Vladimir Ilyich Lenin (Russian: Владимир Ильич Ленин; IPA: [vlɐˈdʲimʲɪr ɪlʲˈjitɕ ˈlʲenʲɪn] ( listen); 22 April [O.S. 10 April] 1870 – 21 January 1924) was a Russian Marxist revolutionary, intellectual and politician who led the October Revolution of 1917. As leader of the Bolsheviks, he headed the Soviet state during its initial years (1917–1924), as it fought to establish control of Russia in the Russian Civil War and worked to create a socialist economic system.
As a politician, Lenin was a persuasive and charismatic orator. As an intellectual his extensive theoretic and philosophical developments of Marxism produced Marxism–Leninism, a pragmatic Russian application of Marxism that emphasized the critical role played by a committed and disciplined political vanguard in the revolutionary process, while defending the possibility of a socialist revolution in less advanced capitalist countries through an alliance of the proletarians with the rural peasantry.
Lenin was born Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov (Russian: Владимир Ильич Ульянов) on 22 April [O.S. 10 April] 1870 in the town of Simbirsk in the Russian Empire. Simbirsk, a rural town on the River Volga nearly 1,500 miles from the capital Saint Petersburg, would be renamed upon Ulyanov's death fifty-four years later as "Ulyanovsk" in his honour. That same year, Saint Petersburg itself would be renamed Leningrad after Ulyanov's better-known cadre name.
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During the 80's, in Athens, a nine year old girl gradually loses touch with her workaholic communist father. She fantasies that Vladimir Lenin wants to harm him. Things get worse when the American movie maniac, Freddy Krueger join forces with the Russian.
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The story takes place in the sixties, at a children's pioneer league masquerade ball. The protagonist, still in his adolescence at the time - though when he is telling the story he is an adult already - prepares to emigrate, but before, for the last time he would like to be carefreely happy in the swirling crowd of the ball - to say farewell to everything he is leaving behind. And in this crowd, amidst his masqueraded mates, he seems to recognise his family: his parents, grandmother, and grandfather. As he recalls the events of the family's history, they come alive. The ambience of the party and the farewell evokes the well-known situations embedded in the family history from the sixties - the under blanket collective listening to Free Europe Radio, family card games, the fright of nightly searches by the authorities, childhood toys, the first car in the neighbourhood, the divorce trial, the moments of liberation and homecoming. Because of the animated memories and his impressions of the pioneer league ball, our hero decides, after all the pros and cons to stay. Because he is happy here on this ball and nothing can take this away or replace it.
Keywords: 1960s, based-on-play
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History of the Russian revolution through the eyes of Gorky, the writer and the man. He initially was sympathetic with some of Lenin's promises, but later became shocked with Lenin's bloody methods. Gorky emigrated to Western Europe. Crafty Stalin manipulated Gorky back into entrapment in Communist Russia. His quick death in 1936 is still a mystery. Documentary footage of Gorky from Russian and German film archives, helps the story.
Keywords: communism, revolution, russia, tragedy, writer
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A collection of skits that made the Python troup famous, performed live at the Hollywood Bowl. Included are the singing philosophers, lumberjacks, the pope, and a suspiciously-male looking seabird vendor.
Keywords: absurd-humor, absurdism, actor-playing-multiple-roles, actress-playing-multiple-roles, albatross, audience-interaction, australian-stereotype, based-on-sketch-comedy, based-on-tv-series, blow-job
Never before in the history of human civilization has there been a movie called "Monty Python Live at the Hollywood Bowl"
Announcer: Hello and welcome to the Ronald Reagan Memorial Bowl, here in the pretty L.A. suburb of Hollywood. Well, we're about to witness All-in Wrestling, brought to you tonight, ladies and gentlemen, by the makers of Scum, the world's first combined hair oil, foot ointment, and salad dressing; and by the makers of Titan, the novelty nuclear missile. You never know when it'll go off.
First Bruce: They're a typical Hollywood audience. All the kids are on drugs and all the adults are on roller skates.
Albatross Woman: Albatross... Albatross. ALBATROSS. [looks to someone in the crowd] You're not supposed to be smoking that. Albatross.::Someone in the crowd: What flavour is it? What flavour is it?::Albatross Woman: Seagull sickle... Pelican bon-bon... ALBATROSS.::Wife: I will have two ice creams, please.::Albatross Woman: I don't have any ice creams, I've just got this albatross. ALBATROSS.::Wife: What flavour is it?::Albatross Woman: ...Well it's an albatross. Isn't it? It's not any bloody flavour. ALBATROSS.::Wife: It's got to be some flavour, I mean everything's got a flavour.::Albatross Woman: All right. All right. It's bloody... albatross flavour... Bleedin' seabird bleedin' flavour. ALBATROSS.::Wife: You get wafers with it?::Albatross Woman: Of course you don't getting fucking wafers with it, you cunt. It's a fucking albatross isn't it.
Michelangelo: Good evening, Your Holiness.::The Pope: Evening, Michelangelo. I want to talk to you about this painting of yours, The Last Supper. I'm not happy about it.::Michelangelo: Oh, dear. It took me hours.::The Pope: Not happy at all.::Michelangelo: Is it the jello you don't like?::The Pope: No.::Michelangelo: It does add a bit of colour, doesn't it. Oh, I know, you don't like the kangaroo.::The Pope: What kangaroo?::Michelangelo: No problem, I'll paint him out.::The Pope: I never saw a kangaroo.::Michelangelo: Uh, he's right at the back. No sweat, I'll make him into a disciple. All right?::The Pope: That's the problem.::Michelangelo: What is?::The Pope: The disciples.::Michelangelo: Are they too Jewish? I made Judas the most Jewish.::The Pope: No, it's just that there are 28 of them.
