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Kenneth Lauren "Ken" Burns (born July 29, 1953) is an American director and producer of documentary films, known for his style of using archival footage and photographs. Among his productions are The Civil War (1990), Baseball (1994), Jazz (2001), The War (2007), The National Parks: America's Best Idea (2009) and Prohibition (2011).
Burns' documentaries have been nominated for two Academy Awards, and have won Emmy Awards, among other honors.
Ken Burns was born in 1953 in Brooklyn, New York City, New York, according to his official website, though some sources give Ann Arbor, Michigan, and some, including The New York Times, give both Brooklyn and Ann Arbor. The son of Lyla Smith (née Tupper) Burns, a biotechnician, and Robert Kyle Burns, at the time a graduate student in cultural anthropology at Columbia University, in Manhattan. Ken Burns' brother is the documentary filmmaker Ric Burns.
Burns' academic family moved frequently, and lived in Saint-Véran, France; Newark, Delaware; and Ann Arbor, where his father taught at the University of Michigan. Burns' mother was diagnosed with breast cancer when Burns was 3, and died when he was 11, a circumstance that he said helped shape his career; he credited his father-in-law, a psychologist, with a signal insight: "He told me that my whole work was an attempt to make people long gone come back alive.". Well-read as a child, he absorbed the family encyclopedia, preferring history to fiction. Upon receiving an 8 mm film movie camera for his 17th birthday, he shot a documentary about an Ann Arbor factory. Turning down reduced tuition at the University of Michigan, he attended the new Hampshire College, an alternative school in Amherst, Massachusetts with narrative evaluations rather than letter grades and self-directed academic concentrations instead of traditional majors. He worked in a record store to pay his tuition.
August Burns Red is an American metalcore band, from Manheim, Pennsylvania. Formed in 2003, the group began their first performances while a majority of the members were attending their senior year of high school, and soon began playing shows around Lancaster, before being signed to CI Records, and afterward, Solid State Records. The group is primarily known for their heavy breakdowns and odd-meter riffs. They cite Between the Buried and Me, Misery Signals and Hopesfall as their main influences.
August Burns Red was founded in March 2003 when all the members were attending high school. The original practice sessions of the band began in drummer, Matt Greiner's old egg house and basement on the Greiner family's farmland. After playing many local shows within Lancaster, they recorded their first EP, titled Looks Fragile After All with label CI Records in 2004.
Vocalist Jon Hershey eventually quit the band during the same year, which led to Josh McManness to take on the position as lead singer, and after several months of playing with McManness, August Burns Red signed to Solid State Records in 2005. Hershey would later go on to form post-rock band Bells.[better source needed][better source needed] August Burns Red released Thrill Seeker, their first full-length album, on November 8, 2005. In 2006, drummer Matt Greiner was endorsed by Truth Custom Drums following the release of the album.[citation needed]
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Sol Goode, a charismatic L.A. twenty-something, has always relied on charm, good looks, and fast talk to glide through life. But his luck may have run out; faced with eviction from his hipster apartment, totaling his car, and the threat of having to find a real job, Sol realizes that maybe the life he's been leading is no longer making him happy. Through this self-examination, he finds that being a womanizing hustler is an unfulfilling life and he will truly be happy with his best friend Chloe, who, unfortunately, knows him all too well. The result is a wickedly funny, heart-felt story as Sol tries to win her over.
Keywords: actor, adoption, african-american, american-football, anal-sex, audition, band, bar, bare-breasts, baseball
Whether you're crude, lewd or just a slacker dude, it's...
Sage: [lies in bed, cuddling Cooper, then wakes up, and clears his throat] Thanks for letting me crash here...::Cooper: It's cool... Hey, don't tell anybody, okay?::Sage: [confused] Don't tell anybody what?::Cooper: ...Nothing... [at this, Sage smells his own fingers]
Chloe: Why can't I find a guy who isn't romantically retarded?
Unemployment Clerk: Sol Goode?::Sol Goode: Get to know me.::Unemployment Clerk: You come up with that all by yourself?
Unemployment Clerk: I'm afraid its not all good, Sol Goode.
Murphy: You fucked my sister, Nicole the Hole.
Overly Dramatic Actor: [rehearsing lines] Let's change the subect. LET'S CHANGE THE SUBJECT!
Sol Goode: P.O.D. Post Orgasmic Disgust. Hit happens to the best of us.
Justin Sax: [complaining about Sol drinking from the milk carton] Why don't you cut out the middle man and spit in my mouth?
Cooper: I got such a bangover.
Cooper: I get more ass than a toilet seat at the Lilith Fair.
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It's the summer of 1982. Canada World Airways' brand-new Boeing 767 leaves Montreal bound for Edmonton. When the plane reaches its cruise altitude, the impossible happens: the plane runs out of fuel, due to a miscalculation by the ground staff in Montreal. Captain Bob Pearson and First Officer Maurice Quintal face a potentially deadly disaster in this true story, as the 767, with about 60 souls on board, slowly falls from the sky.
