African people refers to natives or inhabitants of Africa and to people of African descent.
Many etymological hypotheses that have been postulated for the ancient name "Africa":
The African continent is home to many different ethnic and racial groups, with wide-ranging phenotypical traits, both indigenous and foreign to the continent. Many of these populations have diverse origins, with differing cultural, linguistic and social traits and mores. Distinctions within Africa's geography, such as the varying climates across the continent, have also served to nurture diverse lifestyles among its various populations. The continent's inhabitants live amid deserts and jungles, as well as in modern cities across the continent.
Perhaps it is a function of the number of excavations actually performed in given areas, but it is at least suggestive that the five very earliest out of the twelve of earliest archaeological discoveries of Homo sapiens sapiens have been in Africa and the adjacent Arabian peninsula.
The term black people is used in some socially-based systems of racial classification for humans of a dark-skinned phenotype, relative to other racial groups represented in a particular social context. Different societies apply different criteria regarding who is classified as "black", and often social variables such as class and socio-economic status also play a role, so that relatively dark-skinned people can be classified as white if they fulfill other social criteria of "whiteness" and relatively light-skinned people can be classified as black if they fulfill the social criteria for "blackness" in a particular setting.
As a biological phenotype being "black" is often associated with the very dark skin colors of some people who are classified as "black". But, particularly in the United States, the racial or ethnic classification also refers to people with all possible kinds of skin pigmentation from the darkest through to the very lightest skin colors, including albinos, if they are believed by others to have African ancestry, or to exhibit cultural traits associated with being "African-American". As a result, in the United States the term "black people" is not an indicator of skin color but of socially based racial classification.
African Americans (also referred to as Black Americans or Afro-Americans, and formerly as American Negroes) are citizens or residents of the United States that have ancestry from any of the native populations of Sub-Saharan Africa.
African Americans make up the single largest racial minority in the United States. Most African Americans are of West and Central African descent and are descendants of enslaved Africans within the boundaries of the present United States. However, some immigrants from African, Caribbean, Central American or South American nations, or their descendants, may be identified or self-identify with the term.
African-American history starts in the 16th century with African slaves who quickly rose up against the Spanish explorer Lucas Vázquez de Ayllón and progresses to the present day, with Barack Obama as the 44th and current President of the United States. Between those landmarks there have been events and issues, both resolved and ongoing, including slavery, racism, Reconstruction, development of the African-American community, participation in the great military conflicts of the United States, racial segregation, and the Civil Rights Movement.
Plot
Outside a movie premiere, enthusiastic fan Peppy Miller literally bumps into the swashbuckling hero of the silent film, George Valentin. The star reacts graciously and Peppy plants a kiss on his cheek as they are surrounded by photographers. The headlines demand: "Who's That Girl?" and Peppy is inspired to audition for a dancing bit-part at the studio. However as Peppy slowly rises through the industry, the introduction of talking-pictures turns Valentin's world upside-down.
Keywords: 1920s, 1930s, anger, animal-in-cast-credits, apartment, applause, auction, bar, beauty-spot, butler
Al Zimmer: Perfect!
George Valentin: With pleasure.
Doris: I'm unhappy.::George Valentin: So are millions of us.
George Valentin: Look at what you've become. You've become proud! You've become stupid!
George Valentin: [first lines, heard in one of his films] I won't talk! I won't say a word!
Peppy Miller: Make way for the young!
[sternly, to Peppy]::George Valentin: I've made way for you.
Peppy Miller: [trying to pressure the studio into letting her do a film with George] I won't work anymore. It's him or me. [Zimmer doesn't say anything] What I mean is, it's him AND me! Or it's neither of us! [Nobody gets it again] Hey, I'm blackmailing you! Get it?
George Valentin: [talking about Uggie] If only he could talk.
Plot
With their church being threatened with closure, Pastor Jones and choir leaders, Tammy and Louise, must find a way to keep the Parishioners together. An upcoming Choir Competition is the last hope for the three as they work to find the perfect voices to fill out the church choir. Two unlikely singers soon emerge - Chris, a young man who wants to do good despite his friends, Antoine and Eddie, wanting otherwise; and Ruth, the "Plain Jane" who is not only trying to take care of herself after her mother's death but, has to deal with her lazy, alcoholic father Darrell.
