Mullen (2013)

Actors

• Callum Bicknell (actor)
• Glenn Sealy (actor)
• Ciaran Fallon (producer)
• Ciaran Fallon (writer)
• Ciaran Fallon (director)

Genres

• Drama
• Short

Taming the Apex (2013)

Actors

• John Bird (actor)
• Max Bird (actor)
• Sam Bird (actor)
• Sam Bird (actor)
• Adrian de Meyers (actor)
• Tom Gaymore (actor)
• Bruce Joanny (actor)
• Bruce Jouanny (actor)
• Jean-Pierre Jouanny (actor)
• Lindford (actor)
• David O'Leary (actor)
• Franck Perera (actor)
• Dominic Bon de Sousa Pernes (actor)
• Stephane Roux (actor)
• Michael Bettencourt (actor)

Genres

• Documentary
• Drama
• Sport

Under Kings (2013)

Actors

• Steve Boyd (actor)
• Thomas Haynes (actor)
• Jessie Wilson (actress)
• Bjorn Wilde (producer)
• Bjorn Wilde (writer)
• Bjorn Wilde (director)

Genres

• Crime
• Short

The ABCs of Death (2012)

Actors

• Steve Berens (actor)
• Fraser Corbett (actor)
• Chems Dahmani (actor)
• Greg De Cuir (actor)
• Joshua Diolosa (actor)
• Riley the Dog (actor)
• Iván González (actor)
• Chris Hampton (actor)
• Lee Hardcastle (actor)
• Robin Hill (actor)
• Atsushi Hiroki (actor)
• Miquel Insua (actor)
• Tsuyoshi Kazuno (actor)
• Pablo Guisa Koestinger (actor)
• Erik Aude (actor)

Genres

• Horror

Taglines:

26 Directors, 26 Ways to Die
It's not educational

Quotes:

Dad: Call the plumber now. It's an emergency!

Adam Wingard: None of this is working.::Simon Barrett: This a fucking disaster.

Simon Barrett: It's not my fault we got the letter Q. That's you being disrespected.::Adam Wingard: I know. Did you see the press release? I was last!::Simon Barrett: Yeah, I saw that. You were even after Nacho Vigalondo.

Dad: Lots of people have died on the toilet.::Mum: Like who?::Dad: Elvis.::Mum: He died on the bathroom floor.::Dad: Yeah. Died on the toilet and then fell over.

Adam Wingard: Let's kill this fucking duck.

Mum: [to son] Honey, you go do a poo-poo. There's nothing to be afraid of.::Dad: Danny Glover had nothing to be afraid of in "Lethal Weapon 2."

Mum: The battle was so long that in 1958 the government had to make a truce. Benito Juarez agreed with the snowman that he could live in a cold-storage container with one condition - he could only go out at night and could only take the children who were not lying down after 8:00.

Man: Is he the Bogeyman?::Mum: If you have to choose, choose the Bogeyman.

Yoshie: Or maybe that black gas is a fart from the ass of God?

Yoshie: I don't want to die from breathing in that gas! If I have to die...::Miss Yumi: Yes?::Yoshie: ...it's your - it's your gas I want to breathe!::Miss Yumi: [smiling] All right. As long as you don't mind if it smells bad.

The Fighter's Ballad (2010)

Actors

• Peter Cadwell (actor)
• Clive Russell (actor)
• Kathryn Worth (actress)
• Peter Cadwell (producer)
• Jane Frisby (producer)
• Anthony Ukpo (producer)
• Tony Sebastian Ukpo (producer)
• Peter Cadwell (writer)
• Samuel Karl Bohn (composer)
• Charmaine Parram (costume designer)
• Tony Sebastian Ukpo (director)
• Tony Sebastian Ukpo (editor)
• Neigeme Glasgow-Maeda (miscellaneous crew)
• Jenny Wood (miscellaneous crew)

Genres

• Drama

Roulette (2010)

Actors

• Siam Chanloy (actor)
• Yoshua Rosenzweig (actor)
• Pon Tamuag (actor)
• Thoggai Tublee (actor)
• Greg Ferro (producer)
• Sara Benedetti (writer)
• Greg Ferro (writer)
• Tak Kuroha (writer)
• Andrea Tomaselli (writer)
• Greg Ferro (composer)
• Edoardo Pezzuto (composer)
• Greg Ferro (director)
• Tak Kuroha (director)
• Tak Kuroha (editor)

