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They grew up in the rough-and-tumble ethnic neighborhoods of Chicago, speaking Italian at home, learning English at school and hanging out with friends of all backgrounds. Then war came along and turned their world upside down. Through in-depth interviews and rare archival material, "5,000 Miles From Home" tells the riveting tale of how an entire generation of Chicago-area Italian boys became American men in the crucible of World War II. When you trade pasta and stickball for k-rations and an M1 rifle, something's got to give.
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Nearly 200 hundred years ago a series of earthquakes rocked the North American continent right in the heart of the mid west. Take a journey into the New Madrid Seismic Zone and learn of the extraordinary power unleashed by the 1811-1812 earthquakes. Hear the stories from people who have grown up knowing what might happen without warning. Explore the region and see how the earthquakes of the past have changed the landscape forever and come to understand how a major earthquake today could affect far more than just mid western fields and farms.
Keywords: arkansas, earthquake, illinois, kentucky, midwest, missouri, new-madrid-missouri, rumbling, tennessee, zone
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BETWEEN THE LINES explores the Vietnam War through the prism of the surfing sub-culture. The film looks at the dramatic effect that the Vietnam War and draft had on young American men who rode waves. Narrated by John Milius, Between the Lines explores the choice that most draft age surfers faced during the Vietnam War era: either go to war or evade the draft. It was one or the other. Between the Lines delves into the lives of two surfers who choose opposite paths. Pat Farley and Brant Page. While following the lives of these two surfers the film chronicles the impact of the Vietnam War on the surfing lifestyle. From the peaceful shores of Hawaii to the canopy jungles of Vietnam, Between the Lines excavates the surfing cultures response to an extraordinary circumstance.
The True Story of Surfers and the Vietnam War
Narrated by Tony-Award winner Joe Mantegna, A documentary tracing 150 years of the Italian American experience in Chicago
Narrated by Tony-Award winner Joe Mantegna, A documentary tracing 150 years of the Italian American experience in Chicago
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During the late 1980s, at the height of New York's brutal crack cocaine epidemic, one man terrorized the city's most notorious gangsters. Armed with a bulletproof vest and an arsenal of weapons, he robbed, killed and extorted Brooklyn's biggest hustlers. A cold-blooded crook, he was the 'hood's version of Billy the Kid, bragging that - one day - he would get rich or die trying... His name was kelvin martin. Most knew him simply as "50 Cent"
Keywords: 50-cent
The True Story of the Legend Who Inspired the Biggest Name in Rap
Interview is a remake of Dutch film maker Theo van Gogh's 2003 movie of the same title. The American version, which premiered in 2007, stars Steve Buscemi as Pierre Peders (originally played by Pierre Bokma), a fading political journalist interviewing a soap opera star, Katya, played by Sienna Miller (originally played by Katja Schuurman). This film also stars Tara Elders as Maggie, Molly Griffith as a waitress, and Philippe Vonlanthen as an autograph seeker. Steve Buscemi is also a director of this American adaptation. Katja Schuurman, the actress who played Sienna Miller's part in the original movie, has a small cameo as a woman leaving a limo towards the end of the movie.
Pierre Peders (Buscemi) is a tough political correspondent infuriated by his editor's insistence he cover a tabloid-level story about the paparazzi favorite Katya (Miller). Pierre's chagrin increases given the news of a searing White House scandal that is just breaking; instead of covering the piece, Peders must visit a posh Manhattan restaurant and interview Katya, whom he instantly detests. The one-on-one is more of a disaster than either could have predicted, but by some strange twist of fate, Pierre is injured and brought back to Katya's loft. Once there, liquor is downed, cocaine is consumed, minor violence erupts, and the two begin to "dance a pas de deux" — attempting, not so subtly, to out-maneuver one another psychologically, as dark secrets and long-hidden vulnerabilities emerge.
"Hello, how you doin'?"
"I'm here with the Insane Clown Posse, I.C.P."
"How you guys doin'?"
"Well, uh, okay"
"I understand that you guys are from Detroit"
"Uh, yea, okay"
"Why don't ah?"
"Why don't you tell us something about the group?"
"Alright, alright, ah"
"Any long term goals?"
"Oh sure, yea, yea"
"How 'bout our solo projects?"