The latest Christian-themed film from Black Christian Movies.com.
Plot
On an African safari, Eliza Thornberry discovers that thanks to a shaman, she can now talk to animals. When Eliza discovers that poachers in Africa's Serengeti Desert plan to kill an elephant herd with an electrified fence, she and her chimpanzee friend Darwin must somehow find a way to stop them.
Keywords: adopted-son, africa, airplane, airport, amphibious-vehicle, baboon, based-on-cartoon, based-on-tv-series, boarding-school, british
This Could Be The Beginning Of A Beautiful Adventure.
New Home. New Friends. No Powers.
You don't need extraordinary powers to do extraordinary things.
Go Wild!!!
Eliza: I told them about my powers, and I lost them.::Debbie: You did that for me?
Darwin: Where's the bathroom?::Horse: You're standing on it!
Nigel: Stand perfectly still!
Nigel: You will have your own challenges, and I'll bet you'll meet them splendidly.
Debbie: Donnie, now is not the time for the wedgie dance!
Debbie: But can't you, like, make elephant noises or something?::Eliza: Debbie, I can't talk to them! How can I help them?
Sloan: You *will* regret this!::Eliza: I don't care! What you're doing is awful!::Sloan: And what you're doing is stupid! Shame you won't be here to help me carry out the ivory.
Bree: I told Sloan he shouldn't cut that rope ladder.::Eliza: It was you!::Sloan: Yes. Thank you so much for returning my knife to me.
Eliza: I need to talk to mom and dad.::Debbie: You can talk to me! And pretend that I'm listening.
Col. Radcliff Thornberry: They didn't call me colonel because of my chicken!
Plot
The safe, secure, boring life of Charlie Cross, a wealthy, successful solicitor is irretrievably shattered when he embarks on an illicit, passionate affair with the beautiful, mysterious Viola whom he meets one evening whilst investigating the background of his latest criminal client, Edgar Bosco. Charlie is immediately smitten by Viola and falls completely under her spell. Gradually, Charlie becomes more and more obsessed with Viola and does anything to be with her, much to the detriment of his career, reputation, family and marriage. Edgar Bosco learns of the affair and takes revenge upon Charlie by destroying what he loves in equal measure for that which Charlie has destroyed that Edgar loves with very drastic consequences for all members of the Cross family.
Keywords: adultery, female-nudity, femme-fatale, infidelity, murder, nudity, obsession, passion, perversion, police
Viola: My father? He's such a fucked up man, Charlie. You know how he became headmaster? In his time it was, get a big suit, join the party, go to all the party meetings. I was a bad girl in school. I fell in love with this teacher from England. I was only thirteen then. I saw him looking and asked if he wanted to fuck me - and he blushed. He's very nice, Jeffrey. Gentle. I used to hope my father would catch us.
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On July 2nd, communications systems worldwide are sent into chaos by a strange atmospheric interference. It is soon learned by the military that a number of enormous objects are on a collision course with Earth. At first thought to be meteors, they are later revealed to be gigantic spacecraft, piloted by a mysterious alien species. After attempts to communicate with the aliens go nowhere, David Levinson, an ex-scientist turned cable technician, discovers that the aliens are going to attack major points around the globe in less than a day. On July 3rd, the aliens all but obliterate New York, Los Angeles, and Washington. The survivors set out in convoys towards Area 51, a strange government testing ground where it is rumored the military has a captured alien spacecraft of their own. The survivors devise a plan to fight back against the enslaving aliens, and July 4th becomes the day humanity will fight for its freedom. July 4th is their Independence Day...
Keywords: 1990s, aeronautics, african-american, airforce-one, airplane-crash, alcoholic, alien, alien-contact, alien-invasion, alien-space-craft
We've always believed we weren't alone. On July 4th, we'll wish we were.
THESE extraterrestrials don't want to phone home...They want OUR home.
The day we'll fight back!
The doomsday ship
EARTH Take a good look. It could be your last.
Don't make plans for August.
The question of whether or not we are alone in the universe has been answered.
WARNING! Your next stop may not be there.
They only want one thing... DESTRUCTION!
Enjoy The Superbowl. It May Be Your Last (Superbowl Promo)
Gen. Gray: Get on the wire, tell them how to bring those sons of bitches down.
Marty Gilbert: [seeing the approaching explosion] Oh, crap.
