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The Wake Up Call

Up in the Air (2009)
(George Clooney, J.K. Simmons, Vera Farmiga)

Ryan Bingham: Your children’s admiration is important to you?
Bob: Yeah, it was…
Ryan Bingham: Well, I doubt they ever admired you Bob.
Bob: Hey asshole! Aren’t you supposed to be consoling me?
Ryan Bingham: I’m not a shrink Bob. I’m a wake up call. You know why kids love athletes?
Bob: I don’t know… ‘cause they screw lingerie models.
Ryan Bingham: No. That’s why we love athletes. The kids love athletes because they follow their dreams.
Trainspotting (1996)
(Ewan McGregor, Ewen Bremner, Jonny Lee Miller, Kevin McKidd, Robert Carlyle)
Renton: Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed- interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisure wear and matching luggage. Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that?
Fight Club (1999)
(Brad Pitt, Edward Norton, Helena Bonham Carter)
Narrator: This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.
Tyler Durden: Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
Tyler Durden: All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
Tyler Durden: It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
Tyler Durden: You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Narrator: And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
Tyler Durden: Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!
Take some responsibility! Be who you want to be! Follow your dreams. That’s why we love movies. They bring light upon our imprisoned alter-egos. They bring light on the courageous, freedom-loving, adventurous, winning part that we have left inside. They feed our souls and for a few minutes makes us feel that we can conquer the world.
No. The children, deep inside, don’t admire their parents. Because few parents are happy, and few parents follow their dreams. No. I don’t want to work in a neon lighted office doing paper work and touch-typing all my life. I don’t want to do business in a three piece suite because it is just a shield for weak people with little confidence. I don’t want a wife, because I don’t believe in marriage and papers that grant me possession of another person. I don’t want to choose much of my future either. I like short-ranged plans and I would like to live my life NOW: symphonic, creative, spontaneous, fun, happy.
Yes. This is your life and it’s ending one minute at a time. Yet, you still suck on your mother’s tit and you still seek acceptance from your dad. You still go to a lame-assed dull teacher’s class and you still wait for prince charming to arrive in a black Lamborghini. You still give too much attention to your society status. You still complain about money, shoes, friends of friends, and most of all: You talk too much!!!
Give it all up! Play as hard as you want. Flip the dinner table and slam the door. Steal your dad’s car keys and go wherever you may want to go. You ain’t going to die. The sky is not going to come tumbling upon you world. You’ll be just fine. Tell the teachers exactly what you think about them. Stand up in the class room and shoot… I mean shout… whatever comes to your mind. What’s the worst that’s going to happen? As Tyler said:  Only after disaster can we be resurrected. Resurrected as empty-minded, preconception free luminous being
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