Ladies in Lavender. (2004)
Actors:
Nik Powell (producer),
Charles Dance (producer),
Robert Jones (producer),
Miriam Margolyes (actress),
David Warner (actor),
Timothy Bateson (actor),
Maggie Smith (actress),
Toby Jones (actor),
Judi Dench (actress),
Geoffrey Bayldon (actor),
Daniel Brühl (actor),
Clive Russell (actor),
Freddie Jones (actor),
Charles Dance (director),
Charles Dance (writer),
Plot: Taking place in pre-war England, aging sisters Ursula and Janet live peacefully in their cottage on the shore of Cornwall. One morning following a violent storm, the sisters spot from their garden a nearly-drowned man lying on the beach. They nurse him back to health, and discover that he is Polish. Communicating in broken German while they teach him English, they learn his name is Andrea and that he is a particularly gifted violinist. His boat was on its way to America, where he is headed to look for a better life. It doesn't take long for them to become attached to Andrea, and they dote on him. Other townspeople, however, have their suspicions, especially when he befriends a German woman, Olga.
Keywords: 1930s, apology, artist, band, based-on-short-story, beach, beating-a-rug, beer, bicycle, bicycle-bell
Genres:
Drama,
Music,
Mystery,
Romance,
Taglines: The story of two sisters who saved a stranger, and the stranger who stole their hearts. They saved a stranger from the sea and in return he stole their hearts.
Quotes:
Ursula Widdington: [Referring to the whole fish that Janet has cooked] Don't you think they look a bit sad?::Janet Widdington: Not at all
Ursula Widdington: We're learning English.::Janet Widdington: He may be, Ursula. You are making holes in the furniture.
Ursula Widdington: Stupid, stupid.
Olga Daniloff: I think you should go now.
Ursula Widdington: [to Andrea] Are you feeling better? Are you hungry?::[she gestures to show eating]::Janet Widdington: Oh, stop it, Ursula, you look like a cannibal.
Andrea Marowski: [Andrea is about to leave, turns to Ursula] I walk.::Ursula Widdington: Oh, good. Um... we have chicken for supper.::[Andrea looks at her, not understanding]::Ursula Widdington: Um, um...::[she picks up Janet's German-English dictionary, but stops before opening it]::Ursula Widdington: Oh! Uh, Hundchen zum Abendessen. [subtitles: Puppydog for supper]::Andrea Marowski: [he laughs] Hundchen?::Ursula Widdington: Hundchen, ja.::Andrea Marowski: Das ist gut. Wiedersehen. [subtitles: That's good. Goodbye]::Ursula Widdington: I'll see you later.
[Ursula looks out the window, waiting for Andrea to return]::Janet Widdington: He won't be here any sooner.::Ursula Widdington: No, I know, I just... I told him we were having chicken.::Janet Widdington: I think we should eat.::Ursula Widdington: No, let's wait. He's sure to be here soon.
[they have finished dinner, still waiting for Andrea to return]::Janet Widdington: I'm going to phone Pendered.::Ursula Widdington: All right.::Janet Widdington: [Janet goes to the phone] Trevannic 412, please, Mrs. Pengelley... Hello? Mr. Pendered?... Yeah, it's - it's Janet Widdington... Yeah, well - hello... Yes, we're rather worried about Andrea. We were expecting him for supper. And we...::[her face falls as she listens]::Janet Widdington: Oh, I - oh, I see... No, no - we didn't know... Yes... Well, thank you. [she hangs up]::Ursula Widdington: Janet, what's happened?::Janet Widdington: They've gone.::Ursula Widdington: What do you mean?::Janet Widdington: I mean, Andrea's gone. With that woman.::Ursula Widdington: I don't understand.::Janet Widdington: Andrea and the Danilof woman were seen getting on the train to London.::Ursula Widdington: [Ursula begins to cry] Oh, Jan- Oh, Janet! No. Oh, Janet. No, oh no!::Janet Widdington: Don't, Ursula.::Ursula Widdington: Oh no...::Janet Widdington: Ursula.::Ursula Widdington: [Ursula sobs harder, her face in her hands] Janet!::Janet Widdington: Oh don't! [she hugs Ursula, who clings to her and cries harder]::Ursula Widdington: Janet, Janet!::Janet Widdington: Don't. You mustn't, Ursula. No, you mustn't. Please!
[Dorcas stuffs a chicken while Janet listens to the radio in the next room and Andrea practices upstairs. Janet turns off the radio and comes into the kitchen]::Janet Widdington: Doesn't sound good. I can't listen anymore.::Dorcas: Don't know how you can stand it. Sounds like a strangled cat.::Janet Widdington: I meant the news!::Dorcas: Oh, right.::Janet Widdington: Do we have any parsnips?::Dorcas: Bit early for parsnips. Plenty of spuds, though.::Janet Widdington: Well, we shall have to have extra spuds. Potatoes.