President Thomas Whitmore: [addressing the nation] If you feel compelled to leave these cities, please do so, in an orderly fashion. [shot moves to very chaotic city street]
[last lines]::Captain Steven Hiller: Didn't I promise you fireworks?::Dylan Dubrow: Yeah.
[first lines]::SETI Chief: [answering telephone] If this isn't an insanely beautiful woman, I'm hangin' up.::SETI technician: Sir, I - I- I think you should listen to this.
Video Newscaster: [TV news anchor reporting] Once again, the L.A.P.D. is asking Los Angelenos not to fire their guns at the visitor spacecraft. You may inadvertently trigger an interstellar war.
David Levinson: We're hit! We took a hit!::Captain Steven Hiller: [yelling] We're not hit! We're not hit! Stop side-seat driving!::David Levinson: [trying to make a break for the exit] Left! Left! Tunnel! Tunnel! Exit! Exit! Left!::Captain Steven Hiller: Where the hell do you think I'm going?::David Levinson: Ok, ok. We're we're we're uh...::David Levinson: Uh oh, they're closing up on us... they're closing...::Captain Steven Hiller: Shut up, shut up, shut up!::David Levinson: Must go faster. Must go faster! Must go faster! Go, go, go, go!::Captain Steven Hiller: [escapes from the alien ship]::[screaming]::Captain Steven Hiller: Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!::Captain Steven Hiller: Oh! Elvis has left the building!::David Levinson: [in Elvis voice] Oh, thank you very much. [in his own voice] Oh, I love you man!
Captain Steven Hiller: [walking toward crashed alien plane] THAT'S RIGHT! THAT'S RIGHT! That's what you get! Look at you, ship all *banged* up! Who's the man? Huh? Who's the man? Wait till I get another plane! I'm-a line all your friends up right beside you!::Captain Steven Hiller: [climbs on top of alien plane] Where you at, huh? Huh? Where you at?::Captain Steven Hiller: [Hiller opens the spaceship. An alien pops up, and Hiller punches it in the head, knocking it back into the ship]::Captain Steven Hiller: Welcome to earth!::Captain Steven Hiller: [sits on alien plane and puts cigar in mouth] Now that's what *I* call a close encounter.
Julius Levinson: If I had known I was gonna meet the president, I would've worn a tie. I mean, look at me. I look like a schliemiel.
Gen. Gray: Are you all right?::President Thomas Whitmore: I saw... its thoughts. I saw what they're planning to do. They're like locusts. They're moving from planet to planet... their whole civilization. After they've consumed every natural resource they move on... and we're next. Nuke 'em. Let's nuke the bastards.
Plot
Paul, a computer whiz who spends more time with his machine than with his girlfriend, finds that he has been chosen as a worthy opponent for Mestema, and evil wizard who has spent centuries searching for a challenging foe. After having his computer changed into wristband weapon, Paul does battle with a variety of monsters before finally coming face to face with the ultimate adversary.
Keywords: actress, arrest, boneyard, cb-radio, challenge, city, computer, contest, cult-film, desert
Mestema: In a future reality I shall destroy you!::Paul Bradford: Well, I reject your reality and substitute my own!
Mestema: I dub thee, Excalibrate.
Mestema: You have one hour to save her from his cold sharp blade. Get my point?
Paul Bradford: Nice outfit.::Gwen Rogers: Yeah, another Mestema original.
Mestema: Say the word and it ends!::Paul Bradford: The word is forget it!
Gwen Rogers: Why did this happen to me? How did I fall for a guy whose first love is a machine?
Paul Bradford: You know what you are? You're the lowest of the low. You use people for your own entertainment, your own little whims and fancies.
Plot
In the countryside of England, the Duc de Richleau a.k.a Nicholas welcomes his old friend Rex Van Ryn that has flown to meet him and Simon Aron, who is the son of an old friend of them that had passed away but charged them the task of watching the youngster. Nicholas and Rex unexpectedly visit Simon that is receiving twelve mysterious friends. Sooner Nicholas, who is proficient in black magic, learns that the guests are member of a satanic cult and Simon and his friend Tanith Carlisle will be baptized by the powerful leader Mocata to serve the devil. The two friends abduct Simon and Tanith expecting to save their souls but Mocata summons the Angel of Death and the Goat of Mendes to help him in a battle between the good and the forces of evil.