Genres

• Drama
• Short

Melodifestivalen 2010 (2010)

Actors

• Tomas Glaving (actor)
• Jonas Alassaad (producer)
• Christer Björkman (producer)
• Daniel Réhn (writer)
• Mathias Engstrand (editor)

Genres

• Game-Show
• Music
• Reality-TV

The Greatest Movie Ever Made (2001)

Actors

• Kenneth Anderson (actor)
• Josh Cannon (actor)
• Thomas Carraher (actor)
• Mike Cowles (actor)
• Logan Ferguson (actor)
• James Hopkins (actor)
• Bill Kardosh (actor)
• Joseph Klobe (actor)
• Andrew Nevitt (actor)
• Brandon Pauley (actor)
• Charles Schoppe (actor)
• Brett Shanor (actor)
• Bret Simons (actor)
• Will Smallwood (actor)
• Robby Toler (actor)

Genres

• Adventure
• Comedy
• Mystery

Taglines:

A Film By Marines, For Marines

Quotes:

Nevitt: You know, all things aside, tonight's a perfect night for killing.::Po: Yeah, it is.

The Mattress King: Ain't no livin' and dyin' boy. Mattress! March!

The Fighter: Stupid mattresses!

Melissa (1995)

Actors

• Tommy Clohessy (actor)
• Johnny La Spada (actor)
• Tony Sirico (actor)
• Victor Slezak (actor)
• Nicole Eggert (actress)
• Denise Faye (actress)
• Rosemary Forsyth (actress)
• Brette Taylor (actress)
• Michelle Trachtenberg (actress)
• Steve Crater (producer)
• Karin Jacoby (producer)
• Frank Mayor (producer)
• Ron Shelter (producer)
• Tim Snow (producer)
• Craig Weisz (producer)

Genres

• Drama

The Bigger They Are (1931)

Actors

• Primo Carnera (actor)
• 'Little Billy' Rhodes (actor)
• Samuel Sax (producer)
• Herman Ruby (writer)
• Arthur Hurley (director)

Genres

• Comedy
• Short
• Sport

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Fighter - Golden Earring
• The Fighter - Kris Kristofferson
• The Fighter - Gym Class Heroes
• The Fighter - The Fray
• The Fighter - After The Fall
• The Fighter - Golden Earrings
• The Fighter - Ferraby Lionheart
• The Fighter - Fray

From the Albums:
* Paradise in distress
* Last blast of the century
He was young when I first saw
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go places
He'd never dreamt he'd go
There was a certain something
Impossible to hide
Dynamite in both his hands
It swept ‘em all aside
So they nicknamed hem the killer
And he lived up to the name
The guys that tried to fight him
Never came out quite the same
And man, the crowd just loved him
In those up and coming days
Carried him on their shoulders
While they showered him with
praise
Well, they loved him like a brother
Cause he gave ‘em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no sef-defense
Only going for the kill
He took a beating now and then
But stood there young and tough
Never thought of backin' up
When the going got too rough
He came down like a shockwave
The title easily won
He just tore in there man, punching
Taking two and landing one
But that avalanche of punches
Eventually took it's toll
Like a constant drip of water
Wears down the hardest stone
And we all saw it comin'
The inevitable fall
The night he lost his title
And the title wasn't all
He just started slippin'
Down skids slicker than grease
His drawing power faded
And the hero-worship ceased
But he couldn't stop the fighting
Custom-made for the trade
While he blew away the money
On friends succes had made
I saw him fight again last night
I wish I had been spared
The sight of that poor old wreck
For whom nobody no longer cared
His eyes had lost their sparkle
His legs hado lost their spring
And it really was pathetic
The way he stumbled through the ring
While an upstart punched him dizzy
Punched him silly bell to bell
The lust mad hungry wolfpack
Rode him to a far-ye-well
Here's the same punks
Who once worshipped
His shrine when he was king
Callin' him a coward
And he was groping ‘round the ring
But he didn't seem to notice
I thought he'll fight until he's dead
He'll stay in there and take it
And keep the wolf-pack fed
He gave ‘em his youth and all his power
Now they were tearin' him apart
My eyes grew dim and misty with tears
For that brave and gallant heart
Man if only I could have my way
I'd know exactly what to do
I'd pitch ‘em right in there with him
One by one and two by two
I'd see him bash their empty heads
Egg-like broken shells
I'd jump up on my chair and yell
For blood while down they fell
I'd see ‘em beg for mercy
Groaning in the night
What's wrong, you guys can't you take it?
Come on you scum and fight!