First Bruce: We find your American beer like making love in a canoe. It's fucking close to water.
Husband: It's the Bishop of Leicester.::Wife: How do you know?::Husband: Tattooed on the back of his neck. I think I'd better call the police.::Wife: Shouldn't you call the church?::Son: Call the Church Police.::Husband: Good idea.
Customer: I'd like to have an argument please.
Flying minstrel: I've got two legs, from my hips to the ground / And when I move them, they walk around / And when I lift them, they climb the stairs / And when I shave them, they ain't got hairs.
Barrister 1: I did my whole, "Serious offense" bit and then I waggled me wig!::Husband: You did what?::Barrister 1: I waggled me wig!
Yorkshireman 1: Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night, half an hour before I went to bed, eat a lump of cold poison, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad would kill us, and dance about on our graves.::Yorkshireman 2: But you try and tell the young people today that... and they won't believe ya'.
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The tragic story of Nicholas II, the last Czar of Russia, set against the backdrop of the Russian Revolution. It is an inside look into the private lives of Nicholas and his wife Alexandra, their daughters, and the painful secret which bound the Imperial Couple to the mystical Rasputin, and the eventual execution of the entire family.
Keywords: 10-days-in-october, 1910s, abdication, ambassador, aristocracy, aristocrat, ballet, based-on-book, bolshevism, brother-sister-relationship
Tsarevich Alexei: Why did you abdicate for me? You never asked!::Tsar Nicholas II: I didn't want you to pay for my mistakes.::Tsarevich Alexei: Am I not paying for them now? Aren't we all?
Tsar Nicholas II: Oh, God, but it's good to be alive! The Earth is like a field in summer, just bursting with good things. Someday, when all the wars are over, someone young will lead us to the harvest. As long as there are children, anything is possible.
Tsarina Alexandra: Nicky? Is it all right if I say something intimate?::Tsar Nicholas II: In public?::Tsarina Alexandra: I'll whisper it.::Tsar Nicholas II: All right. What is it?::Tsarina Alexandra: Nicky... I adore you.
[imprisoned in Ekaterinburg]::Tsar Nicholas II: I suddenly thought of the yacht this morning. Do you remember how the band used to play all the time?::Tsarina Alexandra: Always out of tune. Do you think they drank?::Tsar Nicholas II: How did that waltz go?::[hums a little, off key]::Tsarina Alexandra: You're no better than the band.::[he carries her to the bed and places a chair against the door]::Tsarina Alexandra: The girls?::Tsar Nicholas II: They won't come in. We're alone.::[he takes his wife's hands]::Tsar Nicholas II: Your beautiful hands...::[he lies down with her]::Tsar Nicholas II: I still want you so much. Nothing can ever change that, Sunny.
Tsar Nicholas II: A strong man has no need of power, and a weak man is destroyed by it.
Tsar Nicholas II: A son! I have a son.
Tsar Nicholas II: What are our chances?::Yakovlev: Of what?::Tsar Nicholas II: Living 'till Christmas.::Yakovlev: I haven't thought about it.::Tsar Nicholas II: You puzzle me. You'd be happy to see us dead, and yet you help us get away.::Yakovlev: I haven't your taste for murder, Bloody Nicholas. I've never had a chance to get used to it. How many men have you killed? Have you the least idea? God knows how many peasants died! Nobody counted children. You only know the number of soldiers because somebody counted them for you. 7 million! 6 quarts a man times 7 million! It's an ocean. Have you ever seen a battle ? You're not Bloody Nicholas! You're a man of no imagination.
The German Consul: It's outrageous. We are here in Zurich, and if I understand you, you want the German government, which is at war with Russia, to take you to Sweden, because you can get across to Russia from there.::Vladimir Lenin: I'm offering to stop the war.::The German Consul: I didn't know you had so much authority.::Vladimir Lenin: If there was a Bolshevik government in Russia, we'd immediately make peace with Germany. Then how many German divisions could you transfer to the western front ?::The German Consul: And now you are asking for classified information. Do you realize my government has locked up more Bolsheviks than anyone else? How can you expect us to help you make a revolution? You have no sense of proportion!::Vladimir Lenin: All I'm interested in is power in Russia and it's lying there on the streets, waiting to be picked up. Kerensky won't last. He's still fighting the war, and the people are desperate for peace. I shall offer them peace. Then you'll see the real revolution.
The American Ambassador: In your position, I'd put this Lenin quietly in jail.::Alexander Kerensky: On what pretext?::The American Ambassador: I've read his speeches. Surely, you have to.::Alexander Kerensky: I cannot put a man in jail for what he thinks. It's in your Bill of Rights.::The American Ambassador: He wants to overthrow the government by force. We Americans call that treason.
Tsar Nicholas II: The Russia my father gave me never lost a war. What shall I say to my son when the time comes? That I had no pride? That I was weak? I've always thought God meant me to rule. He put me here. He chose me, and whatever happens is His will. We shall fight on until victory.
When Lenin was little All the birds in the forest were singing "Man, this is it!" But now that he's older All the sailors in heaven are singing "Abandon Ship"
I know it can't be right I know it can't be right But I just smile instead of repeating what I said In my head
When Lenin was little dressed up like a vampire on All-Hallow's Eve All the saints up in heaven Were look down at the leaves fallin' off the trees
I know it can't be right I know it can't be right But I just smile instead of repeating what I said
Daddy, Daddy, please spare the world from the government Daddy, Daddy, please spare my soul from my own judgment Daddy, Daddy, please send me a heart that isn't made of cement Cause the money's all been spent
Daddy, Daddy, please spare the world from the government Daddy, Daddy, please spare my soul from my own judgment Daddy, Daddy, please send me a heart that isn't made of cement Cause the money's all been spent The money's all been spent The money's all been spent The money's all been spent