John Milton (9 December 1608 – 8 November 1674) was an English poet, polemicist, a scholarly man of letters, and a civil servant for the Commonwealth (republic) of England under Oliver Cromwell. He wrote at a time of religious flux and political upheaval, and is best known for his epic poem Paradise Lost.
Milton's poetry and prose reflect deep personal convictions, a passion for freedom and self determination, and the urgent issues and political turbulence of his day. Writing in English, Latin, and Italian, he achieved international renown within his lifetime, and his celebrated Areopagitica, (written in condemnation of pre-publication censorship) is among history's most influential and impassioned defenses of free speech and freedom of the press.
William Hayley's 1796 biography called him the "greatest English author", and he remains generally regarded "as one of the preeminent writers in the English language"; though critical reception has oscillated in the centuries since his death (often on account of his republicanism). Samuel Johnson praised Paradise Lost as "a poem which...with respect to design may claim the first place, and with respect to performance, the second, among the productions of the human mind". Though Johnson (a Tory and recipient of royal patronage) described his politics as those of an "acrimonious and surly republican".
Plot
A new film is currently in production, and a killer is on the loose. The murders draw a reporter, ex-cop, and young woman to the set of the movie inspired by their life. They soon find out that they are dealing with a trilogy, and in a trilogy...anything can happen.
Keywords: 1990s, 2000s, acting, actor, actress, birthday, blood, body-in-a-trunk, bodyguard, boyfriend-girlfriend-relationship
The final Scream is going to be the loudest!
The Third and Final chapter in the trilogy that made you laugh, and made you Scream.
The millennium starts screaming.
The Millennium Starts With Scream
The New Millenium Begins in Panic
In order for Sidney Prescot to survive the future she must look to the past.
Rules of a trilogy: Chapter one sets the rules. Chapter two bends the rules. But in the finale...forget the rules.
Someone has taken their love of trilogies one step too far.
The most terrifying scream is always the last.
Welcome to the final act.
Roman: Not only did they-did they kill the film, but they killed my cast. You know, nobody's gonna wanna work with me. Variety called me a "pariah." I don't even know what a pariah is. Why-why couldn't somebody have killed the cast from Stab 1, huh? Or Stab 2? Why me? What, John, what did we do wrong?::Milton: Hollywood is full of criminals whose careers are flourishing.::Roman: I'm not a criminal. I was questioned. Yeah, but that's all. I was questioned. That's it.::Milton: It's good for your mystique.::Roman: You think it'll help me get work?
Jennifer: Happy birthday, Roman.::Roman: Yeah, as if life isn't tragic enough.
Dewey: Is that a threat, Detective?::Mark: When it's a threat... you'll know it.::Dewey: Was that a threat?
Gale: Deja voodoo.
Jennifer: Gale Weathers!::Gale: [says quietly] Shit.::Jennifer: I know we've never met... and I know you never returned my phone call, but after getting into this project, I feel like I'm in your mind.::Gale: Hmm, that would explain my constant headaches.::Jennifer: You know, I'm sorry things didn't work for 60 minutes II, but Total Entertainment, that's a pretty good fallback.::Gale: Thank you. I'm sorry things didn't work out with Brad Pitt, but being single, that's a good fallback.::Jennifer: Gives me more time for my work. After all, Gale Weathers, you're such a complex character.::Gale: And to be played by an actress with such depth and range...
Sarah Darling: Has there been another goddamn re-write? How the fuck are we supposed to learn our lines when there's a new script every 15 minutes?::Phone Voice: It's not just a new script, it's a new movie.::Sarah Darling: What movie?::Phone Voice: My movie. And it's called: "Sarah gets skewered like a fucking pig"!::[pause]::Phone Voice: Still in character, Sarah?
Sidney: Hello?::Phone Voice: Hello?::Sidney: Um, Who's calling?::Phone Voice: Um, Who's calling?::Sidney: Look Dewey, Gail, whoever, I'll have to call you back because I only hear myself.::Phone Voice: I only hear you too, Sid.
Dewey: Surprise. Surprise. Someone dies and Gale comes running.
[Jennifer is studying Gale in order to play her character]::Jennifer: The ruthless ambition, your private self-loathing, and that lost and lonely little girl inside.::Gale: Lost and lonely what?::Jennifer: You heard me.::Gale: Lost and lonely what?
Tom: Hey. It's the real Gale Weathers.::Gale: Real from top to bottom.
Plot
Based on a book by Andrew Neiderman, the film centers on a young lawyer who joins a New York firm only to discover that his boss has an increasingly bizarre personality.
Keywords: 1990s, ambiguous-ending, ambition, antichrist, apartment, arrest, art, attorney, balcony, bar
The newest attorney at the world's most powerful law firm has never lost a case. But he's about to lose his soul.
Evil has its winning ways.
Speak of the devil
Devil begins and wins.
John Milton: A woman's shoulders are the front lines of her mystique, and her neck, if she's alive, has all the mystery of a border town. A no-man's land in that battle between the mind and the body.
John Milton: Who, in their right mind Kevin, could possibly deny the twentieth century was entirely mine.
Kevin Lomax: "Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven", is that it?::John Milton: Why not? I'm here on the ground with my nose in it since the whole thing began. I've nurtured every sensation man's been inspired to have. I cared about what he wanted and I never judged him. Why? Because I never rejected him. In spite of all his imperfections, I'm a fan of man! I'm a humanist. Maybe the last humanist.
John Milton: Don't get too cocky my boy. No matter how good you are don't ever let them see you coming. That's the gaffe my friend. You gotta keep yourself small. Innocuous. Be the little guy. You know, the nerd... the leper... shit-kickin' surfer. Look at me. [stops and pauses] Underestimated from day one. You'd never think I was a master of the universe, now would ya?
[In Milton's Penthouse]::Kevin Lomax: [quietly] Is there more to it?::Eddie Barzoon: Just this room.::Kevin Lomax: And a bedroom?::Eddie Barzoon: No bedroom.::Kevin Lomax: Where does he sleep?::Eddie Barzoon: Who said he sleeps?::Kevin Lomax: Where does he fuck?::John Milton: [coming up to them] Everywhere.
Kevin Lomax: Is this a test?::Pam: Isn't everything?
John Milton: Are we negotiating?::Kevin Lomax: Always.
John Milton: Let me give you a little inside information about God. God likes to watch. He's a prankster. Think about it. He gives man instincts. He gives you this extraordinary gift, and then what does He do, I swear for His own amusement, his own private, cosmic gag reel, He sets the rules in opposition. It's the goof of all time. Look but don't touch. Touch, but don't taste. Taste, don't swallow. Ahaha. And while you're jumpin' from one foot to the next, what is he doing? He's laughin' His sick, fuckin' ass off! He's a tight-ass! He's a SADIST! He's an absentee landlord! Worship that? NEVER!
John Milton: Freedom, baby... is never having to say you're sorry.
John Milton: Guilt is like a bag of fuckin' bricks. All ya gotta do is set it down.