[Ursula sits by Andrea's bed, watching him sleep. Dorcas bursts in]::Dorcas: Tea.::Ursula Widdington: Shhh!::Dorcas: [she glances at Andrea, then says just as loudly,] Do you want tea?::Ursula Widdington: [whispering] Shh! You'll wake him up! I think I'll wait until Janet gets up from her nap.::Dorcas: Well, she's up.::Ursula Widdington: [still whispering] Is she? She hasn't been long. All right, I'll be down directly.::[she turns back to Andrea]::Dorcas: He isn't gonna run off.::[Ursula shoots her a look. Dorcas slams the door as she leaves, waking Andrea]
Porridge (1979)
Actors:
Geoffrey Bayldon (actor),
Peter Vaughan (actor),
Julian Holloway (actor),
Dick Clement (writer),
Ronnie Barker (actor),
Ian La Frenais (writer),
Dick Clement (director),
Ian La Frenais (producer),
Brian Wilde (actor),
Daniel Peacock (actor),
Susan d'Arcy (miscellaneous crew),
Jane Buck (miscellaneous crew),
Sam Kelly (actor),
Fulton Mackay (actor),
Derek Deadman (actor),
Plot: This prison comedy is based on the popular British television series of the same name. Long time Slade prison inmate Fletcher is ordered by Grouty to arrange a football match between the prisoners and an all-star celebrity team. Fletcher is unaware that the match is only a diversion so that an escape can take place. When Fletcher and his cell mate Lennie stumble on the escape, they are taken along, and find themselves having to break back into prison to avoid getting into trouble.
Keywords: based-on-tv-series, independent-film, prison, sequel, title-spoken-by-character
Genres:
Comedy,
Crime,
Taglines: Fletcher's inside story - even funnier as a film.
Quotes:
Mackay: [During the football game Godber jumps up to head the ball, instead he misses, falls backwards and bangs his head on the goalpost causing him to fall over] [MacKay holds up one finger] How many fingers am I holding up?::Godber: You can't fool me sir, five.
[Trying to make small talk with Fletcher]::Mr Beal: Long to do?::Fletcher: Long enough.::Mr Beal: What you in for?::Fletcher: Got caught.
[At lunch time]::Bunny Warren: What's the 'old up Fletch?::Fletcher: It's the defrocked dentist havin' a go at the cuisine again.
Bunny Warren: 'Ere Fletch!::Fletcher: I'm late.::Bunny Warren: Look, I've got a letter from the wife, can you read it to me?::Fletcher: Listen Bunny, if you can't read, how do you know it's from your wife?::Bunny Warren: It's got Elaine's scent.::Fletcher: Cor, where's Elaine work? A tarpaulin factory?
Mackay: Fletcher!::Fletcher: Sir.::Mackay: If you want to sing, I suggest you form a Slade Prison Glee Club.::Fletcher: Glee?
Fletcher: You're lookin' a bit down in the mouth, Mr Barrowclough, anything the matter?::Mr Barrowclough: Oh, nothing much. The usual. Domestic crisis.::Fletcher: Oh dear. Mrs Barrowclough left you, has she?::Mr Barrowclough: Unhappily... no Fletcher.
[watching Mackay testing the curry in the prison kitchens]::Fletcher: Course, he sees 'imself as an authority on curry, he does, on account of where he was stationed in the army.::Rudge: Where? India?::Fletcher: No, Bradford.
Godber: Hey, why don't we nick a chicken?::Fletcher: Don't be silly, it's Wednesday afternoon. Where we going to get sage and onion stuffing, eh?
Fletcher: I wouldn't leave that bike there if I was you.::Mr Beal: When I want your opinion, I'll ask for it.::Fletcher: Suit yourself. But there are one or two thieves in 'ere. Know what I mean?
[Fletcher finally gives in and reads Bunny's letter]::Fletcher: All right, I'll just you the 'ighlights, all right? 'Dearest Bunny, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah blah, blah blah...::[pause as he turns the page]::Fletcher: blah.::Bunny Warren: Blah blah blah what?::Fletcher: It's trivia, Bunny, it's just trivia, it's the weather, her mother's catarrh, she's retiled the lav, the canary's got haemorrhoids, she's met a welder at the Fiesta Club and she's thinking of movin' in with him. All right? Must rush. Can't hang about.::[exits]::Bunny Warren: But...::[pauses]::Bunny Warren: ...we 'aven't got a canary.