Keywords: based-on-novel, black-magic, blood, car-chase, devil-worship, giant-spider, hammer-horror, hypnotism, occult, sacrifice
The beauty of woman . . . the demon of darkness . . . the unholy union of "The Devil's Bride"
Duc de Richleau: [fearfully] Do you realise what today's date is Rex?::Rex Van Ryn: April the, er, 29th, why?::Duc de Richleau: Mocata isn't going to miss the chance of giving Simon his Devil's baptism at the Grand Sabbat of the year!::Rex Van Ryn: [puzzled] What are you talking about?::Duc de Richleau: Tomorrow night! It's the eve of May Day. Within 24 hours, Simon could be lost to us forever.::Rex Van Ryn: What can we do?::Duc de Richleau: [referring to Tanith] We find the girl!
Marie Eaton: [to her servant about Mocata] Show him out!::Mocata: I'm leaving. [walks towards door and stands behind Marie] *I* shall not be back... but something will. [pauses menacingly] Tonight! Something will come for Simon and the girl! [leaves]
Rex Van Ryn: [sadly walks in carrying the body of Tanith] She's dead!::Duc de Richleau: [apologetically] I know Rex. The Angel of Death was summoned. He cannot return empty-handed.
Marie Eaton: [watching Mocata prepare to sacrifice her daughter, Peggy] Those words you said before, say them again.::Duc de Richleau: [helplessly] I cannot!::Marie Eaton: [urgently] You must! My baby is going to die if you don't. You must speak those words again.::Mocata: [carrying on with the ritual] The bride of chaos. [coven repeats] The rider upon the beast. [coven repeats] With this knife, do I draw out the blood, which is thy life.::Marie Eaton: [possessed by the spirit of Tanith] Only they who love without desire, shall have power granted them in their darkest hour!::Marie Eaton: [moves to the altar with Peggy lying on it] Peggy, get up. Repeat after me, the words of the Susama Ritual. Oriel Seraphim.::Peggy Eaton: Oriel Seraphim::Marie Eaton: Eo Potesta::Peggy Eaton: Eo Potesta::Marie Eaton: Zati, Zata::Peggy Eaton: Zati, Zata::Marie Eaton: Galatim, Galatah::Peggy Eaton: Galatim, Galatah! [lightning strikes the altar and it explodes]
Duc de Richleau: [watching as Rex and Tanith, now restored to life, walk toward the house] Come in my friends.::Marie Eaton: [rushes into the room with husband Richard carrying Peggy] She's alright!::[Sees Tanith standing there]::Marie Eaton: Tanith!::Duc de Richleau: Time itself has been reversed for us. Tanith's death; Peggy's abduction; the ride to Chilbury; the ritual in the cellar... all these things happened. But now, they have not happened. We're back. We are all safe again.::Simon Aron: And is Mocata also safe?::Duc de Richleau: You will also remember, Simon, what I said to you about the Angel of Death once being summoned...::Simon Aron: ...cannot return empty handed!::Duc de Richleau: Exactly. Tanith has been restored to us. But the age old law demands a life for a life, a soul for a soul. And there is only one man in all this world who could replace her life, her soul. The man who invoked the Angel of Death. Mocata *is* dead.::Simon Aron: Thank God!::Duc de Richleau: Yes Simon. He is the one we must thank.::[fades]
Duc de Richleau: [after Duc hands Rex some vials] Salt & Mercury. Effective against the dark forces. They will protect you and Simon... If we can save him.::Rex Van Ryn: And you?::Duc de Richleau: I have other protection. [cut to young women dancing wildly]
Plot
Wealthy eccentric Sir Vincent Brampton and his fiancée Linda Latham hire Ken Duffield to lead them on a jungle hunt. Duffield is looking for the murderer of his son; he gets the killer and Linda.
Keywords: africa, hunter, jungle, natives, safari
Murderous Mau-Mau! Maddened Beasts! Mighty Jungle Love!
