Quick Analysis- Run Lola RunPlease note that this analysis will contain major spoilers for the film. This is to act as a discussion piece among those who may read it, and I'm assuming have already seen Run Lola Run/ Lola Rennt beforehand.Run Lola Run is one of those types of movies that when it starts you know it is going to be different, whether that's good or not. With this movie, it was very much good. Even its synthesized soundtrack, which normally would be out of place in a film, since most go for an orchestral approach, helps carry the energy of the scenes, especially in the introduction to Lola and Manni's situation. Manni has messed up a task for a gang, losin
Analysis: The ShiningThis is not the same as a regular review, but it's the closest gallery choice DA has I can think of. This contains spoilers for The Shining and is an analysis of sorts, of what I thought of the movie. I'm not saying my interpretations are correct, or even make sense, but it's what I thought of Stanley Kubrick's The Shining and a long, drawn-out explanation of why I liked it.The best thing about horror movies (or at least the good ones) is the tension created in scenes. From the opening shot of the island slightly askew, The Shining continues to hit us with surreal imagery and great camera work. The camera moves well around the actors, chang
Midnighters: Like A WormLike A Worm- A Midnighters fanfictionThis fanfic is written in blank-verse poetryBecause the mind doesn’t work in sentences and paragraphs*-*-*-*When you first told me I was a mindcasterMy first thought was of a fisherman with a giant pole and reelTo me, your mind is like a wormOn the hook and a sure-fire thingWhy did I let the fish bite you?Back then, nine years agoWhen you realized midnight was almost overYou said we had to go homeAnd you touched my handIt wasn’t even a minute that we were thereAnd I finally broke out of the grip.Why did you seem so sad then?Yes, that’s what it’s really li
Tsubasa RC: Only YouTsubasa RESERVoir CHRoNiCLE-- Only YouA short story that takes place at the beginning of Tokyo arcBeen roamin’ through this darkness,I’m alive, but I’m aloneAnd part of me is fighting thisBut part of me is gone.-- Love Me When I’m Gone, Three Doors DownI woke up when I felt a soft, furry body crawl under my arm. I raised my head and saw the white creature that had arrived that afternoon snuggled into my elbow, like a living teddy bear.“What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice a whisper because, truthfully, I was too tired to be louder. “Aren’t you supposed to be with your friends?
A Conversation...A Conversation Within Empty SpaceFan fiction for “9”There was absolutely nothing around.It wasn’t like he was surrounded by only black or white, or any of those clichéd images. That would have at least been something, but he had the feeling that if he were to recall this later he would only be able to remember himself somewhere.The black-and-white striped doll started walking, or at least going through the motions of walking. He was sure he wasn’t going anywhere, but he kept his feet moving.After awhile, the doll found the silence unbearable and began humming a simple tune. Soon, his voice taut with the nerv
Start AnewStart Anew- Fan Fiction for "9"This is a part of a holiday contest, please excuse me for the mass amount of fluff. Also, as a note, I like the thought of 3 being a girl since 4 always seems to hide behind him/her, and the thought of older sister/younger brother relationships seems sweeter to me.Seven woke to hands shaking her shoulders and Nine whispering anxiously, "Seven. Seven, wake up."She bolted up, nearly hitting Nine in the face, he was so close to her. "What is it?" Her hearing sensors were already straining to pick up sounds of a beast or any other potential threat, but she heard nothing. Everything was eerily quiet.She looke
Loyalty :for jenny-jen:It was sort of funny actually,how humans created words for things they couldn't truly describe.Anger was easy-- burning acid through your veins-- but what about love or loyalty?How could you really convey that bond that made you feel safe and kept you by a friend's side?They'd looked through the entire dictionary, from A to Z.The only answer they could find was a blunt: the state of being loyal.How lacking, how little it said of what loyalty could be.Unimpressed, they set to work filling in the margins of what they'd learned from days of toil.Their words started with, "It keeps you grounded but sets you free.It's why the hum
Seeking Comfort(Fan fiction for Shane Acker's 9. This is an exercise in flash fiction, and follows a night where Nine goes in search of comfort from a friend.)If there truly was a man on the moon, it could be said it was the only one around at that time of night where it could be late or early hours to see a small cloth figure running down the halls of a chapel. The figure slowed, a hand securing itself on the pull of a zipper, then it looked up through the ruined roof long enough for itself and the moon-man to make eye contact. After only a few seconds of observing, the figure went back to its trek through its home, retreating further away so that neithe
I'll Protect You(A fan fiction for 9)The noises of war had quieted considerably over the time Two and his kind spent in the cathedral. They had occasionally seen humans taking shelter within the building's walls, but the people soon left again to continue fighting. The humans never noticed the group of dolls watching them from the shadows and aside from the memories of these watchers, they left virtually no clues of their presence.It was funny, in a sort of sad way, how Two noticed the explosions and other sounds the less they came, as if he'd become used to the horror and blocked it out, only to be reminded anew of it whenever he thought it had finished
Since He Could CrawlFan fiction for How to Train Your Dragon, movie-verse (sorry book fans, I never knew about them before!) I now realize that Hiccup's mother has a name in the books, but I had assumed before that she didn't, and gave her a name with its own meaning behind it. I apologize for my ignorance in that, but I'm too attached to the name now.As usual, constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.***The day Hiccup was born, a storm was raging outside. The house had creaked from the force of the winds, and the thunderclaps could be felt within his mother's and father's very bones. They took it all as a good sign; he was coming into the world amids
Delirium -AU-((Fan fiction for Shane Acker's 9. This is an alternate take on the events, and a look at how 6 sees the world. Look to the author's notes at the end for more information.))After I was created I saw things, heard things, and I thought everyone else could as well. But when I talked to them about these things they were clueless, asking me what I meant or simply humoring me and going back to what they were doing. So I drew what only I could see. At first I thought it would help the others remember they could do this too, but they couldn't, and maybe I realized that earlier and never wanted to admit it. But still I drew, so I could show them
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