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New film From Diamond Minds- A film director on the set of coney island ready to shoot a remake of the 1979 cult classic the Warriors ' and who is in a repressed love situation with his production assistant. Is stuck on set after the bus being manned by Manuel Acevedo with all the warriors are on it crashes on the FDR drive. The director and girl are left in coney island to finally open up about feelings long withheld. When her jealous tattoo filled ex gets wind of the situation he starts a beef between the director of the film and the Outlaw biker community by spray painting the clubhouse of a biker club with the Warriors insignia leading them to the film maker. The ex arrives with his own crew to get the director as well. Action romance and the warriors. The use of real Outlaw bikers in film is a novelty. They usually keep to them selves. But with Mark Ortiz a seasoned Biker who helped get them into film this really makes a good comical wild ride thats similar to the Original Warriors in some ways. Film that started out trying to be the Warriors becomes the Warriors. Coney Island Film Festival Winner 2012 "Best Made in Coney"
Keywords: independent-film, remake
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The second short film collaboration between director Kristian Day and make up artist Patrick Boltinghouse. In this film, Patrick Boltinghouse plays a 'bird man' who dances his way to capital hill. The film premiered at Kristian Day's "4 Rooms" Exhibit at Finders Creepers on February 5th, 2011 in Des Moines, Iowa.
It Only Takes A Minute
A metaphysical mystery of life, love and the frequency between all things.
A story of life, love and political clarity
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In 19th-century New Mexico, a father (Tommy Lee Jones) comes back home, hoping to reconcile with his adult daughter Maggie (Cate Blanchett). Maggie's daughter is kidnapped, forcing father and estranged daughter to work together to get her back.
Keywords: 1880s, 19th-century, ambush, apache, arson, barn, based-on-novel, beaten-to-death, beating, binoculars
How far would you go, how much would you sacrifice to get back what you have lost?
Lieutenant: Any man found looting... will have the value of their property deducted from his pay.
Chidin: [speaking Chiricahua] Take your bad luck to your grave.
Kayitah: [speaking Chiricahua] Forget the hides. Give us your horses and your guns and we'll call it even.::Samuel: They want our horses and guns.::Maggie: I am not giving over my horses! [to Kayitah] You understand? You'll have to kill me first! [turns to Samuel] You tell em... You, you tell em what I said.::Samuel: [speaking Chiricahua] Now look. You pissed her off.
Samuel Jones: You take this money for your children.::Maggie Gilkeson: No, you take it for your funeral.
Lt. Jim Ducharme: I don't know what they were thinking.::Samuel Jones: What makes you think they were thinking?
Samuel Jones: If I stay here very long, I might misbehave. Somebody might have to kill me.
Dot Gilkeson: I swear to god I won't stay put.
Maggie Gilkeson: You know that Indian name of yours? Wha, what's that, what's that mean?::Samuel Jones: Very hard to translate that.::Maggie Gilkeson: Try it.::Samuel Jones: It means "shit for luck."
Maggie: Why didn't you stay?::Samuel: [long pause] There's an Apache story about a man that woke up one morning and saw a hawk on the wind. Walked outside and never returned. After he died he met his wife in the spirit world. She asked him why he never came home, he said "Well, the hawk kept flying".::[pause]::Samuel: There's always the next something, Maggie. And that will take a man away.
Samuel: I didn't kill anyone! I said I didn't kill anyone! I am looking for my grand-daughter!::Lieutenant: Then tell me her damn name!::Samuel: I don't *know* her damn name!
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Fellow beatniks and late-night-movie hosts Maxwell Truth, Bird, and Zelda wax philosophical at the Hungry Ear Coffeehouse, with the main topic of conversation being tonight's movie. Movie offerings range from B-movie schlock to forgotten classics and highbrow foreign films.
Keywords: b-movie, beatnik, coffeehouse, late-night-tv-show, local-television, midnight-movie, movie-host, philosophical-conversation
Where the coffee is always hot and the movies are always cool
Featuring the good, the bad, and the foreign
Showing the movies that MUST be shown
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The lazy, goldbricking Snafu is asleep, when he is suddenly awakened by the morning bugle call. He doesn't want to get up, so the "Goldbrick fairy" appears. The fairy sings to him several things to do to avoid completing any of his duties. After many successful sleazy attempts to avoid work, the fairy pulls off his disguise and reveals he is actually an enemy Japanese, who fooled him and sabotaged his army's entire defense.
Keywords: character-name-in-title, ephemeral-film, grave, private-snafu, propaganda, training
[first lines]::Pvt. Snafu: Nuts! If I could only get out of drill.::Goldie the Goldbrick: Precisely why I am here. I am Goldie the Goldbrick. Be like me, use your head, with a heart full of gold and a backside full of lead.
[last lines]::[indicating Snafu's grave]::Japanese Goldbrick: Banzai! Here lies their goldbrick, I now go to find more. If I can find enough goldbrick Japan will win war. Goldbrick, honorable goldbrick, honorable goldbrick.
