Friday, October 26, 2007

Which Has A Higher Rate Of Respiration






I WANT Juani


After two months or so, without going to a movie theater, I began to feel a rare sense of anguish and mediocrity myself. I'm used to DVD hawkers; smoking back and relax at our discretion is priceless, especially when you have to pay double for the luxury of the big screen. The truth is that kept between the eyes the desire to return to the theater as if he senses will roll with an old lover, with reservations, luxury and a couple of drinks, and concentrated to undertake the task. I hope also, to my surprise, the ideal time: a canceled class, an afternoon and a 3-hour window to get out for me.
Yo soy la Juani called the movie I went to see.
When revisiting an abandoned territory, but familiar, set a scene in full swing that is not replicated in reality. My indifference to the chambers, the hard skin of both misunderstanding and skepticism of rigor dogmatic creed mourned the rendezvous. In this case, and served as the prodigal daughter-incest worth the qualifier "twice: the film and director. I did not know that I was expected joys matrushkas repeated. Same again to play a familiar skin, again stirred at old fields and, finally, pressing rhythms that eventually missed rumble and entering my female fibers and so-slightly mourn me anything more, and certified as a thankless happy if I recognize that allì in this episode, I sucked the deepest bliss.
start from the beginning. Turned my popcorn stumbled along with the Nestea accommodated in a large plastic receptacle that does not flow like a tray, rather think in a bathtub for infants. How things have changed since I have not come to the cinema, I remember those huge drawers! I guess the disappointment for marching with such supernatural object is reflected in my clumsy and knocked to the massive box of detergent desperdigarìa half of popcorn three steps below. Disgusted by the picture, and my limited expertise, cathartic swore me off guard has credit available by Yo soy la Juani.
With technological research and ugly font, I presume you have a specific name but unknown because of my age and lack of interest, but similar to that of a cell phone that I lost some time. From there, fortunately, took the command Juani and off states to be early, loving, hardworking and family. For a few seconds to see beautiful sitting in the back of a supermarket and very friendly with customers, confesses while his dream of acting and working pirarse must arrive early because after having left the place with their colleagues and therefore does not carry anything right. Juani is to punch the card to the exit and are making the bra with one hand and mounting the microfalda with the other, not at all a figure of Kali keeps our angel from his night table.
and continue the presentation of the character, which is simply exceptional. It does not say his age, but we know very tender and most powerful bull Torres. Back off, presents Jonah, the quintessential macho guy and castizo from beginning to end. He tells us that love him and believe him, that he wants to die, and wanted one for men that age Babylonian and body to love.
On leaving the supermarket, swift, almost rubs Juani a poster that looks like a promotion, it says: "To me ... me la sua Calò, an appetizer of the English classic expression quarry for teaching purposes, and other images, which keeps the boil for ninety minutes. Juani when you love someone, "I want an egg, dammit!" Jonah wants to buy a big house "with a bed like a pool, pa` Tenel like a queen, hell! "Juani" sucks dick like the Tre months of went out with a guy, because otherwise you're a slut! " and who long to see Jonah says "it puts a bib VO's aunt this "or" wants you to look for covered pa `you eat it the fuck up, fuck, it looks so much?" or if someone insists much on something you have the option of: "what man, do not understand or let me explain to apples? ". Several frames are reminiscent of Penelope in Ham, Ham, but the verve of Veronica Echegui, Juanita, is daunting. Its raw beauty to match legitimate tenderness in the suburbs, make Echegui in a new wonder of the interpretation iberica. With a dozen historical name reputable pedigree to overcome, and Juani Echegui a ghost giant roar talent abysmal.
