Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso, known as Pablo Picasso (Spanish pronunciation: [ˈpaβlo piˈkaso], 25 October 1881 – 8 April 1973), was a Spanish painter, sculptor, printmaker, ceramicist, and stage designer who spent most of his adult life in France. One of the greatest and most influential artists of the 20th century, he is widely known for co-founding the Cubist movement, the invention of constructed sculpture, the co-invention of collage, and for the wide variety of styles that he helped develop and explore. Among his most famous works are the proto-Cubist Les Demoiselles d'Avignon (1907), and Guernica (1937), a portrayal of the German bombing of Guernica during the Spanish Civil War.
Picasso, Henri Matisse and Marcel Duchamp are commonly regarded as the three artists who most defined the revolutionary developments in the plastic arts in the opening decades of the 20th century, responsible for significant developments in painting, sculpture, printmaking and ceramics.
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Dr. Alex Cross is on his last police duty to track down an assassin called Picasso, who's been torturing and killing rich businessmen in Detroit. Soon when the mission gets personal, Cross is pushed to the edge of his moral and psychological limits to end this once and for all.
Keywords: abandoned-factory, abandoned-theater, amazing-grace-hymn, assassin, assassination, bare-chested-male, based-on-novel, beaten-to-death, beating, betrayal
Don't Ever Cross Alex Cross
Chemist: I want my lawyer.::Alex Cross: I am your lawyer.
Thomas Kane: [Talking about Alex Cross] What do you think, we can fool him? This is a guy who can tell you had scrambled eggs for breakfast at a hundred yards.
Alex Cross: [Toward two long-haired and bearded computer techs examining an external hard drive] What do you guys got back there?::Computer Tech #1: The IDE was routed to the BIOS in a weird way, and the cylinder/sector was stored in the CMOS.::Thomas Kane: Yo, yo, yo. Geico Cavemen, what do you say we break that down in English.::Computer Tech #2: We spelunked her email account.
Thomas Kane: You aren't in the game. The game is in you.
Alex Cross: Are you having fun?::Picasso: [laughs] Fun. Am I having fun? Yes. Yes, I suppose I am. But I think you'd find my hobby boring.::Alex Cross: So your hobby is inflicting pain?::Picasso: Oh, no, no. That's... that's not just a hobby. Inflicting pain is a crucial part of my true calling.
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Defence attorney Robert Stern can scarcely believe his eyes when he meets with the mysterious client who has summoned him to a godforsaken industrial park. To his astonishment, the defendant is a ten-year-old boy, a fragile child with a chronic illness who insists that he was a murderer in a former life. Robert Stern's surprise turns into horror when he searches the cellar described by Simon and finds a human skeleton whose skull has been split by an axe. But this is only the beginning. Simon tells him of other victims whose bodies have lain undiscovered for years. Suddenly, the present becomes murderously dangerous as well...
Keywords: pedophile, pedophilia, psycho-thriller
I'm Simon - I'm ten years old - I'm a serial killer...
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New York City homicide detective Vincent LaMarca has forged a long and distinguished career in law enforcement, making a name for himself as a man intensely committed to his work. But on his latest case, the stakes are higher for Vincent--the suspect he's investigating is his own son. He and Joey have been painfully estranged ever since Vincent divorced his wife and left the decaying boardwalks of Long Beach, Long Island for the anonymity of Manhattan and a successful career with the NYPD. He lives his life in solitude, keeping his girlfriend at arm's length; the closest relationship he maintains is with his partner, Reg--and Vincent makes sure that stops at the precinct door. As long as Vincent lives in the protection of the present, he doesn't have to deal with the pain of his past--or his sorrow over his broken relationship with Joey. But this murder investigation is drawing Vincent home to Long Beach, the self-proclaimed City by the Sea, where the past has been waiting for him to return. The agonizing memory that has tortured him all his life--the death of his father, a convicted murderer who was executed when Vincent was just a boy--still plagues him. In the course of the investigation, he discovers that his own unresolved pain and failures as a father have deeply influenced Joey's life, and now his 18-month-old grandson may be fated to follow their self-destructive paths.