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A series of typical Avery spot gags set around wild animals. A dainty deer drinks very loudly and rudely from a lake. A pack rat swaps an egg and an acorn, then back again ("monotonous, isn't it?"). A flock of ducks lands; a hunter fires; all fly away, except one with an American flag on its side. A termite fells a huge tree. A cowboy rides across the plains well, no; his horse is just slapping itself with the front hooves. A coyote calls to its mate: "Hey, Mabel, come on out!" A camel contradicts the narrator, saying he's really thirsty. A wild dog: because of the lumbermen.
Keywords: american-flag, breaking-the-fourth-wall, camel, cartoon-coyote, cartoon-deer, cartoon-duck, cartoon-horse, cowboy, coyote, duck-shooting
Narrator: An interesting animal is the camel, often called the ship of the desert. He is noted for being able to go for weeks without water. Day after day, he plods over scorching desert sands in terrific heat, never once desiring a cool refreshing drink of water.::Camel: I don't care what you say. I'm thirsty. [continues walking]
Forest Steven Whitaker (born July 15, 1961) is an American actor, producer, and director. He has earned a reputation for intensive character study work for films such as Bird and Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai, and for his recurring role as ex-LAPD Lieutenant Jon Kavanaugh on the gritty, award-winning television series, The Shield. Whitaker won an Academy Award for his performance as Ugandan dictator Idi Amin in the 2006 film The Last King of Scotland. Whitaker has also won a Golden Globe and a BAFTA.
Whitaker was born in Longview, Texas, and his family moved to South Central Los Angeles when he was four. His father, Forest Whitaker, Jr., was an insurance salesman and the son of novelist Forest Whitaker, Sr. His mother, Laura Francis (née Smith), was a special education teacher who put herself through college and earned two Masters degrees while raising her children. Whitaker has two younger brothers, Kenn and Damon, and an older sister, Deborah.
As a teenager, Whitaker commuted from Carson to wealthy Palisades High School on LA's West Side. There, he was all-league defensive tackle on the football team quarterbacked by Jay Schroeder, a future NFL player. While in high school, he also took voice lessons, performed in musicals, and caught the "acting bug"; his first role as an actor was the lead in Dylan Thomas' play, Under Milk Wood. Whitaker graduated from "Pali High" in 1979.
Bird
A friendly push
Off the cliff - is all I need
A sudden change
Or a smile
Could make me feel alive,
Anything to take the ignorance away
There is a hole in my chest
where my heart used to be
If you're looking for emptiness,
I'm what you need
Colder and darker and worse
Sometimes life's just a curse
My ashen face
My snow-white skin
Perfect Isolation
Time - slips
My asylum years
Will end in silence
Without tears
All illusions lost
All colours faded
A senseless pain
Transparent
Imperfection
Falling
Like a sparrow to the ground
Leave no trace of life
Music as my ship set sails
Through the window
From the street
Divine
Goodbye
Leave no marks
upon my skin
Dreamless sleep
The convent walls on fire
Goodbye
Dreams and betrayal - hand in hand
Falling apart in a drug wonderland
Unable to move and talk
Unable to care at all...
Somebody is knocking at my door
Somebody - I think I have seen before
I'm trembled and shaken and stirred
If I was a bird
I would fly high over the world
Come home at night to your garden
Build a nest among the branches
And I'll comb your hair with my beak
If I was a bird
I would count my time in pearls
Under my wings you'll find shelter
You'll breed bugs and keep me well fed
And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly
But you wanted me to be a girl
Without feathers without urge
Then my wings quick disappeared
And left was only fear
And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly
Proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly
Hell Rell:
This for all my niggaz buyin' birds man
It's kilo talk for the hustlers
Mexico, Columbia, Peru
Holla at me man
Ruger
Hook:
Nigga come see me if you wanna get a bird
If ya money right nigga you can get a bird
Bird bird bird, muthafucka that's the word
You damn right I'm workin', you hear the birds chirpin'
(Repeat)
Verse 1
Hell Rell:
Yo I met this right Dominican, he put me in power
So now I'm sittin' on it, yeah a shit load of powder
100 thou for me after I pay my connect
So I called these niggaz up, tell 'em pigeons on deck
Tone came through, he be in P-8
Took two of them things off of me and went on his way
I threw him a extra one cuz I know he respect my gun
He'd be stupid not the have my paper
Cuz he gon' floss now and end up dead later
I'm movin' the pies, and my connect is the baker
Check this shit, I took one bird, broke it down for the small hustlers
Most niggaz is buyin' bricks, but not all hustlers
You got your 10 gram niggaz, 20 gram niggaz
Hustlers that's movin' slow and they only want a O
I need all that money, see that cake in my eyes
And I'll bring it right to you nigga and save you the drive
Ruger
Hook
Verse 2
Bucks:
Yo, I'm int he coke spot, gun in my hand
We call papi for four bricks, I got one in my hand
Numb in my hand, my lil' homie run in the van
Ran out the house wit' his Mac out stuffin' the van
I'm muggin' for grams, shit, that ain't new to me money
I got Peruvian cats that wanna shoot me for money
And lose me for money
Hide me in the dirt somewhere
Cuz I snatch wallets like papi got some work somewhere
Snatch his bird for a bird and we can work from there
I know there's birds in his crib, ain't it chirps I hear
And them ain't Nextel chirps I hear, I'm on my movie shit
This hoe callin' from the room I'm on my coochy shit
Duct-tape her, Uzi shit, tyin' 'em up
He move birds to the hood, them niggaz buyin' 'em up
So imagine some rich nigga not givin' me pies
Man my chickens come in a box like Kennedy Fried
Bucks
Sleeping softly like a bird
Doing only what she's heard
Thinking night is not right
She's always been on the lookout for a fight
I dream of you every night
You say nothing happens twice
I've fallen into you
And there ain't nothing I can do
Always hiding your smile,
Even though deep inside we both laugh
Perky smartass remarks
She even know my friends just see sparks
I dream of you every night
You say nothing happens twice
I've fallen into you
There are, there are some scars
That would make you cross eyed
Where we're going, I don’t care
If we'll ever get there.