Bigas Luna has worked with clockwork precision to extraordinary figures of the theater and European and American cinema. Mary Barranco, Victoria Abril, Angela Molina, Stefanni Sandrelli, Anna Gallienus, Zelda Rubinstein and Isabel Pisano, among the most prominent actresses luniano arena. His pulse visionary exalted for a different interpretation from calisthenics to Hollywood and its environs, as is the case of Penelope, Maribel Verdu, Aitana Sanchez Gijon and Leonor Watling, but with stamina like Echegui, the future of the past, including Cross - does not look very clear.
Once again the male characters drag their fateful narrowness of soul, and I do not dare to mention the thought-through women and the rest "is learns the value of a comb. "
In a scene cars peak operated, tunner or pimped out, Bigas Luna and rescues an archetypal Examples chapter in the history of film and life: the two gangs that solve a wrong with a car duel (Grease, 1978). Bigas manipulates his way the episode: the two girls caused the lawsuit and, thus, puts the wheel and tie the boys in the hood to solve it. La Juani wins, Indeed, although not a victory guard.
I've been a fan of Bigas Luna was very young. Through the Ages of Lulu and I met Lou Reed and maybe there will trace the birth of my penchant for siding on trails wild. In Ages of Lulu was the first time I saw Javier Bardem in the screen had a tiny but powerful figure, many say the same with your membership: resultón often but: "a boy s & m rent like the fist fucking. Then I saw Bilbao, an incredible portrayal of a prostitute named cold and unfriendly city, and then Jamón, Jamón and Golden Balls confirm my allegiance to the aesthetics expert director oracular.
Yo soy la Juani is the pinnacle of their stylistic exercises from films such as Bilbao, Poodle, Ham, Ham, Eggs gold. Select the underworld of tunning riding with fashion suburban and hip hop castizo as tuners a typical story of coming of age with boy meets girl, sounds like something more elaborate impossible. The underworld of Juani exists and is almost identical across the globe. Do not stop to think for a second Gwen Stefani, Gwen is the Da Vinci and Raphael's most luxurious and sharp blingy hip hop.
Mid-Yo soy la Juani accumulated about six tears just cc. between laughter and respect. I found myself crying at the screen again and was identical to when wept as Nights of Cabiria, Bad Education, The Exterminating Angel, The Last Tango in Paris, Dreamers, Dr. Zhivago, Rodrigo D no future, A taste of honey , Six degrees of separation, Matador, Danzon, Deep Crimson, Sandy's wife, Unruly and Happy Endings.
For now conclude with the following: if a director and actor (Bigas and Echegui in this case) makes us go, get, mourn, laugh, and laugh down again because we believe that our heroine longs to be really very famous actress more that the aroma of your kid economic antiperspirant use, among many other things, this is the most genuine treatment for artist / director and spectator / fan-follower. Yo soy la Juani Bigas is the communion of the last possible stage of the English horterìa and, thus, the ascension to the eternity of the movie cinematographic reference as a part of all time in that niche, non plus ultra of delicious filth Bigas Luna. The place that Juanita and her friend Vanessa chosen as deserved reward for when they become rich and famous, Venice, as an American would do with Las Vegas, Atlantic City or Sunset Strip.
The soundtrack is flawless. Works like hall of mirrors of each issue emblematic of the vulgar slang: La Mala Rodriguez, the Ketchup and a host of English hip hop bands, along with the memorable tune bakalao, Barcelona is ... de puta madre! Echegui
work, I'm not tired of repeating, is an interpretative delicacy never before seen in European cinema. Well, let's say that Beatrice Dalle did in his time very similar and just as Echegui, poignant, though Juani is scary and gets it.
The director said at the first press conference that promoted Yo soy la Juani that the needs of children in the periphery, "the mother of invention and creativity that all they have ..." The producer of the film, with a gable tino between theory and merchandise, says the film is a document of the "glamor of the periphery."
left the theater as rabbit fur, Lisita and happy, in a post orgasmal limbo that is a delight.

