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Based on the life of a classic french cineast Jean Vigo, the story follows his daily struggle with sanity, normal life and uncompromising filmmaking. Story also focuses on his relationship with his supporting wife whom he met in sanatorium.
Keywords: based-on-real-person, camera, filmmaker, independent-film, male-frontal-nudity, nudity
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Episodic portrait of a criminal, from 1934 until after the war. Roberto Borgo is tough, cool, sardonic, loyal, and deadly. He comes to Marseilles to help his friend Xavier Saratov get out of jail, first killing a local brothel and casino boss to take over the businesses, and, with the help of Xavier's sister, Georgia, amass money for Xavier's defense. Xavier loses in court, so Roberto gets himself thrown in prison to be with his friend. Escape proves futile, but they are pardoned in exchange for working as sappers. After the war, Xavier is a bitter cripple, but Roberto remains detached, extorting ownership of a casino, which puts his friends at risk. Does he care?
Keywords: based-on-novel, police, remake
Saint Bonaventure, O.F.M., (Italian: San Bonaventura; 1221 – 15 July 1274), born John of Fidanza (Italian: Giovanni di Fidanza), was an Italian medieval scholastic theologian and philosopher. The seventh Minister General of the Order of Friars Minor, he was also a Cardinal Bishop of Albano. He was canonized on 14 April 1482 by Pope Sixtus IV and declared a Doctor of the Church in the year 1588 by Pope Sixtus V. He is known as the "Seraphic Doctor" (Latin: Doctor Seraphicus). Many writings believed in the Middle Ages to be his are now collected under the name Pseudo-Bonaventura.
He was born at Bagnoregio in Latium, not far from Viterbo. Almost nothing is known of his childhood, other than the names of his parents, Giovanni di Fidanza and Maria Ritella.
He entered the Franciscan Order in 1243 and studied at the University of Paris, possibly under Alexander of Hales, and certainly under Alexander's successor, John of Rochelle. In 1253 he held the Franciscan chair at Paris and was proceeded as Master of Theology. Unfortunately for Bonaventure, a dispute between seculars and mendicants delayed his reception as Master until 1257, where his degree was taken in company with Thomas Aquinas. Three years earlier his fame had earned him the position of lecturer on the The Four Books of Sentences—a book of theology written by Peter Lombard in the twelfth century—and in 1255 he received the degree of master, the medieval equivalent of doctor.
The view from the bottom of the well
Down here it's cold as hell, it's true
I left my best ones on the shelf
So this old pair will have to do.
They always seem to get me through
I'm gonna make these shoes
Take me far away from you
I spent weeks just thinking about the way
We fell apart right at the seams
We came to be worn in
And wearing out
The best has already come for you and me
Finally it's clear enough to see
I'm gonna make these shoes
Take me far away from you
If I have to scream it out
To get these words out of my mouth, I will
My days spent waiting 'round
Are over, gone, and done for now
What's through is through
Like you said, it's time for something new.
I'm gonna make these shoes
Take me far away from you
If I have to scream it out
To get these words out of my mouth, I will
My days spent waiting 'round
Are over, gone, and done for now
What's through is through
Like you said, it's time for something new.
I'm letting go of you
With my tongue tied in knots
It’s easier to get my thoughts across
And after all we’ve lost
And held onto
I broke through
I dare you
Bruised and blinded
It’s taken me so
Long to find it
It’s making me whole
If this is what you’ve always
Wanted to find
Free your mind
I dare you
Despite all the years
I’ve waited for love to find us here
And give me a sign
One day it broke through
I dare you (yeah)
Bruised and blinded
It’s taken me so
Long to find it
It’s making me whole
If this is what you’ve always
Wanted to find, then
Free your mind
I dare you x2
The light in the distance is getting closer now
As the past is fading slowly into the background
And we were
So naive
But can’t you see?
It’s what brought you here to me
Bruised and blinded
It’s taken me so
Long to find it
It’s making me whole
Bruised and blinded
It’s taken me so
Long to find it
It’s making me whole
If this is what you’ve always
Wanted to find, then
Free your mind
I dare you x3
Darling, please invite me in.
I want to see where we begin.
I can't recall how long it's been,
So would you please invite me in?
There's newsprint marks outside my door,
And dust upon my kitchen floor.
It cleans up well, of this, I'm sure.
So won't you please come in?
It's a long and broken road
I've been walking all alone.
When I'm with you, I am home.
So won't you please come in?
Darling, please invite me in.
We may be flawed by design,
And now may not be the right time.
But you came without a warning sign.
And I'm begging let me in.
It's a long and broken road
I've been walking all alone
When I'm with you, I am home.
So won't you please come in?
Darling, please invite me in.
From the morning dawn till the day is done.
From the call to arms till the war is won.
I'll release my fear with the falling sun.
Some say love is giving without an end
I say that's a pretty good place to begin
Some say it's a cigarette burning thin
Here and gone like ashes to the wind
So hold me close
Say goodbye
Break my heart
Save my life
Leave me when the morning comes
I just want to feel something beautiful so I can heal
I just want to feel something terrible, something real
I just want to feel.
Spin me round like a beat up 45
Stumblin' blindly down this road that we call life
Love seems like a perfect place to hide
Till it goes and leaves you high and dry
So tear me up
Burn me down
Change my mind
Turn around
And hold me when the morning comes
I just want to feel alone so I can feel alive
So leave me in the cold and let me die inside
I just want to feel.
Are you coming back east
to the family in the South?
Like a traveller on the search for promised lands
Oh, the road’s been long
but stay steady as she leads
you right back to the place where we began
Round here, we wear scars like souvenirs
reminders of a past we couldn’t mend
and the rivers still rise
but we weather out the storms
to taste their sweet salvation in the end
When your faith is worn
you’ve grown tiresome
when you fall to the floor
for the truth you cannot find (and the stars refuse to shine)
Come hell or
High water
I’ll be right behind
We spent our youth growing up and killing time
every day another back road to explore
now the stars don’t shine quite as bright as they did then
and the world ain’t quite as simple as before
And to tell you the truth,
I’ve been a mess since you’ve been gone
I was lost without a compass to my name
but it’s been 3 years, 7 months and I believe
Love’s so gone but we’re still here
trying to make sense of all our tears
We fell so far from what it was
and like a ghost it got away from us
Still we take another ride on this vicious cycle
walking on a tightrope with a blindfold
We’re holding on so close
when we have to let it go
Let it go
Let it pass
find the strength to not come back
we had it all
then it crashed
now we kill ourselves to make it last
love we tried to save has gone away
and there’s no turning back
when you’re running on empty
you’re running with nothing at all
Grown so tired of holding on
but a little more scared of being alone
trying to find the strength to say goodbye
but your cold hand pulls be back inside
we could blame ourselves and keep on trying
but the truth is I’m just tired of lying
in the quiet broken sound
Do I stand my ground or do I walk away?
Do I say the words I know I need to say?
Do I hold my tongue till it goes numb?
Do I turn my back when everything breaks?
When the light out in the distance starts to fade?
I could run, or I could hide,
But I Will fight.
I will hold on till the storm has come and gone.
You're the only thing that I can't bear to lose.
I will stand strong. I won't let you leave my arms.
And there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do.
For you, I Will Fight.
Do I dive right in or do I hesitate?
When the water's cold and my hands start to shake?
Do I hold my breath till nothing's left?
I Will Fight.
I will fight for you.
When all that's left to do is say goodbye,