"The Man" is a slang phrase that may refer to the government or to some other authority in a position of power. In addition to this derogatory connotation, it may also serve as a term of respect and praise.
The phrase "the Man is keeping me down" is commonly used to describe oppression. The phrase "stick it to the Man" encourages resistance to authority, and essentially means "fight back" or "resist", either openly or via sabotage.
The earliest recorded use[citation needed] of the term "the Man" in the American sense dates back to a letter written by a young Alexander Hamilton in September 1772, when he was 15. In a letter to his father James Hamilton, published in the Royal Dutch-American Gazette, he described the response of the Dutch governor of St. Croix to a hurricane that raked that island on August 31, 1772. "Our General has issued several very salutary and humane regulations and both in his publick and private measures, has shewn himself the Man." [dubious – discuss] In the Southern U.S. states, the phrase came to be applied to any man or any group in a position of authority, or to authority in the abstract. From about the 1950s the phrase was also an underworld code word for police, the warden of a prison or other law enforcement or penal authorities.
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Danny wants something more. Expelled from school and living in his grandfathers flat, he longs to live up to the image of his estranged father Danny Senior. Sent to prison for force feeding a judge his own wig Danny Senior was a legend and Danny is looking for a way to emulate his father's achievements and rise to be "top boy". Meanwhile in Wormwood Scrubs prison legendary football hooligan Dex is about to be released. Dex is on a quest of his own, one of vengeance against his nemesis and rival firm leader Yeti. But when Danny and Dex's paths cross they embark on a journey as old as hooliganism itself. Dex, Danny and The Hooligan Factory travel the length of the country on a mission to re-establish their firm's glory days. However, the police are closing in and we get a sense that the Hooligan Factory's best days may be behind them, but with Danny on their side, and Dex finding his old form who knows where this may lead. After all... Its a funny old game.
Football Violence, So funny...it hurts.
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Holly - Bolly is a 12 min comedy film about two young film makers Obi and Dil as they journey into the world of Independent films. The films they like making are innovative and non mainstream but they just can't funding for them. In steps the shady Big Al played by the giant 7ft actor Jeff Rudom. He's the only man in town willing to give the boys money for film making - unfortunately for the boys - it's money to make a Big Al film! His film is the ultimate cross genre flick a mix of English Cockney Gangster and Indian Bollywood. In 12 minutes 'Holly - Bolly' will take you through Gangster hold ups, debates on racial stereotypes, Martial Arts sequences and yes a big song and dance Number..
Keywords: asian, bollywood, british, desi, dishad, gangster, indian, south-asian
Two young film makers are forced to make the ulitmate film - a cross between English Gangster and Indian Bollywood.
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This musical version of Don Quixote is framed by an incident allegedly from the life of its author, Miguel de Cervantes. Don Quixote is the mad, aging nobleman who embarrasses his respectable family by his adventures. Backed by his faithful sidekick Sancho Panza, he duels windmills and defends his perfect lady Dulcinea (who is actually a downtrodden whore named Aldonza).
Keywords: 1590s, anger, barber, based-on-novel, based-on-stage-musical, based-on-tv-movie, beating, catholic, catholic-priest, chivalry
Peter O'Toole, Sophia Loren and James Coco dream 'The Impossible Dream' in...
Miguel de Cervantes: I'm a poet.::The Duke: They're putting people in prison for that?::Miguel de Cervantes: No, no, no, not for that.::The Duke: Too bad.
The Duke: I invent false information about a country and sell it to others stupid enough to believe it.::Miguel de Cervantes: Seems a sound proposition. What brought you here?::The Duke: A lapse of judgment. I told the truth.
The Governor: We generally fine a prisoner all his possessions.::Miguel de Cervantes: All of them.::The Governor: It's not practical to take more.
Aldonza: All right, you're a squire. How does a squire squire?::Sancho Panza: Well, first, I ride behind him. Then he fights. And then I pick him up off the ground.
Don Quixote: ...that I may dedicate each victory to her and call upon her in defeat, and if at last I give my life, I give it in the sacred name of Dulcinea.
Don Quixote: Dost not see? A monstrous giant of infamous repute whom I intend to encounter.::Sancho Panza: It's a windmill.::Don Quixote: A giant. Canst thou not see the four great arms whirling at his back?::Sancho Panza: A giant?::Don Quixote: Exactly.
Sancho Panza: Many a man has gone to bed feeling well, only to wake up the next morning and find himself dead.::Don Quixote: That's a proverb.::Sancho Panza: Yes, Your Grace.::Don Quixote: I don't approve of them.