Which Has A Higher Rate Of Respiration






I WANT Juani


After two months or so, without going to a movie theater, I began to feel a rare sense of anguish and mediocrity myself. I'm used to DVD hawkers; smoking back and relax at our discretion is priceless, especially when you have to pay double for the luxury of the big screen. The truth is that kept between the eyes the desire to return to the theater as if he senses will roll with an old lover, with reservations, luxury and a couple of drinks, and concentrated to undertake the task. I hope also, to my surprise, the ideal time: a canceled class, an afternoon and a 3-hour window to get out for me.
Yo soy la Juani called the movie I went to see.
When revisiting an abandoned territory, but familiar, set a scene in full swing that is not replicated in reality. My indifference to the chambers, the hard skin of both misunderstanding and skepticism of rigor dogmatic creed mourned the rendezvous. In this case, and served as the prodigal daughter-incest worth the qualifier "twice: the film and director. I did not know that I was expected joys matrushkas repeated. Same again to play a familiar skin, again stirred at old fields and, finally, pressing rhythms that eventually missed rumble and entering my female fibers and so-slightly mourn me anything more, and certified as a thankless happy if I recognize that allì in this episode, I sucked the deepest bliss.
start from the beginning. Turned my popcorn stumbled along with the Nestea accommodated in a large plastic receptacle that does not flow like a tray, rather think in a bathtub for infants. How things have changed since I have not come to the cinema, I remember those huge drawers! I guess the disappointment for marching with such supernatural object is reflected in my clumsy and knocked to the massive box of detergent desperdigarìa half of popcorn three steps below. Disgusted by the picture, and my limited expertise, cathartic swore me off guard has credit available by Yo soy la Juani.
With technological research and ugly font, I presume you have a specific name but unknown because of my age and lack of interest, but similar to that of a cell phone that I lost some time. From there, fortunately, took the command Juani and off states to be early, loving, hardworking and family. For a few seconds to see beautiful sitting in the back of a supermarket and very friendly with customers, confesses while his dream of acting and working pirarse must arrive early because after having left the place with their colleagues and therefore does not carry anything right. Juani is to punch the card to the exit and are making the bra with one hand and mounting the microfalda with the other, not at all a figure of Kali keeps our angel from his night table.
and continue the presentation of the character, which is simply exceptional. It does not say his age, but we know very tender and most powerful bull Torres. Back off, presents Jonah, the quintessential macho guy and castizo from beginning to end. He tells us that love him and believe him, that he wants to die, and wanted one for men that age Babylonian and body to love.
On leaving the supermarket, swift, almost rubs Juani a poster that looks like a promotion, it says: "To me ... me la sua Calò, an appetizer of the English classic expression quarry for teaching purposes, and other images, which keeps the boil for ninety minutes. Juani when you love someone, "I want an egg, dammit!" Jonah wants to buy a big house "with a bed like a pool, pa` Tenel like a queen, hell! "Juani" sucks dick like the Tre months of went out with a guy, because otherwise you're a slut! " and who long to see Jonah says "it puts a bib VO's aunt this "or" wants you to look for covered pa `you eat it the fuck up, fuck, it looks so much?" or if someone insists much on something you have the option of: "what man, do not understand or let me explain to apples? ". Several frames are reminiscent of Penelope in Ham, Ham, but the verve of Veronica Echegui, Juanita, is daunting. Its raw beauty to match legitimate tenderness in the suburbs, make Echegui in a new wonder of the interpretation iberica. With a dozen historical name reputable pedigree to overcome, and Juani Echegui a ghost giant roar talent abysmal.
Bigas Luna has worked with clockwork precision to extraordinary figures of the theater and European and American cinema. Mary Barranco, Victoria Abril, Angela Molina, Stefanni Sandrelli, Anna Gallienus, Zelda Rubinstein and Isabel Pisano, among the most prominent actresses luniano arena. His pulse visionary exalted for a different interpretation from calisthenics to Hollywood and its environs, as is the case of Penelope, Maribel Verdu, Aitana Sanchez Gijon and Leonor Watling, but with stamina like Echegui, the future of the past, including Cross - does not look very clear.
Once again the male characters drag their fateful narrowness of soul, and I do not dare to mention the thought-through women and the rest "is learns the value of a comb. "
In a scene cars peak operated, tunner or pimped out, Bigas Luna and rescues an archetypal Examples chapter in the history of film and life: the two gangs that solve a wrong with a car duel (Grease, 1978). Bigas manipulates his way the episode: the two girls caused the lawsuit and, thus, puts the wheel and tie the boys in the hood to solve it. La Juani wins, Indeed, although not a victory guard.
I've been a fan of Bigas Luna was very young. Through the Ages of Lulu and I met Lou Reed and maybe there will trace the birth of my penchant for siding on trails wild. In Ages of Lulu was the first time I saw Javier Bardem in the screen had a tiny but powerful figure, many say the same with your membership: resultón often but: "a boy s & m rent like the fist fucking. Then I saw Bilbao, an incredible portrayal of a prostitute named cold and unfriendly city, and then Jamón, Jamón and Golden Balls confirm my allegiance to the aesthetics expert director oracular.
Yo soy la Juani is the pinnacle of their stylistic exercises from films such as Bilbao, Poodle, Ham, Ham, Eggs gold. Select the underworld of tunning riding with fashion suburban and hip hop castizo as tuners a typical story of coming of age with boy meets girl, sounds like something more elaborate impossible. The underworld of Juani exists and is almost identical across the globe. Do not stop to think for a second Gwen Stefani, Gwen is the Da Vinci and Raphael's most luxurious and sharp blingy hip hop.
Mid-Yo soy la Juani accumulated about six tears just cc. between laughter and respect. I found myself crying at the screen again and was identical to when wept as Nights of Cabiria, Bad Education, The Exterminating Angel, The Last Tango in Paris, Dreamers, Dr. Zhivago, Rodrigo D no future, A taste of honey , Six degrees of separation, Matador, Danzon, Deep Crimson, Sandy's wife, Unruly and Happy Endings.
For now conclude with the following: if a director and actor (Bigas and Echegui in this case) makes us go, get, mourn, laugh, and laugh down again because we believe that our heroine longs to be really very famous actress more that the aroma of your kid economic antiperspirant use, among many other things, this is the most genuine treatment for artist / director and spectator / fan-follower. Yo soy la Juani Bigas is the communion of the last possible stage of the English horterìa and, thus, the ascension to the eternity of the movie cinematographic reference as a part of all time in that niche, non plus ultra of delicious filth Bigas Luna. The place that Juanita and her friend Vanessa chosen as deserved reward for when they become rich and famous, Venice, as an American would do with Las Vegas, Atlantic City or Sunset Strip.
The soundtrack is flawless. Works like hall of mirrors of each issue emblematic of the vulgar slang: La Mala Rodriguez, the Ketchup and a host of English hip hop bands, along with the memorable tune bakalao, Barcelona is ... de puta madre! Echegui
work, I'm not tired of repeating, is an interpretative delicacy never before seen in European cinema. Well, let's say that Beatrice Dalle did in his time very similar and just as Echegui, poignant, though Juani is scary and gets it.
The director said at the first press conference that promoted Yo soy la Juani that the needs of children in the periphery, "the mother of invention and creativity that all they have ..." The producer of the film, with a gable tino between theory and merchandise, says the film is a document of the "glamor of the periphery."
left the theater as rabbit fur, Lisita and happy, in a post orgasmal limbo that is a delight.