Keywords: aviation, based-on-book, based-on-true-story, boeing-767, disaster, forced-landing, glider, metric-system-usage, prayer, running-out-of-gas
[after the two pilots crash in the simulator]::Simulator pilot: Is this some kind of joke? There's no way to land that aircraft the way you guys got it programmed!::Simulator co-pilot: Dumb scenario if you ask me! Impossible set of conditions! Who ever dreamed that up?::Inspector: It isn't a dream. It happened.
Maurice Quintal: It's the first time in my life I'd rather be on the ground than in the air.
Pearl Dion: What can go wrong when the airline's top mechanic is sitting in the seat right next to us?
Rick Dion: You don't want the oxygen masks popping out. It might panic the passengers.::Capt. Bob Pearson: "Might panic"? Heh. I'm surprised they're not back there knitting their own parachutes right now.
[small talk between the first officer and a flight attendant]::Maurice Quintal: How's things in the cabin? Busy?::Florence Bisaillon: [chuckles] It's less than half-full! But I prefer when it's so busy. Then, I can't stop. Time goes by faster.::Maurice Quintal: Well, you wouldn't get to enjoy the flight, eh?::Florence Bisaillon: That's fine by me. I hate flying.
[trying to assume the crash landing position, Bob's seat in front of him falls]::Bob Rand: [screaming] What's wrong with this? Why can't you people do anything right? This damn seat's collapsing.::Lynn Brown: It's designed to do that, Sir! It cushions you if you just rest on it, and don't try to mash it.::Bob Rand: What's the matter? We're all going to die anyway.::Lynn Brown: Would you please be quiet? I have a little daughter waiting for me at home, and I have *no* intention of dying!::Bob Rand: Bull! This plane's going to...::Lynn Brown: [raising her voice] Sir, shut your stupid mouth!::[Lynn slams the seat back to its upright position]
Larry Roberts: [over the PA] Uh, would the cabin crew please report to the forward galley?::Phil Lyons: [raising his glass] Here's to accurate dental records.::Bob Rand: [stopping flight attendant Florence on her way to the front] Hey! What the hell is going on?::Florence Bisaillon: Uh, routine, Sir. Just routine for us to meet on long flights, to check the liquor inventory...::Bob Rand: Don't give me that bull. I'm a paying customer. I pay your damn wages. Now, what's going on?::Florence Bisaillon: If you *must* swear, could you keep your voice down? [keeps walking]::Bob Rand: Hey! Hey! Hey!::Phil Lyons: I knew I shouldn't have bothered with my stupid family reunion. I knew it. Thank God I didn't bring Gloria along.::Bob Rand: At least you're on vacation. I've got to go back to work on Monday.::Phil Lyons: What do you do?::Bob Rand: [sighs] I coach at the local High School.::Phil Lyons: Well, I guess I pay your wages, then, don't I?
Gone today. Here tomorrow.
Her life just hasn't been the same since her death.
Kevin Scanlon: Are you trying to get me to fall in love with the dog... and then with you?
Zelda: Are you crazy? [points to squished fly] You just killed a transmigrating soul. I mean that could have been Beethoven, Boticelli... Jack Benny.
Lucy Chadman: [struggling to get into a dress] Argh! I feel like I'm caught in a Trojan! A pleated Trojan! With fringe!
Kevin Scanlon: That look has real possibilities.
Lucy Chadman: You clean? This is cleaning, right? My son is cleaning? I never thought I'd live to see the day... actually I didn't.
Kim Lacey: Isn't this party absolutely sublime?::Lucy Chadman: Beats a cesspool backup.
Kim Lacey: Slim pickings this afternoon. They're married, or they dribble, or they're *otherwise engaged*.::Lucy Chadman: To each other?::Kim Lacey: Right!
Lucy Chadman: Will you lighten up? You didn't marry Hastings for his money!::Kim Lacey: Of course I did! What else do you get married for? Love? Love lasts six, eight months tops. Money is forever.
Zelda: You should never help a human being who makes his living suctioning thigh fat.
Lucy Chadman: He's a brilliant Doctor, and so creative!::Zelda: A tushy lift is creative?::Lucy Chadman: So, it's a not a sonnet.
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'Lola' is the entirely self-sufficient, computerized security system for the Sandawn corporation. When Lola is left in charge of the building for one night, she decides the late-working employees and their acquaintances would make an excellent source of energy for her systems to function on. Seeking out the 'heat sources', the remaining people trapped in the building must find a way to shut down Lola before the morning.
Keywords: artificial-intelligence, cctv, co-worker, computer-control, computer-screen, corporation, electricity, employee, evil-computer, human-versus-computer
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Although Dale and Ken Bullock should be a happily married couple, their marriage is on the verge of a break-up, because Dale refuses to give up her well-paying job in order to devote more time to Ken and their two children Jimmy, age 9, and Tommy, age 6. They sue for divorce and the Judge rules that the children be placed in the custody of their father. Dale realizes what she has lost but she is too proud to say anything to Ken, whom she still loves. Ken, shopping for the perfect stay-at-home wife to take care of his children, falls for the charms of his secretary, Millie Lynch. Not quite.
