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"Just Shy of Being" is seen through the eyes of young lovers, Arielle and Rafi, Jew and Muslim. What would be a simple love story in much of the world is, in the Middle East, also a war story. We catch an intimate glimpse of the tragic effects the conflict between ideologies has on the lives of ordinary individuals. The film weaves together the experiences of fictional and non-fictional couples engaged in inter-faith relationships in Israel and across the world, where they confront deep, social, political biases just to exist as lovers and family. The couples are acutely aware of the menacing extremes that threaten them at every turn, simply because they are Jews and Muslims, and in love. "Just Shy of Being" is a film about life lived fully and love expressed deeply, amidst a brutal world.
When he stops talking...Start running!
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An American and a Canadian are driving into western Canada for a fishing-trip vacation, and the Canadian is telling about Canada and her special position as a neighbor of the United States of America. The camera takes the audience on a tour of Canada, showing her tourist attractions, her great industries and agriculture, and her scenery. He points out that both the United States and Canada are interdependent on each other for the common progress. A Paramount Pacemaker short, production number K7-6.
Keywords: 1940s, agriculture, american-flag, boat, british-columbia, columbia-river, commentator, fishermen, fishing, fishing-trip
The American is a 2010 American thriller film directed by Anton Corbijn and starring George Clooney, Thekla Reuten, Violante Placido, Irina Björklund, and Paolo Bonacelli. It is an adaptation of the 1990 novel A Very Private Gentleman by Martin Booth. The film opened on September 1, 2010.
Jack (George Clooney), a gunsmith, and his lover Ingrid (Irina Björklund) are relaxing in a remote cabin in Sweden. While walking, they are attacked by a sniper. Jack kills the sniper and then shoots Ingrid in the back of the head as she leaves to call the police, and shoots and kills another armed man on a nearby road, stealing his car. He then flees to Rome and contacts a "business associate" named Pavel (Johan Leysen). Pavel insists that Jack cannot stay in Rome, sends him to Castelvecchio (a small town in the mountains of Abruzzo) and tells him "Don't make any friends, Jack." Jack becomes nervous, and, disposing of the cell phone which Pavel had given him, goes to nearby Castel del Monte instead.
While in Abruzzo, Jack (now going by the name Edward and posing as a photographer) contacts Pavel, who sets him up with another job. He meets with a woman, Mathilde (Thekla Reuten), who wants him to build a custom-designed sniper rifle for an assassination. He also begins patronizing a prostitute, Clara (Violante Placido) and they begin a relationship separate from her business duties. Jack meets with Mathilde to test the weapon, based on a Ruger Mini-14 (referred to in the film as an M14). Mathilde is impressed by the craftsmanship, but asks that Jack make a few more adjustments. Later, Jack realizes that he is being followed by an assassin from Sweden, whom he kills.
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Here comes the shape, the speech that can't wait.
I see you're weight, shape, bib on his overalls.
What do you know about this world, anyway?
I see a man with a left-field plan,
"I call a vote for to light up the sky."
What do you know about this world, anyway?
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
and caught into flame.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
massacre the day.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
and caught into flame.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
massacre the day.
Here comes the flag!
I'm walking under the black.
Every time you touch this place it feels like sin.
Every time the handshake starts the face draws in.
What do you know about this world, anyway?
Here comes the sun, an American son.
In here the sun shines so bright, eyes blind.
What do you know about this world, anyway?
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
and caught into flame.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
massacre the day.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
and caught into flame.
Ameri-ameri-ameri-ameri American
massacre the day.
Here comes the flag!
I'm walking under the black.
Here comes the flag!
Handshake...this world
Here comes the flag!
Handshake...this world
Here comes the shake
The speed-decade wake
I see you wake
Shake
Fit on those overalls
What do you know about this world anyway
I see a man
With an airfield plan
I caught a boy fall out of the sky
What do you know about this world anyway
Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Amer-American
Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Ameri-Amer-American
Every time you tough this place
It feels like sin
Every time the handshake starts
The face draws thin
What do you know about this world anyway
Here comes the son
An american son
In here the son shines so bright
Eyes blind
will always love you
Uncertainty I love you
Spacious skies I love you
I'll find new ways to love you
All these miles of ghostly west
The Hopis lost to Spain
Now belong to me
I'm the American
I could be a cowboy
Or just a hired hand
Twisters come in April
And rearrange the land
Pick me up and throw me west
A thousand miles from home
Dreaming up my fix
I'm the American
Abilene, old New Mexico
High and dry
Flagstaff Arizone
Cool water
Sipping silver stream
This is my
American dream
I know a squaw in Winslow
Who swears by candlelight
She said she'd leave the back door
Open tonight
Three weeks pay will keep me off
The wrong side of the law
Dreaming up my fix
Getting somewhere quick
I'm the American
Sonny took a train, Mary took a boat
Somewhere it's gonna be better
Everybody needs a little hope
Ten thousand souls waiting on a bus and it never rolled
So it goes
No one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums
I am the American
I got a walking stick and an old sock hat
I've got dirty hands and I've got a dream to match
I've got a pocket full
Of government issue cures for poverty
No one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
All my friends live on the corner
And my guitar strums
I am the American
Under the streetlight, down by the water
Don't worry baby, it's nothing you ever knew
If it makes you feel better, throw down a quarter
Don't worry baby, it won't stick to your shoe
No one's leaving California, Pacific transit overload
Gold dust dreamers never warn ya
And my guitar strums, yeah, my guitar strums