I seen an old fighter, tired and in trouble
Who just couldn't take anymore
Somethin' inside him kept fighting to finish
With only his feet on the floor-yeah
Lord, I know that it's worth any price you could pay
To see truth in whatever disguise
But I'd payed double for one look of pleasure
A piece of relief in his eyes.
Chorus:
Ain't that clown, laughin' like crazy
Ain't his eyes empty and deep
Don't he sound sad as a baby
When she cries out in her sleep
We measured the space between Waylon and Willie
And Willie and Waylon and me
But there wasn't nothin' like Billy Jo Shaver
What Billy Jo Shaver should be-no
When he showed up sick later all bit by a spider
And crazy to look in the eye
He put on a show that was sad as it should of been
And nobody even knew why
Chorus:
Ain't that clown laughin' like crazy
Ain't his eyes empty and deep
Don't he sound sad as a baby

Yeah!
Verse 1:
Just wakin up in the morning
And the beat well
Quite honest with ya,
I ain't really sleep well
Ya ever feel like your train a thoughts been derailed?
That's when you press on. Lee nails.
Half the population's just waitin to see me fail
Yeah right, you're better off tryina freeze hell
Some of us do it for the females
And others do it for the retails
But I do it for the kids, life through the tower head on
Everytime you fall its only making your chin strong
And I'll be in your corner like Mick baby, til the end
Or when you hear the song from that big lady
Bridge:
Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do ya'll?
Chorus (Ryan Tedder):
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Verse 2:
And if I can last thirty rounds
There's no reason you should ever have your head down
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town
Text book version of the kid going nowhere fast
And now im yelling kiss my ass,
it's gonna take a couple right hooks a few left jabs
for you to recognize that you really aint got it bad
Bridge:
Until the referee rings the bell
Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do ya'll?
Chorus (Ryan Tedder):
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Everybody put yo hands up
What we gonna do? (x7) ya'll
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)
And when your bones can't take no more
Just remember what you're here for
Cuz I know imma damn sure
Give em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life til we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me
Say to me, this one's a fighter
Till the referee rings the bell
Till both ya eyes start to swell
Till the crowd goes home,

The lover held her love,
She begged him not to go,
The fighter wrapped his gloves,
The fighter said I know I know I know,
Just this one last time,
I swear you'll still be mine,
But he can't promise much,
He goes for one last touch, one last touch
(chorus):
Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely
Maybe we were meant to be on our own,
Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we don't have to be all alone
(verse 2):
The fighter goes inside,
The dawn is creepin' in,
He swings with all his might,
At all that mattered then,
And she's in love with him,
But lovers don't always win,
He never even saw the swing,
She calls out his name, calls his name
(chorus)
(bridge):
What breaks your bones,
Is not the load you're carryin',
What breaks you down,
Is all in how you carry...
(verse 3):
The lover held her love,
She begs him not to go,
She unwraps his gloves,
The lover said I know I know I know,
Kissed his trembling lips,
She touched his fingertips,
Somehow they both know,
He's not comin' home, comin' home
(chorus version 2):
Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we were meant to be on our own,
But I gotta try or it will destroy me,
'Cause baby we don't have to be all alone.

