A photographer (from Greek φωτός (photos), meaning "light", and γράφω (graphos), meaning "written") is a person who takes photographs. A professional photographer uses photography to earn money; amateur photographers take photographs for pleasure and to record an event, emotion, place, or person.
A professional photographer may be an employee, for example of a newspaper, or may contract to cover a particular event such as a wedding or graduation, or to illustrate an advertisement. Others, including paparazzi and fine art photographers, are freelancers, first making a picture and then offering it for sale or display. Some workers, such as policemen, estate agents, journalists and scientists, make photographs as part of other work. Photographers who produce moving rather than still pictures are often called cinematographers, videographers or camera operators, depending on the commercial context.
Photographers are also categorized based on the subjects they photograph. Some photographers explore subjects typical of paintings such as landscape, still life, and portraiture. Other photographers specialize in subjects unique to photography, including street photography, documentary photography, fashion photography, wedding photography, war photography, photojournalism, and commercial photography.
Plot
During a lecture about John Wilkes Booth and Thomas Gates, Ben Gates and his father Patrick are surprised by Mitch Wilkinson. He claims that their ancestor was a conspirator in the assassination of Abraham Lincoln based on the missing page of Booth's diary that he possesses. The outraged Ben decides to prove the honor of his ancestor. Together with his wife, Abigail, and his best friend, the writer Riley Poole, they head to France, England and Washington to collect clues. But Mitch Wilkinson is secretly following their every move.
Keywords: 1860s, 19th-century, 2000s, 21st-century, abduction, abyss, american-flag, amputee, assassination, backpack
Riley Poole: [over hearing Ben and Abigail's argument] You guys are so great together.
Patrick Gates: The Statue of Liberty! But which one?::Riley Poole: Exactly. Wait is there more than one?
Riley Poole: Did no one read my book?
Riley Poole: [Riley and Ben are standing by Abigail and her date] Awkward!
Ben Gates: Well, would you look at that.::Riley Poole: Oh yeah, it spells "smudge"!
Mitch Wilkinson: Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, one of the missing pages of the diary of John Wilkes Booth.
Mitch Wilkinson: Your great-great granddaddy planned the assassination of President Lincoln.::Patrick Gates: It can't be.
[from trailer]::Riley Poole: So let's recap: We've broken into Buckingham Palace, and the Oval Office, stolen a page from the President's super-secret book, and actually kidnapped the President of the United States. What are we gonna do next, short-sheet the Pope's bed?::Ben Gates: Well, you never know.
[from trailer]::Ben Gates: The past is filled with incredible mysteries. The clues to solving them are all around, hidden in plain sight. But this story begins with the most famous assassination in history. Abraham Lincoln's killer, John Wilkes Booth, kept a diary. A diary that was found the night Booth was killed, with 18 pages missing. Concealed in those pages is the key to something much, much bigger. A conspiracy that crosses the globe, and a discovery that the world isn't ready to believe.
[from trailer]::Riley Poole: [seeing several police pulling up to the building] Oh look. My tax dollars at work, coming to arrest me.
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Somewhere deep, deep in Russia there is a town called Marks (named after Karl Marks, founder of Communism theory) where all people are working on toy factory and receiving their wages as toys. News from other cities are arriving on very rare occasion. One morning, Boris, a former boxing who is running from something, wakes up in train and see four letters MAR_S. From his first steps he starts to meet new people as Gregori, young man with a dream who is in love with local librarian, Greta, whose dream is to get out from this god-forgotten town. With each new step, he is meeting new people, but the past is hard to escape.
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An idealistic young lawyer working for a Congressional subcommittee in the late 1950s discovers that TV quiz shows are being fixed. His investigation focuses on two contestants on the show "Twenty-One": Herbert Stempel, a brash working-class Jew from Queens, and Charles Van Doren, the patrician scion of one of America's leading literary families. Based on a true story.
Keywords: 1950s, advertising, anti-semitism, based-on-book, based-on-true-story, chocolate-cake, class-differences, columbia-university, congressional-committee, congressional-testimony
Fifty million people watched, but no one saw a thing.
Dick Goodwin: I asked myself, "why would he do this, he knows I'll come after him?" Then it occurred to me. He knows I'll come after him.
Toby Stempel: My mother wants to know why you only went for eight on the movies.::Herbie Stemple: Because my real expertise is pain-in-the-ass in-laws, all right?
[to a reporter outside the committee hearing]::Herbie Stemple: You know what the problem with you bums is? You never leave a guy alone unless you're leaving him alone.
Jack Barry: [prepping for the show] My light okay? My nose doesn't look big?::Stage worker: You look great Jack.::Jack Barry: Last week I looked like a sun dial.
Congressman Derounian: I'm happy that you've made the statement. But I cannot agree with most of my colleagues. See, I don't think an adult of your intelligence should be commended for simply, at long last, telling the truth.
Herbie Stemple: I love my wife, but it's like living with a plague of locusts.
Mark Van Doren: What these books have conclusively proven is that the diffence between men and women is exactly 38 pages.::Man 1: Can I quote you, Mark?::Mark Van Doren: Not before I quote me.::Dorothy Van Doren: His own quotes are his greatest pleasure.::Man 2: Did you hear the market dropped 30 points today. There's a rumor Eisenhower died.::Dorothy Van Doren: How could they tell?::Mark Van Doren: Oh, please. Don't get Dorothy started on politics. There'll be a raid.
Herbie Stemple: You know why they call them Indians? Because Columbus thought he was in India. They're "Indians" because some white guy got lost.
Mark Van Doren: Cheating on a quiz show? That's sort of like plagiarizing a comic strip.
Herbie Stemple: Come and see Herbie Stempel get thrown to the Columbia lions! Watch Charles Van Doren eat his first kosher meal in his life.