Miguel de Cervantes: I shall impersonate a man. His name is Alonso Quijana, a country squire no longer young. Being retired, he has much time for books. He studies them from morn till night and often through the night and morn again, and all he reads oppresses him; fills him with indignation at man's murderous ways toward man. He ponders the problem of how to make better a world where evil brings profit and virtue none at all; where fraud and deceit are mingled with truth and sincerity. He broods and broods and broods and broods and finally his brains dry up. He lays down the melancholy burden of sanity and conceives the strangest project ever imagined - -to become a knight-errant, and sally forth into the world in search of adventures; to mount a crusade; to raise up the weak and those in need. No longer will he be plain Alonso Quijana, but a dauntless knight known as Don Quixote de La Mancha.
Miguel de Cervantes: I've been a soldier and a slave. I've seen my comrades fall in battle or die more slowly under the lash in Africa. I've held them in my arms at the final moment. These were men who saw life as it is, yet they died despairing. No glory, no brave last words, only their eyes, filled with confusion, questioning "Why?" I don't think they were wondering why they were dying, but why they had ever lived. When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? To surrender dreams - -this may be madness; to seek treasure where there is only trash. Too much sanity may be madness! But maddest of all - -to see life as it is and not as it should be.
Aldonza: And you, Señor Don Quixote, your head is going to end up a stranger to your neck.
LUSCIOUS LIPS - Lethal in their biting sting of death!
Programmed to kill!
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In the Island of Manukura, a French colony in the South Seas, the joyful Terangi is a leader among the natives and the first mate of the Katopua, the tall ship of Captain Nagle. Terangi gets married with Marama and sooner he sails to Tahiti. While in a bar playing with other natives, Terangi is offended by an alcoholic racist French and he hits his face, breaking his jaw. Despite the testimony of Captain Nagle, Terangi is sentenced to six months of forced labor since the victim had political connections with the Powers That Be. Captain Nagle asks the Governor Eugene DeLaage to uses his influence to help Terangi, but the governor refuses. Terangi unsuccessfully tries to escape from the prison, and each attempt increases his sentence. Eight years later, he finally escapes and his jailbreak is celebrated in Manukura. Father Paul finds his canoe and brings Terangi to the island. But a devastating hurricane also arrives in the island threatening the dwellers.
Keywords: accidental-death, adrift, alcoholic-doctor, attempted-escape, bar-fight, bare-chested-male, based-on-novel, bell, body-surf, camera
South Sea Adventure Calls
Through miles of raging ocean he defied man's law!
Madame Germaine De Laage: [storm is relentlessly pounding the church, people inside hear the sea gaining on the church]::Madame Germaine De Laage: Father, will the sea rise and cover the island?::Father Paul: We're on the highest part here, my daughter. Even if the sea reaches us, the walls will keep it out.
Abusive Drunk: [to terangi's friends] "Get up! Get up I said! [2 people flee the table, Terangi does not move]::Abusive Drunk: [to Terangi] "Clear out! Get up when a white man tells ya! [he hits Terangi, Terangi hits him back, braking his jaw]
Abusive Drunk: [to Terangi's friends] "Get up! Get up I said! [2 people flee the table, Terangi does not move]::Abusive Drunk: [to Terangi] "Clear out! Get up when a white man tells ya! [he hits Terangi, Terangi hits him back, breaking his jaw]
Terangi: [from the tree, Terangi sees two columns collapse on the west wall of the church] The church! It's going!::Terangi: [after fighting the pounding seas to get inside the church] Father Paul, come! The sea is breaking in, the walls are going, Look! [points to the altar, where the wind starts tearing up the corrugated iron roof]::Father Paul: Take those who want to go. I am staying here!::Terangi: You will drown, Father Paul! You saved me. Take my arm and let me save you!::Father Paul: No, my son, Take Madame.::Madame Germaine De Laage: No! I'll stay with you Father Paul::Father Paul: Take her! Take her back safe to the world that will drown you, Terangi. [storm shatters the gothic window on the west wall, more water and wind blow into the church] Please Madame, Go. Terangi, Take her::Terangi: Yes, Father.::Father Paul: Those of you who wish to go, go now! Those who wish to sing with me, for the last time, stay.
Terangi: [from the tree, Terangi sees two colums collapse on the west wall of the church] The church! It's going!::Terangi: [after fighting the pounding seas to get inside the church] Father Paul, come! The sea is breaking in, the walls are going, Look! [points to the altar, where the wind starts tearing up the corrugated iron roof]::Father Paul: Take those who want to go. I am staying here!::Terangi: You will drown, Father Paul! You saved me. Take my arm and let me save you!::Father Paul: No, my son, Take Madame.::Madame Germaine De Laage: No! I'll stay with you Father Paul::Father Paul: Take her! Take her back safe to the world that will drown you, Terangi. [storm shatters the gothic window on the west wall, more water and wind blow into the church] Please Madame, Go. Terangi, Take her::Terangi: Yes, Father.::Father Paul: Those of you who wish to go, go now! Those who wish to sing with me, for the last time, stay.