Aquarius,
Eyes so green like a treetop canopy.
So curious,
Lips are red like a hilltop forest fire.
Oblivious,
Voice so sweet like a songbird singing choir.
So tell me now,
Whats in your head?
My patience hanging by a thread.
Cos i am the fighter,
and you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,
her innocence is such a waste. (x2)
Feel the lust,
Tip the scales like a prison ball and chain.
And take this trust,
Once it's gone it can never be regained.
Cos it's a must,
truth be told all secrets see the light.
Tell me why?
My patience hanging by a thread.
Cos i am the fighter,
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,
Her innocence is such a waste. (x2)
Save her, save me.
Save her, save me...
Cos i am the fighter,
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,

From the Albums:
* Paradise in distress
* Last blast of the century
He was young when I first saw
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go places
He'd never dreamt he'd go
There was a certain something
Impossible to hide
Dynamite in both his hands
It swept ‘em all aside
So they nicknamed hem the killer
And he lived up to the name
The guys that tried to fight him
Never came out quite the same
And man, the crowd just loved him
In those up and coming days
Carried him on their shoulders
While they showered him with
praise
Well, they loved him like a brother
Cause he gave ‘em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no sef-defense
Only going for the kill
He took a beating now and then
But stood there young and tough
Never thought of backin' up
When the going got too rough
He came down like a shockwave
The title easily won
He just tore in there man, punching
Taking two and landing one
But that avalanche of punches
Eventually took it's toll
Like a constant drip of water
Wears down the hardest stone
And we all saw it comin'
The inevitable fall
The night he lost his title
And the title wasn't all
He just started slippin'
Down skids slicker than grease
His drawing power faded
And the hero-worship ceased
But he couldn't stop the fighting
Custom-made for the trade
While he blew away the money
On friends succes had made
I saw him fight again last night
I wish I had been spared
The sight of that poor old wreck
For whom nobody no longer cared
His eyes had lost their sparkle
His legs hado lost their spring
And it really was pathetic
The way he stumbled through the ring
While an upstart punched him dizzy
Punched him silly bell to bell
The lust mad hungry wolfpack
Rode him to a far-ye-well
Here's the same punks
Who once worshipped
His shrine when he was king
Callin' him a coward
And he was groping ‘round the ring
But he didn't seem to notice
I thought he'll fight until he's dead
He'll stay in there and take it
And keep the wolf-pack fed
He gave ‘em his youth and all his power
Now they were tearin' him apart
My eyes grew dim and misty with tears
For that brave and gallant heart
Man if only I could have my way
I'd know exactly what to do
I'd pitch ‘em right in there with him
One by one and two by two
I'd see him bash their empty heads
Egg-like broken shells
I'd jump up on my chair and yell
For blood while down they fell
I'd see ‘em beg for mercy
Groaning in the night
What's wrong, you guys can't you take it?

i was a fighter
the fight was in my blood
i was a bull two fists like the side of a mountain
i was hungry
they shaped my heart into a knot
it's all i've got i've turned into a shark
something isn't right in me today
i can feel the beating of my heart
i don't want to fight no more
i've lost the will i hate the gore
i'm not the brooding man you used to know
i don't want to fight no more
there's nothing left i'm out the door
i stumble in the ring to pay the rent
i was a fighter
those days are over now
i won't turn back
i changed my mitts for cherry pits
something isn't right in me today
i can feel the beating of my heart
i don't want to fight no more
i've lost the will i hate the gore
i'm not the brooding man you used to know
i don't want to fight no more
there's nothing left i'm out the door
i stumble in the ring to pay the rent
what could we possibly say
i don't like this day
that will give me strength to win again
just like the good old days
a champ from the streets
a brute from the beat

The lover held her love,
She begged him not to go,
The fighter wrapped his gloves,
The fighter said I know I know I know,
Just this one last time,
I swear you'll still be mine,
But he can't promise much,
He goes for one last touch, one last touch
Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely
Maybe we were meant to be on our own,
Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we don't have to be all alone
The fighter goes inside,
The dawn is creepin' in,
He swings with all his might,
At all that mattered then,
And she's in love with him,
But lovers don't always win,
He never even saw the swing,
She calls out his name, calls his name
Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely
Maybe we were meant to be on our own,
Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we don't have to be all alone
What breaks your bones,
Is not the load you're carryin',
What breaks you down,
Is all in how you carry...
The lover held her love,
She begs him not to go,
She unwraps his gloves,
The lover said I know I know I know,
Kissed his trembling lips,
She touched his fingertips,
Somehow they both know,
He's not comin' home, comin' home
(Chorus version 2):
Loneliness has always been with me, with me
Maybe we were meant to be on our own,
But I gotta try or it will destroy me,