You are, you are too kind
To be heading this far
Where we're going, I don’t care
If we'll ever get there.
If I can't make things right
I can't make things right
Were we're going, no one cares
If we'll ever get there.
I am, I am dreaming
Of a sudden crashing
When we hit ground, boy I swear
It looks just like back there.
If I can't make things right
I can't make things right
Were we're going, no one cares
If we'll ever get there.
When we hit ground, boy I swear
I am a bird
With pretty peppered wings
And green across my throat
Or maybe it’s more
Like emerald from the sea
Caught in a storm
Wings tired and torn
I sheltered in a tree
And everything did dance
As if the world was mad
Then came a groan
Like tendons and bones
Were torn and cracked and split
The tallest of them all
The river caught its fall
He was a man
With heavy gentle hands
He used to feed me grains
Pecking from his palm
He'd fill my head with praise
Then like a grub
Becomes beautiful
He disappeared and then
Came back as a bear
Oh, I never saw
Magic before
I know I will again
But until then
I'll wait my one
Until the day you come
Now he’s a fish
And I can't be with
Him so I'll wait instead
Where the river ends
I know that we’ll meet there
So now all I do
Is wait here for you
At this great oceans edge
I know that you’ll be
A bird the next time
Fuck Love, I'm just tryna fuck an keep a secret. If I give it to you once I betchu gone try an keep it.
'Betchu if I eat it you tell them bitches I'm yours. & my slow stroke perfected, I betchu gone want some more.
I fuck 'em till they sore, Bird fuck 'em till they numb. Lay on yo side & suck my dick & I might fuck you with my tongue.
I grab er by the waist because the bitch she start runnin'. & ion wanna hear shit unless she tell me that she cummin'.
Lay flat on yo stomach, arch yo ass so I can stick it...
She call er friends like girl this nigga different. & girl he did positions I promise that I aint seen, & I came so many times bitch I thought it was a dream.
I would tell you his name but he told me to keep it secret, & his dick so damn good bitch, that's how ima keep it.
Slap my ass & pull my hair when he was hittin it from the back. He just walked outta the door, lemme call this nigga back.
Hold up!... Where you goin?
Bitch what?
I'm in no need for love!
I mean I already told you what it was, what's wrong witchu?
I'm in no need for love!
But chu know I got a bitch tho like, now you outta line.
I'm in no need for love!
I mean, if we gone keep this shit G lets keep it G baby.
I'm in no need for love!
Well we gone keep this shit G, we fuck with no feelins attatched. So if ya call an ion answer don't call right back.
Cause I'm prolly wit my main bitch, you know how the game gets. She told me I should change but I'm comfy wit the same shit.
I bang shit then shake the spot. (I'm out! ) Every time I think about cha when my pussy get hot. Pussy on lock, an they be droppin keys off. If Ion pull em to the side, I tap er she make em ease off.
Boy I go hard like an animal, to where she lookin back and askin how you got so much stamina.
You fuckin like you on camera, & if you fuckin niggas bitches I see why they can't stand ya.
Yea, well I'm guilty as charged, if we don't make it to the spot then we can fuck in the car.
Drop you off, then jump right back in the wind. Hold up, I forgot, what's yo name again? (I'm in no need for love! )
Straight up tho man.
I'm in no need for love!
Ion need no love man you feel me like I gotta bitch for that... I just need you for that.
You know... you know how we is.
I'm in no need for love!
I'm not tryna take this shit no further lets just keep it like this.
I call you, pull up, knock you down, n get out the way. (HA)
You call me, I MIGHT pull up, if I'm feelin it, knock that mothafucka down, send you back.
I know you got a nigga, you 'on gotta lie to me bitch.
I'm in no need for love!
Hahaha, keep it G man, I'm out. Bird.
I'm in no need for love, I'm in no need for love!