DeLaage: My dear doctor, I'm ready to give my wife and my friends anything I own in the world except my sense of honor and duty.::Dr. Kersaint: A sense of honor in the South Seas is about as useful and often as silly as a silk hat in a hurricane.
Dr. Kersaint: You know, I play a kind of chess game with the oldest gambler in the world, Mehevi. He takes Mama Rua, and I checkmate him with a baby. [laughs] I'll think I'll have another drop of cognac just to keep the wind out of my bones on the way home.
DeLaage: You helped Terangi? My own priest?::Father Paul: I'm his priest too!::DeLaage: You helped a murderer!::Father Paul: I aided a man whose heart is innocent.::DeLaage: You've given aid to anarchy and bloodshed!::Father Paul: I'll answer for it.
Dr. Kersaint: [Hearing an ominous wind] The Devil's abroad tonight.
Father Paul: [as Terangi tries to kiss his hand] No, no, you owe me no thanks, my son. This is between me and somebody else. [a heavenly chorus is heard]
Kravette: Helping a prisoner to escape? I'll put you on the rock pile for this!::Spider Robbins: If you do, we'll throw rocks at you!
Violet Jones: That's funny - I can't seem to hit that top note.::Spider Robbins: Perhaps it's just as well. Where did you learn to sing, anyway?::Violet Jones: I spent four years in Paris. Of course, I'm not a virtuoso.::Spider Robbins: Not after four years in Paris, no.::Violet Jones: I trust we're both talking about the same thing?
Does the Governer know who killed the fishermen
On the lake last night?
Was the cigarette boat comin' 'round the point like a
bat out of hell
Wasn't burnin' his lights?
The cigarette boat is not even legal
The lake's too narrow to be goin' that fast
Two fishermen sat in an old green Jon boat
Makin' one more cast
Full moon rising big and pale
That cigarette boat didn't even slow down
It was throwin' up a big old rooster tail
And it ran right through 'em with a sickening sound
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
The game warden's here and the EMS
They hauled up the body with a rope and a hook
They got no leads and no suspects
State trooper says they're not even gonna look
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
Had to have been some fat cat
Them cigarette boats, they cost many
Can't just anybody buy a boat like that
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
They can't find the boat, they can't find the trailer
They were watchin' the ramps, big mistake
I'll bet you the farm it's in somebodies' boathouse
It never made the ramp and it's still on the lake
They try to get a warrant...dream all you want
they won't be searchin' any lake front homes
Justice is blind to them that own it
Money don't talk when it's one of their own
Money don't talk when it's one of their own
Money don't talk when it's one of their own
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
Does the Governor know who killed the fishermen?
[talking]
Huh, it get rough sometime baby
Gotta make it over that hump though
You know I'm tal'n bout, shit
Ery'body feel that, can't frown on that note ha
It get strange and crazy sometimes, ha
[Mr. 3-2]
Shit I'm going through it, trying to deal with it
It's a must I go get it, cause my pockets is addicted
To Benjamin Franklins, I'm thinking of capers to pull
In this screwed up world, where the jail house full
Niggaz is locked in the game, with nowhere to turn to
Not even a high school diploma, so what will I do
Loved by few, and hated by many
Down on my luck, and nobody offer me a penny
Remember we sipped Henny, and blowed on doja
Fell off for a second, now nobody know ya
Gotta keep your composure, it's all work no play
Putting in my groundwork, to see a better day
Struggling we steady be hustling, to stay on feet
What else I'ma do, baby my family gotta eat
That's deep but that's life, raw and uncut
How it really go down, this world is corrupt
[Hook x2]
It's rough, ya can't give up and lay down
Had to what, had to raise up out them hard times
It get rough, believe me and could always love me
Situations get crucial, and man it get ugly
[Mr. 3-2]
Up's and down's, smiles and frowns
You got people peeping round, when you broke they can't be found
Out of sight out of mind, getting myself together
Writing boys off like letters, cause they change like the weather
Drastic measures I'm taking, when it come down to it
Attacking drama in the making, and run right through it
Pursue it quick fast, raising up from the bottom
Cause no matter who you are, everybody got problems
Don't let 'em get to ya, I know at points it's hectic
Just staying focused keep faith, and put your game in perspective
Feel my message, now take it for what it's worth
Coming straight from the heart, hitting it where it hurt
[Hook x2]
[Mr. 3-2]
I take the good with the bad, bad with the good
Cause you win some you lose some, keep that understood
If I could I would, everyday ain't for splurging
Hold on to what you got, stack knots and keep working
It's certain, that thangs always get greater later
Breaking bread with my folks, twerking my money maker
Fakers fall behind, and never catch back up
The real remain forever, ashes to the dust
It's hard but it's fair, it could always be worse
I keep G-O-D first, everyday I walk the earth
From the dirt we came, and to the dirt we return
When it's over and done, and this crooked world turns
[Hook x2]