Four cameras, four stories, one city
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Structured as four stories and set in Vancouver, we follow four individuals going through hard times, trying to find their way through life. But it's a bumpy road with problems and addictions lurking around each corner. As each tale unfolds we begin to learn how directly or indirectly each person affects one another. TK, is a lost soul, addicted to drugs and unable to remember anything about himself, including his own name. On their way to score, TK makes eye contact with a stranger passing by in a car, who ends up jumping out and chasing after him and his friends. The junkies get away, but not before the stranger shouts "Tom!" leaving a bewildered TK full of questions and now on a search for answers. Bryan is a grade eleven high-school teacher obsessed with one of his students, Karen. Knowing full well of the risks and ramifications if he acts on his urges, he begins searching for excitement in all the wrong places. Will Bryan cross the line? Alice, a prostitute, is addicted to drugs and simply waiting to die. Her child waits at home with her careless, drug addicted, pimp boyfriend. What does a woman do that's been forgotten by society and made poor choices her whole life? Last is Karen, the student Bryan is obsessed with. She appears to have everything. She's beautiful, smart, and hangs with the in crowd. But we quickly learn nothing's as it seems.
In a mad world, four lost souls collide
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Myung-sin, who has become a pirate, lives with hatred in his heart and endures the hardships, seeks revenge on the two nations, North and South Korea, using nuclear waste that has the devastating power of plutonium. Se-jong, a South Korean naval officer departs with his team of elite forces to prevent Sin's master plan of Nuclear Typhoon. Born under the same skies of the same race, but of a completely different nation... Living a life so different, the two point their guns at each other's heart...
Keywords: afterlife, airplane, ak-47, bait, balloon, bangkok-thailand, blood, blood-spatter, blood-spurting, boat
Revenge Is A Force Of Nature!
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A Christmas story. Charlie Gigot is a mute super at a dingy New York apartment building; he always wears a wool cap. One winter, a woman leaves her daughter Lou with Gigot, promising to be back the next day. Mom flakes out, and Gigot - who's down and out, probably with post-traumatic stress syndrome, has a drinking problem, and lives in a basement junk heap with a pet monkey - tries to find someone who will take Lou in. Winter gives way to spring; Gigot reluctantly becomes, in fits and starts, a parent. What if Lou's mom doesn't return; what are Charlie's options? His past may hold an answer.
Keywords: hat, mute, telefilm
Ira: Beaureaucrats. Whenever you get a chance, you've got to blow smoke up their ass. Greases the wheels down the line.
Even the most troubled teen can get a second chance at a place called Hope Ranch.
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This road picture follows a dope fiend named Rick, who believes his goal in life is to track down Ginger, a famous porn star who is currently staying in her Beverly Hills hideaway. Rick is obsessed with Ginger, watches her movies obsessively, and deals drugs on the side, all to the chagrin of his lover Tamara. He decides to seek out Ginger via the road, and along the way picks up Jules, a neurotic, virginal type.
Keywords: based-on-novel, beverly-hills-california, bondage-gear, bound-and-gagged, dope-fiend, drug-dealer, female-nudity, flogging, handcuffs, hawk
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David Howell Evans (born 8 August 1961), more widely known by his stage name The Edge (or just Edge), is a musician best known as the guitarist, backing vocalist, and keyboardist of the Irish rock band U2. A member of the group since its inception, he has recorded 12 studio albums with the band and has released one solo record. As a guitarist, The Edge has crafted a minimalistic and textural style of playing. His use of a rhythmic delay effect yields a distinctive ambient, chiming sound that has become a signature of U2's music.
The Edge was born in England to a Welsh family, but was raised in Ireland after moving there as an infant. In 1976, at Mount Temple Comprehensive School, he formed U2 with his fellow students and his older brother Dik. Inspired by the ethos of punk rock and its basic arrangements, the group began to write its own material. They eventually became one of the most popular acts in popular music, with successful albums such as 1987's The Joshua Tree and 1991's Achtung Baby. Over the years, The Edge has experimented with various guitar effects and introduced influences from several genres of music into his own style, including American roots music, industrial music, and alternative rock. With U2, The Edge has also played keyboards, co-produced their 1993 record Zooropa, and occasionally contributed lyrics. The Edge met his second and current wife, Morleigh Steinberg, through her collaborations with the band.
I wanna tell you what's on my mind
And i wanna bill you for wasted time
And wasted cigarettes that quenched your fix
And wasted spit I left there upon your lips
I'm getting used to the fact you left
And I'm getting used to the loneliness
But even if you knew that you wouldn't care
And now i sit and talk to an empty chair
And bang my head against the wall
And think up ways i should've told you to fuck off
But I won't lose a bit of sleep
'Cause I know that you're really just a creep
And I've got something that I'm gonna keep
Forever and ever and ever
It's a leather jacket
Be careful that's
A lot a lot of leather
Yeah it's a jacket my mom did when I was young (x3)
Would you do it babe for me know
Be careful let it be colorful
If you did not I will color you
Know what is next what is next tell me know
It's a thing made of leather
Thing which is like a jacket
In common it's a leather jacket
Leather jacket
Had a dream that you were in
The leather jacket that didn't fit
Until we split in two
Half of you turned into glue
And half of me latched onto you
Under the summer moon
All for a leather jacket
We were so indecisive
We hadn't really thought it through
'Cuz we were so in love then
And things like that don't happen
And things like that don't slip away
In your new leather jacket, you're somebody else.
It's not nice to meet you in a fortress of self.
Thanks to your new leather jacket, we're nobodies now.
Pack of cigarettes, I empty out.
I miss the way we talked before you went away to school.
Now all you seem to say is "Baby, how could it be you?"
I hate the way you're leaning and you're looking at your phone.
You and your lady are the king and the queen
Rock and roll circus, it's the best I've ever seen
All your leather jackets and your faded jeans
All you have left of your rock and roll dreams
Whoa, put your leather jacket on
Now it's time to be movin' on
You know your lady's like a movie star queen
She's late for her mornings, never wakes from her dreams
I gave her love and I gave her my money
I said, "No thanks, I can't get hooked on ya honey"
Put your leather jacket on
Now it's time to be movin' on
You think you're funky and you think your so tough
Sometimes you're disgusted 'cause you just can't get enough
Think your gonna go back to sunny California
Ride the waves on the cool blue water
Put your leather jacket on
Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on
All your leather jackets and your faded jeans
All you have left of your rock and roll dreams
Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on
And you move through your world as if it was a dance
You never keep your fortune that you made in the south of France
All your leather jackets and your faded jeans
All you have left of your rock and roll dreams
Put your leather jacket on
Now it's time to be movin' on
Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on
Now it's time to be movin' on
Whoa, yeah, put your leather jacket on
All your leather jackets and your faded jeans
My hands are flesh, my tongue is red
I have hair growing from my head
I get too old, I will fall dead
But when I wear that leather jacket with the silver studs ]
I am Evil, I am Glory, I am Beautiful, I am God ] (Chorus)
I eat white bread and I drink white wine
I dine on white meat all the time
I get too ill, I will decline
(Chorus)
Midnight strikes and it makes me sweat
Two o'clock, and I feel so wet
Moon, shine on my napa jet