Trentino is an autonomous province of Italy. Trentino is, along with South Tyrol, one of the two provinces which make up the region of Trentino-Alto Adige/Südtirol, which itself is an autonomous region. The province is divided into 217 comuni (municipalities). Its capital is the town of Trento, historically known in English as Trent. The province has an area of 6,207 km2 (2,397 sq mi) and a total population of 507,030 (2006). Trentino is renowned for its mountains, such as the Dolomites, which are part of the Alps.
The province is generally known as Trentino. The name derives from the capital city of the province, Trento, also known historically as Trent in English. Originally, the term was used by the local population only to refer to the city itself and its immediate surroundings, while the common name for the whole region under Austrian rule was Welschtirol ("Italian Tyrol").
The Italian term Tirolo meridionale is a term that was historically used to describe the wider southern part of the County of Tyrol, specifically Trentino and sometimes also today's South Tyrol. In its wider sense, Trentino was first used around 1848 in an article by a cleric member of the Frankfurt National Assembly and henceforward became popular among leftist intellectual circles.
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This black comedy opens with Louisa Foster donating a multimillion dollar check to the IRS. The tax department thinks she's crazy and sends her to a psychiatrist. She then discusses her four marriages, in which all of her husbands became incredibly rich and died prematurely because of their drive to be rich.
Keywords: actor, adult-as-child, agriculture, airplane, altered-version-of-studio-logo, anvil, artist, baby, black-comedy, bohemian
What A Cast!... What A Past!... What A Show!...
Larry Flint: The Louvre - It's the garbage pail of the arts.
Rod Anderson, Jr.: What are you doing after the orgy?
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The small state of Freedonia is in a financial mess, borrowing a huge sum of cash from wealthy widow Mrs. Teasdale. She insists on replacing the current president with crazy Rufus T. Firefly and mayhem erupts. To make matters worse, the neighboring state sends inept spies Chicolini and Pinky to obtain top secret information, creating even more chaos!
Keywords: 1930s, absurd-humor, absurdism, ambassador, animal-in-title, animate-tattoo, announcing-entrance, anti-hero, arch-of-swords, banjo
Rufus T. Firefly: I got a good mind to join a club and beat you over the head with it.
Rufus T. Firefly: Awfully decent of you to drop in today. Do you realize our army is facing disastrous defeat? What do you intend to do about it?::Chicolini: I've done it already.::Rufus T. Firefly: You've done what?::Chicolini: I've changed to the other side.::Rufus T. Firefly: So you're on the other side, eh? Well, what are you doing over here?::Chicolini: Well, the food is better over here.
Rufus T. Firefly: Lieutenant, why weren't the original indictment papers placed in my portfolio?::Bob Roland: Why, uh, I didn't think those papers were important at this time, your excellency.::Rufus T. Firefly: You didn't think they were important? Do you realize I had my dessert wrapped in those papers?
Bob Roland: We've got to get rid of that man at once. Now I've got a plan. You say something to make him mad, and he'll strike you... and we'll force him to leave the country.::Rufus T. Firefly: That's a swell plan... why couldn't you arrange for me to strike him?::Bob Roland: Ambassador Trentino is a very sensitive man. Perhaps if you insult him. He's very easy to insult. Why, I said something to Vera Marcal in his presence once, and he slapped my face.::Rufus T. Firefly: Why didn't Vera slap your face?::Bob Roland: She did.::Rufus T. Firefly: What'd you say to her?::[Roland whispers it in his ear. Firefly slaps his face]::Rufus T. Firefly: You ought to be ashamed of yourself. Where'd you hear that story?::Bob Roland: Why, you told it to me.::Rufus T. Firefly: Oh yes, I remember. I should have slapped Mrs. Teasdale's face when she told it to me.
Rufus T. Firefly: Oh, uh, I suppose you would think me a sentimental old fluff, but, uh, would you mind giving me lock of your hair?::Mrs. Teasdale: A lock of my hair? Wh-why, I had no idea.::Rufus T. Firefly: I'm letting you off easy: I was going to ask for the whole wig.
Rufus T. Firefly: I'll see you at the opera tonight. I'll hold your seat till you get there. After you get there you're on your own.
Rufus T. Firefly: Now, what is it that has four pairs of pants, lives in Philadelphia, and it never rains but it pours?::Chicolini: Atsa good one. I give you three guesses.::Rufus T. Firefly: Now let me see. Has four pair of pants, lives in Philadelphia... Is it male or female?::Chicolini: No, I no think so.::Rufus T. Firefly: Is he dead?::Chicolini: Who?::Rufus T. Firefly: I don't know. I give up.::Chicolini: I give up, too.
Rufus T. Firefly: How would you like a job in the mint?::Chicolini: Mint? No, no, I no like a mint. Uh, what other flavor you got?
Rufus T. Firefly: You're a brave man. Go and break through the lines. And remember, while you're out there risking your life and limb through shot and shell, we'll be in be in here thinking what a sucker you are.
Rufus T. Firefly: Gentlemen, Chicolini here may talk like an idiot, and look like an idiot, but don't let that fool you: he really is an idiot. I implore you, send him back to his father and brothers, who are waiting for him with open arms in the penitentiary. I suggest that we give him ten years in Leavenworth, or eleven years in Twelveworth.::Chicolini: I'll tell you what I'll do: I'll take five and ten in Woolworth.