Keywords: ambulance, based-on-article, based-on-true-story, beach, box-office-flop, cartoon-on-tv, family-abandonment, father-son-relationship, grandson, guitar
When you're searching for a killer... the last suspect you want to see is your son.
Vincent LaMarca: It's Him. Joey. He's my son.::Dave Simon: Jesus Christ! I'm sorry.
Medical Examiner: Give me a break, I had to jerk off twice this morning just to get my heart started!
Spyder: [to Gina at the drive-thru speaker] I'll have a bacon cheeseburger and a blowjob.
Vincent LaMarca: How'd we get this way son? I remember the day you were born.::Joey: Yeah? Well, I remember the day you left. So we're even.
Vincent LaMarca: Stick the Friar Tuck act up your ass. Where's Spyder?
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The painter Picasso awakes from the dead, steals one of his paintings from a psychiatrist's and his wife's kitchen and wanders through Munich, where he meets the psychiatrist's patient, Takla Bash, and falls in love with her. Ignoring that she is actually his daughter he plans a phenomenal love affair including a film about a blue cow. This surreal film includes many of director/writer/star Herbert Achternbusch's own paintings.
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Already in his childhood, Pablo Picasso show talent for painting and is sent to the Academy of Arts in Madrid. He becomes a painter but has to live in Paris in poverty. But one day he is discovered by a rich American millionaire and starts to earn money. But he wastes his talent by painting plates. He meets the famous people of the 1920s: Gertrude Stein, Alice B. Toklas, Appolinaire, Hitler and Churchill.
Keywords: art, fictional-biography, hitler, pablo-picasso, painter, slapstick
Tusen kärleksfulla lögner av Hans Alfredson och Tage Danielsson
Gertrude Stein: [to Alice B. Toklas] Alice, Be Talkless!
Elsa Beskow: [on Picasso's painting depicting a hideous version of a woman] And that was the birth of monsterism.
Don Jose: Pablo. Tu est genial! Genial!
Superintendant: This rotten french bastard has tried to rape our pure, virgin american people with his dirty fucking pictures.::Elsa Beskow: ["translates" into Swedish] This unpleasent french gentleman has tried to seduce the nice american people with his unpleasent french paintings.
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Aging small-time con man Augusto, who swindles peasants, works with two younger men: Roberto, who wants to become the Italian Johnny Ray, and Bruno, nicknamed Picasso, who has a wife and daughter and wants to paint. Augusto avoids the personal entanglements, spending money at clubs seeking the good life. His attitude changes when he runs into his own daughter, whom he rarely sees, and realizes she's now a young woman and in need of his help to continue her studies. His usual partners are away, so he goes in with others to run a swindle, and they aren't forgiving when he claims he's given the money back to their mark. They leave him beaten, robbed, and alone.
Keywords: caper-comedy, cheating, drug-dealer, family-relationships, farmer, greed, imposture, middle-age, neorealism, peasant
Well I ran across Picasso
With a paintbrush in his hand
He painted twenty houses
Between Elmhurst Road and Rand
And as he washed on up
I could tell that he was through
So I went up and I asked him
How does it feel to be you?
So Picasso and me
We were walking hand in hand
We came across Van Gogh
And he was playing in a band
And though I liked his music
He just didn't have a clue
So I went up and I asked him
How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to be you?
How does it feel to be me?
I painted myself in a corner
And I can't leave
So the three of us we traveled
And we came across Rembrandt
He was taking dirty pictures
Of some photogenic tramp
And though I liked his poses
With the sunlight's gentle hue
I went up and I asked him
How does it feel to be you?
Well the four of us stood there
With nothing left to say
It's amazing how our lives have turned
In several different ways
Without no hesitation
But by more a subtle cue
They smiled and then they asked me
What did we expect?
There's no way to keep things up like this.
Take me out of focus.
What did I expect?
This is a new life,
how could I have let this turn into my life?
Now that we've finally focused
we're running through and we're getting by.
Is that all we can say for ourselves?
Are you listening?