Esther ( /ˈɛstər/; Hebrew: אֶסְתֵּר, Modern Ester Tiberian ʼEstēr), born Hadassah, is the eponymous heroine of the Biblical Book of Esther. According to the Bible, she was a Jewish queen of the Persian king Ahasuerus. Ahasuerus is traditionally identified with Xerxes I during the time of the Achaemenid empire. Her story is the basis for the celebration of Purim in Jewish tradition.
King Xerxes held a 180-day feast in Susa (Shoushan). While in "high spirits" from the wine, he ordered his queen, Vashti, to appear before him and his guests to display her beauty. But when the attendants delivered the king's command to Queen Vashti, she refused to come. Furious at her refusal to obey, the king asked his wise men what should be done. One of them said that all the women in the empire would hear that "The King Xerxes commanded Vashti the queen to be brought in before him, but she came not." Then the women of the empire would despise their husbands. And this would cause many problems in the kingdom. Therefore it would be good to depose her.
No one chose to be born here.
Get transported...
Plot
After the demise of their father, three sisters decide to take a driving holiday to the South of France. They all have different Mothers and this is an opportunity for them keep and improve their family bond. They pick up a hitch-hiker along the way who becomes a catalyst for their relationship.
Keywords: france
A car, 3 sisters and their romantic interest in the South of France
Plot
Young psychotic man returns to neighborhood after release from prison. He seeks young lady he previously tried to rape and young man who protected her, with twisted ideas of love for her and hate for him.
Keywords: 1960s, african-american, algebra-teacher, american-indian, anger, animal-cruelty, asthma, attack, attempted-rape, bar
Friends last forever. Goodness is its own reward. ...And there ain't no Indians in the Bronx.
A young woman fights for her life when the man who raped her is released from prison
Melanie: [after sniffing glue] I'm flyin', man! I'm flyin'!
Heinz: ...and what he is going to do tonight?::Mrs. Sabantino: He is... he is going to die.::Heinz: Thank you mama, thank you. [He carries her in his arms, and then throws her out of the window]
Harry: And when I was sittin' home with my mother, watchin' the news about it on TV, the next thing they showed after that was Dr. Martin Luther King speaking. He was talking about the power of love in the face of senseless cruelty and violence. And I heard him, Mr. Kemp. I guess something had knocked the wax outta my ears. ' Cause I heard him loud and clear.
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This story centers on the Jewish practice that requires an unmarried brother to marry the childless widow of his dead brother. In this story the younger brother is only 12 years old when his brother dies. The requirement is avoided by a legal fiction, but as time passes in the story, the situation changes.
Keywords: levirate
The unanimous hit of the 1972 Cannes Film Festival - An Israeli love story you will never forget.
Plot
Delphine and Solange are two sisters living in Rochefort. Delphine is a dancing teacher and Solange composes and teaches the piano. Maxence is a poet and a painter. He is doing his military service. Simon owns a music shop, he left Paris once month ago to come back where he fell in love 10 years ago. They are looking for love, looking for each other, without being aware that their ideal partner is very close... A film whose scenario is much less important than its feeling of euphory, according to the director Jacques Demy.
Keywords: art-gallery, ballet-school, breakup, brother-sister-relationship, cafe, coast, composer, convertible, dance, dance-studio
...they're Singing and Dancing in the Streets
A dazzling new musical treat from the creators of "Umbrellas of Cherbourg."
Maxence: I must steer clear of dreary bourgeoisie art, I must be avant-garde and paint what's in my heart.
Delphine: Did he have a camera?::Solange: No.::Delphine: Then how did you know he was an American?
Simon Dame: [singing] How very sad it was the night she fled the scene, she didn't want the name of Madame Guillotine. She had this silly fear that if she went to bed, she'd suddenly wake up one day without her head
Solange: Jules and Jim have come.
Maxence: Paris is small for great passion like us.
[first lines]::[in French, using English subtitles]::Bill: Set up here?::Etienne: OK.::Bill: OK.
[last lines]::[last spoken lines, in French, using English subtitles]::Etienne: Hurry, they're waiting.::Delphine: Solange isn't here?::Etienne: Too bad.::Delphine: But we were to meet at noon.::Bill: It's nearly half past, get in!::Delphine: Wait. Here she comes!::Etienne: No, it's Josette.::Josette: Wait for me! Take me, I want to see Paris.::Etienne: Hop in.
[last lines]::[sung, in French, using English subtitles]::trio: [trio of Bill, Josette, and Etienne] We go from place to place, Across rivers and valleys. / They call us carnies, The road is our home base.