"Any solo stuff to look forward to?"
"Ha, ha ha ha"
"Well, well, okay, okay"
"Well, ah, thanks for coming by and, ah"
"We look forward to seeing you again, uhu"
(Carly Simon/Don Was)
A sweet young man sat on my chair
With a tape machine and a face of fear
He asked how does it feel to be who you are
I thought, this boy really thinks I’m a star
I answered him with humility
And then asked him if he’d like some tea
Interview, who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you
He asked if the rug was some ancient, lovely thing
I lied and said “Yes a gift from a king?
I watched his arms and how his lips moved
He asked me if my parents approved
He asked to see my Ruby ring
And if as a child I had liked to sing
Interview, who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you
I said yes, Oh yes 400 times
“You’re so open?he said “do you always tell the truth??
“Never,?I said, “What’s that??
But how would it feel to hold me in your arms
You could get to know me down on the farm
Then you could see me as the child I’ve become
‘Cause being grown up can be so lonesome
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
Interview, who’s interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Hallo, ich bin's wieder
Frank Furz vom Schulradio Schlaue Welle
des Sindelfinger Gymnasiums am Karl-Marx-Platz
Heute gibt's in der Mensa Kartoffeln mit Speck
Unser Direktor ist krank
Und wir haben ein Interviewpartner hier im Studio
Stell dich mal vor, falls die Leute dich nicht kennen
Yeah, gib mir das Mikro, man nennt mich Sido
Ich bin 1,86 und wieg 72 Kilo
Ich trag 'ne Brille und rasier mich nicht oft
Ich wohn noch in 'nem Loch, doch bald in 'nem Loft! (Yeah)
(Wo kommst du her?)
Ich bin aus Westberlin. Ich musste letztens aus'm Wedding in's MV zieh'n
(Ist das das Ghetto von dem du immer sprichst?)
Ja genau. Auch wenn ihr denkt, dass es keins ist
Ich seh's jeden Tag, ich weià was hier abgeht
Wenn jemand ablebt, weil einer am Rad dreht
(Wie lange rapst du?)
Ich rap, seitdem ich denke
Es hört nicht auf, irgendwann rappen meine Enkel
(Wer schreibt deine Texte?)
Meine Texte schreibt das Leben
Ich brauch nicht mehr zu tun als'n Stift zur Hand zu nehmen
(Hast du was gelernt?)
He, nein. Ich kann nur rappen
Ach so, ja doch, ich kann feiern auf Tabletten
(Nimmst du viele Drogen?)
Ja doch, so ziemlich alles
Im Sommer nicht soviel, wie wenn's im Winter kalt ist
(Echt? Verrückt! Was is' mit deiner Gesundheit?)
Ich sorg einfach dafür, dass die Welt immer bunt bleibt
(Ich hab gehört Aggro Berlin hat dich gesignt?)
He, ja. Um mich zu kriegen haben die voll rumgeschleimt
Eine Million Vorschuss, doch der ist jetzt leer
Deswegen musste schnell mal ein Sido-Album her
(Hast du Pläne für die Zukunft? Wenn ja, welche?)
Es klingt vielleicht seltsam, doch ich will Geld haben
(Und noch ein Wort an deine Fans zum Schluss)
Ihr seid mir alle egal, ich rap nur weil ich muss
Komm und frag mich. Erzähl den Leuten wer ich bin
Stell deine Fragen, mach ein Bild von mir und schreib es hin
Komm und frag mich. Erzähl ihnen von mir
Frag mich und schreib mein Leben auf Papier
Komm und frag mich. Erzähl den Leuten wer ich bin
Stell deine Fragen, mach ein Bild von mir und schreib es hin
Komm und frag mich. Erzähl ihnen von mir
(knock knock) Yeah 1, 2, 1, 2 let me get this tape recorder rolling
Eh yeah this is eh Danny from Big Hair rock magazine, i'm here with Ice T,
eh Ice can we ask you a few questions about the new Body Count album?
Yeah, what is it, what what wa's up wa's up wa's up?
On the last album we didn't really feel that the group was up to par with today's metal standards.
Yeah whatever you know you know it's our second album you know we tried to bring you know get real, you know make you feel it...
