of many tribes, namely the Ishmaelites, Israelites, Midianites and Edomites. Abraham was a descendant of Noah's son, Shem. Christians believe that Jesus was a descendant of Abraham through Isaac, and Muslims believe that Muhammad was a descendant of Abraham through Ishmael. Abraham is notable for his advocation and promotion of monotheism.
The Book of Genesis narrative that records the life of Abraham presents his role as one that could only be fulfilled through a monotheistic covenant established between him and God. The Qur'an has stories about Abraham and his offspring that are similar to the Bible's. In Islam, Abraham is recognised as a prophet, patriarch and messenger, archetype of the perfect Muslim, and reformer of the Kaaba.
Abraham Minero Fernández (born 22 February 1986 in Granollers, Barcelona, Catalonia), simply Abraham, is a Spanish footballer who plays for Real Zaragoza as a left defender.
Abraham Mateo Chomorro (born 25 August 1998) is a Spanish teen actor and pop singer, who is currently signed to the record label EMI Music Spain.
Mateo was discovered in 2009, when he was ten, by executives of EMI Music Spain, who happened across his performances in the television show Menuda Noche on the Canal Sur TV of Andalucia, Spain. His self-titled debut album, Abraham Mateo, was released in Spain in December 2009. The album was produced by the Spanish composer and producer Jacobo Calderon, who has worked before with internationally recognized Latin singers such as Raphael, David Bisbal, and Luis Fonsi. Mateo is currently working on his second studio album, which is expected to be released sometime in 2012.
Abraham Mateo was born to Antonio Mateo and Susana Chamorro. He has an older brother, Tony, who also plays music. Abraham was born into a family with musical roots. His grandpa has been active as tenor soloist with a church choir for over 50 years while his mother sings Boleros and Spanish music. When Mateo was three years old, he watched the TV talent show Operación Triunfo, the Spanish version of American Idol, and right after the show he started to sing the songs performed by his idol David Bustamante, David Bisbal, and other contestants. Mateo's first vocal coach was his mother Susana, who taught Abraham vibrato and always tried to present him with music that matched his vocal range. He started playing flute at age six, piano and keyboard at age eight, and acoustic guitar at age ten, teaching himself how to play by ear.
1st refrain:]
Upon a February morn
A tiny baby boy was born
Abraham, Abraham
When he grew up this tiny babe
Folks all called him Honest Abe
Abraham, Abraham
In eighteen sixty, he became
The sixteenth president
And now he's in the hall of fame
A most respected gent
That's why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
When black folks lived in slavery
Who was it set the darkie free?
Abraham, Abraham
When trouble came down from the shelf
Who's heart was bigger than himself?
Abraham, Abraham
The country's going to the dogs
They shouted loud and long
Then from a cabin made out of logs
The right man come along
And that is why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
The U.S.A.'s united thanks
To one whose name was Nancy Hanks
Abraham, Abraham
She gave this land the finest son
Who ever went to Washington
Abraham, Abraham
Someone told him General Grant
Was drinking every night
He answered, 'Go see if you can't
Get all my generals tight'
That's why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
[Coda:]
Thank the Lord for
Abraham
Abraham
Look at the stars, Abraham
And believe I Am.
Can you count stars, Abraham
Or the grains of sand?
I see why the tide keeps rolling
I see why the tide keeps rolling in
And building up the Sand Tree.
You've loved your wife, Abraham
But there is no son.
Yet from your life, Abraham,
The Seed shall come.
I see why the tide keeps rolling
I see why the tide keeps rolling in
And building up the Sand Tree.
Give Me your son, Abraham,
And believe I can.
Supply the Lamb, Abraham,
For the sin of man.
I see why the tide keeps rolling
I see why the tide keeps rolling in
Music: Irving Berlin
Lyrics: Irving Berlin
Premiere: 1942
Upon a February morn
A tiny baby boy was born
Abraham, Abraham
When he grew up this tiny babe
Folks all called him Honest Abe
Abraham, Abraham
In eighteen sixty, he became
The sixteenth president
And now he's in the hall of fame
A most respected gent
That's why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
[2]
When black folks lived in slavery
Who was it set the darkie free?
Abraham, Abraham
When trouble came down from the shelf
Who's heart was bigger than himself?
Abraham, Abraham
The country's going to the dogs
They shouted loud and long
Then from a cabin made out of logs
The right man come along
And that is why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
[3]
The U.S.A.'s united thanks
To one whose name was Nancy Hanks
Abraham, Abraham
She gave this land the finest son
Who ever went to Washington
Abraham, Abraham
Someone told him General Grant
Was drinking every night
He answered, "Go see if you can't
Get all my generals tight"
That's why we celebrate
This blessed February date
Abraham, Abraham
Thank the Lord for
Abraham
Abraham
There’s a tale
Told by soldiers
Of two sons and their father
As they sailed to old Palestine
True were these brothers
They sailed to bury their father
They would fight for Jerusalem
You will be meek when I am able
You’ll be the salt upon the table
When all is said and done could you
Somehow be sons of Abraham
I was told by a stranger
Of a young blood thrown to the desert
He united a people with his hands
In the wane to the crescent
He fed the lion to the pheasant
He would stride to the spring of Zam Zam
There’s a tale told by soldiers
A young boy taken to slaughter
He was saved by his father’s hand
He was prized and protected
And prince he was elected
He was to save the wolves with a lamb
There’s a tomb out by Jordan
Where two sides stop to adore him
I had a dream the other night when all the world was still
That I walked out with Abraham below a fortess on a hill
We looked across the Saint Charles River to the heights that bear his Name
And talked of things that had transpired since the last time that he came
Says I on these fields grazed your cattle raised on these your kith and kin
And on this field was fiery battle Montcalm to lose and Wolfe to win
Says he but they both died of wounds infliced by the cannonade
These wounds it seems were never healed, they fester to this day
Abraham
When will this fighting end
When will we learn to recognize
Who is foe and who is friend
Abraham
This field that bears your name
For one a field of victory
For one a field of shame
What of your children Abraham dispersed from this your plain
The continent they conquered though they did it in another's name
The land they won but for their strife the profits went astray
The money never crossed their palms or let them have their say
Abraham
Are we sometimes bound by pride
Too mindful of our hopes and dreams to let the anger slide
Abraham
Abraham
When will this fighting end
When will we learn to recognize
Who is foe and who is friend
Abraham
This field that bears your name
For one a field of victory
For one a field of shame
What of the future Abraham will we achieve some peace
From these solitudes we wander in will there be a release
Will my children learn to find a way to bridge the distance I have not
To learn the scars of history are sometimes best forgotten
And I had a dream the other night when all the world was still
That I walked out with Abraham that Abraham was living still
And in the dream we parted, as families oftimes will
Our questions left unanswered though not through lack of will
Abraham
The questions linger on
There is no hope in all this strife
There is no right or wrong
Abraham
This field that bears your name
For one a field of victory
For one a field of shame