(Alan Gregg)
Esther's been reading books
She's changed the way that she talks and the way that she looks
Her coffee is black now and so are her clothes
She's shaved off her hair and put a ring through her nose
Esther's been watching movies
And she must have seen someone that she would like to be
With looks like hers she could be on the screen
But she's the worst actor that I've ever seen
Esther I've known you for ages
And I've watched you through all the changes
Esther, we used to be the best of friends
But now we're becoming strangers
Esther's been burning bridges
I remember the time when she turned religious
But soon she turned her back on the church
And brushed it aside to continue the search
Because Esther's been searching for something
She doesn't quite know what it is
Yes Esther's been looking for something
Maybe something that doesn't exist
Esther, isn't it funny how we don't do the things we used to do?
You don't think about that anymore Esther,
but Esther, I still think about you.
Esther's been getting lonely
After she cut herself off from the only
People on whom she could depend
People who were happy to call her their friend
Esther I've known you for ages
And I've watched you through all the stages
Esther, we used to be the best of friends
But now we're becoming strangers
Oh Esther
Verse 1
I have a picture of Esther and David
She is a young bride and he is a soldier
They didn’t know then that David was dying
They wouldn’t have children
Verse 2
Alone with a life time, Africa called
She went for the first time, it grew in her heart
All of the children, all of those children
Pre-chorus
Now Esther has 2.4 million children
She writes us and asks us to pray for them all
Chorus
She’s compelled, she’s compelled by what she’s seen
And she tells us, she tells us do anything you can
To help, oh please help, there’s so much to do
And I’m just Esther
Verse 3
She visits her homeland, she fights with her words
She comes to the courts of the kings of the earth
Who don’t understand their inherited power
It was late one fall night at a fairground near town
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side
With a bucket that swung in his hand
His grin stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his hollow eyed stare
He said "Little girl, you can chop off my legs
And then peel off my socks if you want to.
But I'd rather you took this old puppet from me
That I hold in my pail as we speak."
And he stood looking down at the innocent girl
And she stared at the bucket bewildered
Til he lifted the doll for the young girl to see
And a giant smile grew on his face
She saw the doll's eyes and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the church
And she burst through the door with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel, and the people looked mean
Esther tried in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to brawl
The frenzied congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather sack
Through the window of the church a storm began to rage
And Esther knew the time had come to flee
She scurried down the aisle toward the doorway in the distance
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she would be free
But the wind was blowing harder
And her skirt began to billow
Until finally her feet began to lift
And she rose above the people and the houses and the chimneys
And Esther and the doll were set adrift
Floating higher over the hills,
and the valleys and treetops they'd flutter and glide
Soaring and turning suspended on air
With the earth far below them they'd tumble
And dive through the clouds
And she began to plummet earthward till she landed in the nasty part of town
She glanced about the village sure to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest hour of night
Nervously she fumbled for the pouch that held the
Puppet on her rump.
Feeling quite outnumbered Esther hid behind
A nearby pile of lumber, where she waited till the dawn
Cause it would have been a blunder to
Succumb to a hoodlum on the prowl
When the morning came, she wandered through the streets
Along the chilly lake that lay beside the town
At last a peaceful moment, but she thought she heard a sound
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her down
As Esther stood and shook her head the joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no choice left but to swim
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth into her hide
She tried to slide the heavy clothing from her skin
Naked now she made her way toward the shore
When suddenly she felt a tiny tugging at her toe.
And the puppet she'd forgotten wrapped its tiny
Little arms around her ankle and wouldn't let her go.
The waves seemed to open and swallow her whole
As the doll pulled her down through the eerie green deep
And the sound of the laughing old man filled her ears
Me llamó hoy Esther
Muy honesta ella es
Mi amigo le preguntó:
"¿Cómo te encuentras, Esther?"
egurado.
Con temblor en la voz
Dijo: "Estoy muy bien"
Con temblor en la voz
Dijo: "No puedo más"
No sabe el porqué
Quiere reÃÂr pero aun asÃÂ
Llorando está
Le llamé a Esther
Dice: "No puedo más
Continuar siendo reina
Esto me hace sufrir"
Ella quiere creer
Pero también quiere ver
Ella quiere amor
Pero ella debe esperar
Quiere reinar
Su mente dividida está
Y comienza a llorar
QuÃÂtate la corona, Esther
No es tu carga déjasela a Él
No ocultes tu rostro, Esther
Mi Rey estará donde tú estés
Él dice: "Está bien,
No llores más"
Él dice: "Está bien
Ven y sÃÂgueme"
No llores más
Ven y sÃÂgueme
Me llamó hoy Esther
Muy honesta ella es
Mi amigo le preguntó