Don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your nationality
You have got the identity of an African
'Cause if you come from Clarendon
(You are an African)
And if you come from Portland
(You are an African)
And if you come from Westmoreland, you're an African
So don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your nationality
You've got the identity of an African
'Cause if you come Trinidad
(You are an African)
And if you come from Nassau
(You are an African)
And if you come from Cuba, you're an African
So don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your complexion
There is no rejection, you're an African
'Cause if your plexion high, high, high
If your complexion low, low
And if your plexion in between, you're an African
So don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind denomination
That is only segregation, you're an African
'Cause if you go to the Catholic
(You are an African)
And if you go to the Methodist
(You are an African)
And if you go to the Church of Gods, you're an African
So don't care where you come from
As long as you're a black man, you're an African
No mind your nationality
You have got the identity of an African
'Cause if you come from Brixton
(You are an African)
And if you come from Weesday
(You are an African)
And if you come from Wingstead
(You are an African)
And if you come from France
(You are an African)
And if you come from Brooklyn
(You are an African)
And if you come from Queens
(You are an African)
And if you come from Manhattan
(You are an African)
And if you come from Canada
(You are an African)
And if you come from Miami
(You are an African)
And if you come from Switzerland
(You are an African)
And if you come from Germany
(You are an African)
And if you come from Russia
(You are an African)
And if you come from Taiwan
Through the eyes of a child
There's no wrong or right
No reason to hate
No need for a fight
No colour, no creed
No malice, no greed
Till the child becomes a man
Give up your freedom
Hand back your rights
Then change your colour now
You're black not white
And there'll never be a piece of the action
Now you're an African
Forget beliefs and swallow your pain
You're just a number now
And Boy's your name
And you'll never get a piece of the action
Now you're a working man
African, Asian, it's all the same
Brown, black, Caucasian
It's all the same
Slave labour, working class
What's in a name?
Far left, far right, centre
It's power they crave
The politics of Apartheid
The politics of shame
The cold abuse of human rights
Of torture and of pain
Are only part of the action
When you're an African
The politics of making more
The politics of greed
The cold abuse of poverty
To keep your labour cheap
Are only part of the action
When you're a working man
African, Asian, it's all the same
Brown, black, Caucasian
It's all the same
Slave labour, working class
What's in a name?
Far left, far right, centre
Far left, far right, centre
Far left, far right, centre
It's power they crave
The politics of buying arms
When there's no food to eat
The politics of digging gold
Instead of planting seeds
The leader with his private golf course
And his flashy cars
Sits playing with his diamond wrist watch
While the people starve
The politics of shooting down
A plane that brings relief
By fat men playing power games
Who've got enough to eat
The politics of racial hate
The politics of war
The men who sell the guns have fun
While we all count the score
One, two, three, four
Thousands, millions
People dying just to keep
Them in the action
Through the eyes of a man
There's wrong and there's right
A reason to hate
There's need for a fight
There's colour, there's creed
There's malice, there's greed
Through the eyes of a child
There's no wrong or right
No reason to hate
No need for a fight
No colour, no creed
No malice, no greed
Till the child becomes a man
Give up your freedom
Hand back your rights
Then change your colour now
You're black not white
And there'll never be a piece of the action
Now you're an African
Forget beliefs and swallow your pain
You're just a number now
And Boy's your name
And you'll never get a piece of the action
Now you're a working man
African, Asian, it's all the same
Brown, black, Caucasian
It's all the same
Slave labour, working class
What's in a name?
Far left, far right, centre
It's power they crave
The politics of Apartheid
The politics of shame
The cold abuse of human rights
Of torture and of pain
Are only part of the action
When you're an African
The politics of making more
The politics of greed
The cold abuse of poverty
To keep your labour cheap
Are only part of the action
When you're a working man
African, Asian, it's all the same
Brown, black, Caucasian
It's all the same
Slave labour, working class
What's in a name?
Far left, far right, centre
Far left, far right, centre
Far left, far right, centre
It's power they crave
The politics of buying arms
When there's no food to eat
The politics of digging gold
Instead of planting seeds
The leader with his private golf course
And his flashy cars
Sits playing with his diamond wrist watch
While the people starve
The politics of shooting down
A plane that brings relief
By fat men playing power games
Who've got enough to eat
The politics of racial hate
The politics of war
The men who sell the guns have fun
While we all count the score
One, two, three, four
Thousands, millions
People dying just to keep
Them in the action
Through the eyes of a man
There's wrong and there's right
A reason to hate
There's need for a fight
There's colour, there's creed
There's malice, there's greed
When the child becomes a man