Yeah well, I didnt feel it, I thought the guitar plaing was like a daisicle, the vocals were sub-standard.
Yeah well dude you know like we tried our best, you know what I'm sayin', we we we've been around the world, we did a lot of good shows, and a lot of people liked that last album.
Yeah but I mean me personally, I've been a metal head for years, I grew up on rock roll and I just didn't feel it.
Eh, yeah dude I understand what you're trying to-
I mean to be honest Ice T, I don't even think you should be in rock any more, I I I I can't feel what you do.
Eh yeah I understand man, but you know you're not-
Look Ice, I just don't feel what you guys are doin'.
(Intro)
Interview person:
Yo, I'm here with Demetri Yates in the building, yeah, he's anoying, I don't like u D.J.Y-ack(wack)u's a SHUT UP
(Verse 1)Demetri
1 step into fame, but niggaz treat me like I'm average,
2 more steps, I'm controlling niggaz like pilots,
Money does it, keep the haters quiet,
Cuz that's the people u see in that wannabe enviornment.
So no time for the under-estimation,
Cuz being #1 is my destination,
I don't mind talking bout clothes, let the fags be hatin,
I'll just put em' to the test, know the test is basic,
Cuz they just retards,
They gone always be rolling around in them cheep cars,
So don't roll to the club sittin on fake dubs, cuz they don't know who u is,
But they know who we are,
SPIRYDAZ ENTERTAINMET,
Speak the numbers, speak the language,
Of a boss,
Ya Bosses boss,
Top of the game,
And yall just lost,
(Chorus)
Interview person:
Man demetri, you aint gone sell no records,
U not reaching platinum demetri,
I'm sick of your wack songs,
U just embarrasing,
U a wack bi... (SHUT UP)
(Verse 2)
Look into the diamonds that lit the ear,
Yeah imma talking crystal clear,
U know it fits the gear,
But damn the jewelry, u know wat it took to get me hear,
I making a comeback,
Not brittany spears,
Time to remove all the amatures and go professional kid,
No time for dancing, time to be resting the kid,
Cuz I remember having 3 hot singles when first came out,
But u a one hit wonder, fade away like a dirt stain ouch,
U fired, get away from the bosses desk,
Wit wack hits like that, u lost respect,
U aint on my level, know that my flow is sick, contageous,
This is real, being a beast, how could I fake this,
I know my hits gone last through the ages,
For example, (blazing)
And when 2050 hits,
Imma have bout 2050 hits,
Imma be old, but look at how rich it gets,
And I aint marrying no hoe, cuz I don't want my crib feminite,
But for now I'm DJY rollin around in that bentley wit the window tent
(Chorus)
Demetri, u just a big lie,
Who is this kid to say he's a beast,
U suck man,
I hate this fool,
He's a punk ni... (shut up)
(Verse 3)
Let me finish the interview, or should I say media,
Niggaz being personal, talking bout the previous,
Mixtapes of last year, I'm like OK,
Then I told these niggaz this is 08,
That means bigger things, hot albums,
Yates is taking over, Drop the volume,
Niggaz I said drop the volume,
Naw u fired, do it myself,
1. Lock the door and go,
heads still in a daze,
throw the key away,
lost all count of days.
Where's the float for the gas?
How much left does he have?
set the stage
and so here's another show
ask the band how they're feeling,
never see them now dealing,
in a way they never would
we'll get our way,
always could.
2. Sleep all day,
there's another show today,
find the map for the place,
tell him where, just in case,
set the stage and go,
here's another show.
3. Stage is empty now
always last to go.
Where tomorrow?
No, I don't want to know,
all the scene is torn down,
up again other town,
set the stage and so,
there's another show.
Are we going out tonight?
Find a friend and it's alright,
leave the morning,
moving so we can stage,
another show.
Instant coffee. commercial break.
Marmelade. rollerblades.
Spiderman. graphic cam.
Frozen pie. x-ray eyes.
Communication. meditation.
Photographs. rubber gloves.
Copyrights. satelites.
Technology. democracy.
We are all connected, anyway.
Comic strips. potato chips.
Remote control. superbowl.
B. b. king. anything.
Electric chair. country fair.
Dj culture. back to nature.
Tv stars. hotel bars.
Tax bracket. straightjacket.
Plastic back. internet.