Keywords: attorney, b-movie, brother, career, child-custody, child-welfare-worker, children, cigarette-smoking, court-order, cruelty
One Woman, HIS WIFE... The Other, THE MOTHER OF HIS CHILDREN!
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Joseph Greer is a wealthy businessman in New York City with all the trappings including a prim-and-proper secretary, Jenny McFarlan, who takes dictation during working hours and, at night, minus her eyeglasses, serves as his nightclub companion and mistress. Then his daughter,Beatrice, whom he has never seen, shows up and moves in with him. Beatrice is a grown-up flapper who loves jazz, pool parties, flaunting prohibition and carrying-on in general. Most of her carrying-on is with the family chauffeur and her father does not approve, says so, and fires the chauffeur. His parental-guidance technique backfires as Beatrice ups and elopes with the chauffeur. Later, the father has some problems with his business associates and loses his business and most of his fixtures and disappears. But Beatrice locates him and there is a happy reunion between father and daughter, especially since daughter has brought along Jenny to cheer him up.
Keywords: 1920s, alcohol, bankruptcy, based-on-novel, bathing-suit, booze, business-rivalry, businessman, car-accident, chauffeur
You've been cheatin' and tellin' me lies
You've been creepin' while I'm sleepin' at night
You've been chasin' every girl in sight
You've been messin' around, now I'm down,
It's over now
Baby please forgive me
For what I'm about to say
And what I'm about to do
I can't take no more
I know you ain't been true
That's why I'm telling you
You've been cheatin' and tellin' me lies
You've been creepin' while I'm sleepin' at night
You've been chasin' every girl in sight
You've been messin' around, now I'm down,
It's over now
Baby please forgive me
For what I'm about to say
And what I'm about to do
I can't take no more
I know you ain't been true
That's why I'm telling you
All I see is faces I don't know
All I see is places we never go
All I see is laughter in their eyes
Cause you keep telling me, telling me lies
[X2]
You've been cheatin' and tellin' me lies
You've been creepin' while I'm sleepin' at night
You've been chasin' every girl in sight
You've been messin' around, now I'm down,
It's over now
Baby please forgive me
For what I'm about to say
And what I'm about to do
I can't take no more
I know you ain't been true
Verse 1:
I saw myself in your star
Magnetism shields my heart
I feel your voice calling me
(me, me, me)
I am mortal, ill concealed
My foundation is revealed
I hear your name calling me
(me, me, me)
In the darkness you're my leader
Put my hands up and I reach for heaven
Chorus:
Our love is limitless
We are limitless,
Our love is limitless
We are limitless
Verse 2:
As our trembling hands are tied
Our prime evil spirits lie
I hear your life calling me
(me, me, me)
I am written in the stone
All the whites are á¹—ainted gold
I hear your heart calling me
(me, me, me)
Chorus:
Our love is limitless
We are limitless,
Our love is limitless
We are limitless
Our love is limitless
Our love is limitless
In the darkness you're my leader
Put my hands up and I reach for heaven
Our love is limitless
We are limitless
Our love is limitless
My absent friend burns in daylight
These severed things
False memories
Everything that moves
Learn those parts in moonlit parks
Set on fire
Second wind
Last call
Broken fingers on the label
Smoking darts on the road
You just sold another one
Collapse and bend
Burn in strychnine
Everything fallen through
I think I see the end of the line
I think about you
you left me on parch, with a rose in my hand.
Hou could you be so cold?
How could you make the door slam?
I can deal with a lie of pain,
But this I don't know.
It's like another level I have
never dealt before.
If i ever fall in love again, (yeaaah)
Will i ever be the same again? (nooo)
Cause i lost what i had,
And i'll never get it back
No matter what i try to do.
Cause every time i think about you,
I think about pain.
I remember every singel word you say.
Like deja vu,
You say we're through.
And now that's all i think about When i think about you.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
i've some a long way, But then i see you again.
I can't belive you say, That you still want to be friends.
I guess you moved on, I wish that i'd done the same.
But i'm still black and blue.
Just cant forget that day.
If i ever fall in love again, (yeaaah)
Will i ever be the same again? (nooo)
Cause i lost what i had,
And i'll never get it back
No matter what i try to do.
Cause every time i think about you,
I think about pain.
I remember every singel word you say.
Like deja vu,
You say we're through.
And now that's all i think about When i think about you.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
To many times that i've tried to forget your name.
But i still feel the same.
How long will i have to wait till i feel okay.
Cause every time i think about you,
I think about pain.
I remember every singel word you say.
Like deja vu,
You say we're through.
And now that's all i think about When i think about you.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.
And it burns, And it burns, And it burns.