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An ancient American Indian burial ground is threatened by an evil real estate developer when the owner of the land (who runs a local off road jeep tour company) has trouble with his business. His beautiful neice and her crew of beautiful friends take over the jeep tours and attract business and save the day the old fashioned way, by taking their tops off during the tours they are leading.
Keywords: bikini, environmental, erotica, female-nudity
The view's always better with the top down.
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This film is a satire of the women's liberation movement, staring a trio of female impersonators. Candy is an aloof heiress caught in an unhappy relationship with her brother. Jackie is a virginal intellectual who believes women are oppressed in contemporary American society. And Holly is a nymphomaniac who has come to loathe men, despite her attraction to them. Together, they join a militant feminist group, P.I.G. (Politically Involved Girls), but their newfound liberation doesn't make them any happier.
Keywords: bar-fight, bare-breasts, bare-chested-male, bodybuilder, camp, casting-couch, cult-film, deodorant, drag-queen, drunkenness
The Beginning of the Sexual Revolution!
Jackie: I better get straight from this!
Jackie: Don't you know there's something more beautiful in this world than that thing between your legs?
Jackie: So I sucked a cock.
Candy: Ow! That is not a wig!
Jackie: Women's liberation has told me just WHO I AM and what I should be!
Jackie: They're not gonna think we're lesbians, Holly! A school teacher and a model? Those are lesbians?
Jackie: Take your balls and go!
Jackie: Take a bath! You smell like a dead papa!
Candy: [to Duncan] I'm sick and fed-up. Of you and all men. How do ya like them apples?
Jackie: You read too many comic books, Holly. You're living in a dream world.
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Norah is very rich, owns her own shipyard and has Sylvia double for her at all outside functions. But Sylvia is now married and wants to go to Washington with her new husband while Norah's latest fiance has dumped her. Determined not to make money an issue, she invites all the officers to her house for tea and has Sylvia again play Norah. She is looking for the right man who will want her and not her money and she thinks that she has found that man in Captain Travis. The only problem is that Travis is interested in the Norah double because of her millions. So Norah waits to see if he will propose to her for herself instead of proposing to Sylvia for the money.
Keywords: bus-driver, lieutenant, nurse, remake
[Sway: Talking]
Somwhere in Kensington. Life as photographer, as i sit here in my studio apartment cans of red bull evrywhere haha (yawns) Goodmorning England, This is my life i'm a photographer. For the tabloids, the magazines. Dcypha..
[Verse 1:]
Yawnin early mornin, break of dawn im messed up, stressed
im addicted to women, im thinkin of dickin while starin at cigarette butts, went to the kitchen took 2 tablets wit a glass of coke, did a couple of press ups, gave up had a bath then dressed up
im out of the way, by the way i go by the name of photographer exibit A, n im played by sway
come follow me 4 tha day, the time is 11 hundred hours approximatly ms beckham is about to take her shower,
im starin with a grin, shes so thick yet so thin cudnt work out sums in the classroom yet a genius in the gym. Shes the subject of the scribble in my margin, imagine if it was me b4 him, brooklyn could've been called cardiff
i ponder wit da hardest, Irection, I reckon with the right, direction she could succeed as a soho artist, sorry i ment solo artsist, Sorry steve somebodys cumin we've gotta leave
[Chorus:]
Im a photographer, watch me watchin u, as i watch u washin, ooo. you can feel im watchin u, but wen u turn round u see nuthin, im i over here am i over there, am i to ur front or am i to ur rear.
Even if theres objects blocking i aint stoppin watching u
[Verse 2:]
Everbody knows me, my camera is my codey im keepin it low key my pockets stay bulky, u can lock ur door as many times u want if i wanna be in ur house i don't need no key. When vanessa felts lonely i was there I seen Danny Bear the exchange is fair i pay them the visit they pay me the mon-ey i watched kylie minoque's down under slowly. I think donna wanna come up 4 air, like jordan slamming the career of Liz Hurley (Shut Up Bitch)
As i squat behind gates that aint pearly i spot alotta fings dat rly dnt concern me.
In a cafe around the corner from cilla blacks house, i see a male thats probly 60 odd loggin on 2 tha internet, hes in a chatroom typin out his number, n his username is sugababe, n hes pm n mr summers
[Chorus:]
Im a photographer, watch me watchin u, as i watch u washin, ooo. you can feel im watchin u, but wen u turn round u see nuthin, im i over here am i over there, am i to ur front or am i to ur rear.
Even if theres objects blocking i aint stoppin watching u
[Verse 3:]
See i've seen Davinas own house n shes no mary poppins, ive held subliminal conversations with gabby roslins goblins, watched Emma Bunton gobblin down spotted dicks, spotted me, squatted quick whistled like i wasn't watchin it
i dream a scene of savin mermaids, i dream of seein zoe with a mouthful of 2 versions of her surname(balls)
imagine the salary if i snapped Ali G, Blair, Beckham n Bush givin Dido the battery.
I hope no one sees me, i jus spotted chris evans walkin with a man that looks like billy, beatin up seville if i take a blurry picture they mite think its her, little evidence is all i need realy.
Behind the TT i jus spotted a Trisha look alike strokin her cat deeley n cannibilisin a wheely? Falacio, Huracio, cos 1 in 3 readers will believe me.
You can call me sleezy, your the one that wants to see robin ridin red hood, so im givin back to the needy. Im doin it for the girls im doin it for the guys, with one track minds n right hand drives, the medias full of lies that u want us to tell, cos u tell us to tell em, cos u tell em yourself.
Now its gettin dark im signin off my day is done, Sway aka photographer for the sun.
[Sway: Talking]