I've seen too many Top TV shows. Penny Dreadful is the best I've enjoyed, I can say Breaking Bad is bigger as artistic work. Nevertheless I enjoyed Penny dreadful much better than anything else
Man on a sidewalk, stone cold He's carrying everyone's load And a tear in his eye Mirrors moon in black sky His dreams have been builded too high Now he's finding he's lost every way Hopes shattering one by one day Don't you trust no one's heart 'Cause they'll tear you apart And they'll laugh as you're runnin' away The time has now gone Said the boy on the run To the crowd as they all turned him away Don't you give me no hard luck I pray Don't you give me more reasons to hate 'Cause the saints of your yard Have been acting too hard Won't you clear out before it's too late The time has now gone Said the man with the gun To the crowd as they all turned away The time has now gone Said the man with the gun To the crowd as they all turned away
This is the music that plays when everything is going not fully as planned in the heist but managing to still get through when everything is going south
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One of my all time favorite scenes in one of my all time favorite movies. It’s easy to underrate WOD and even among those who admire the film I feel that many don’t fully appreciate the cinematic accomplishment it is. Wenders built this film on a very familiar, even somewhat hoary premise (an angel falls to earth because he falls in love with a human). But Wenders took this simplistic, commercially popular narrative hook and used it as an opportunity to create an amazingly entertaining film about existential dread - and the remedies available for the “sickness unto death.” That’s really just a fancy way of saying Wenders made a film that explores the very nature of human existence. From the most basic tactile experiences we absorb through our senses (the feel of a pencil, drawing a line “And with coffee it’s terrific!) to the emotions that run through us every day (joy, disillusionment, anxiety, nostalgia, self-loathing and the deepest love for an other) and ultimately to the inescapable existential conundrum of meaning and relevance. The portrayal of an Angel - bored with eternity and its inherent inconsequence, finding himself increasingly drawn to consequence, tactile interaction with reality, emotions and, subsequently, mortality - has no need for plot twists or narrative subversions. Wenders understands that on its most basic level - film is an existential mirror - reflecting the world back to us - reflecting ourselves. And Wenders just lets the camera look. And look. And listen. This library scene is one of the highlights of the film and possibly the greatest example how Wenders uses cinematic observation - sight and sound - to build character and story. Yet also knowing there’s a bigger thematic experience to present the audience - the exalting, thrilling dual universe existence of basic human endeavor (reading, learning) while angels commune almost like monks in what appears (to them) to be a place of reverence - a cathedral of human knowledge.
He is my favorite character, an open book with no complexities, genuinely good and if he does bad things they are just for good intents. He just wants to be loved, to find someone, just like Adam found Eve. A mind of a poet, heart of a child. Nobody feels things like he does. No human dares to see the world how he sees it. Caliban is poetry incarnate. I expected worse from Frankenstein's monster. He is good, it is the world that is unfair to him. Rejected, despised, unappreciated, used, ridiculed. Oh how hard it must be for you John. Dorian is beautiful outside and ugly inside, but you are the contrary. He is mysterious but you aren't. Such a paragon of every underdog who deserves better.
Yeah I know. He was so humble that he never got the credit the world owes him. Alan Parson is nothing without Eric Woolfsons lyrics, voice, ideas and inner world spread through music we still enjoy 50 years later
