Бесподобный Мистер Фокс по сказке Р. Дала опрадал свое название, отличный мульт.)

@темы: Интересности

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Dahl again

The most important thing we've learned,

So far as children are concerned,

Is never, NEVER, NEVER let

Them near your television set --

Or better still, just don't install

The idiotic thing at all.

In almost every house we've been,

We've watched them gaping at the screen.

They loll and slop and lounge about,

And stare until their eyes pop out.

(Last week in someone's place we saw

A dozen eyeballs on the floor.)

дальше

They sit and stare and stare and sit
Until they're hypnotised by it,
Until they're absolutely drunk
With all that shocking ghastly junk.
Oh yes, we know it keeps them still,
They don't climb out the window sill,
They never fight or kick or punch,
They leave you free to cook the lunch
And wash the dishes in the sink --
But did you ever stop to think,
To wonder just exactly what
This does to your beloved tot?
IT ROTS THE SENSE IN THE HEAD!
IT KILLS IMAGINATION DEAD!
IT CLOGS AND CLUTTERS UP THE MIND!
IT MAKES A CHILD SO DULL AND BLIND
HE CAN NO LONGER UNDERSTAND
A FANTASY, A FAIRYLAND!
HIS BRAIN BECOMES AS SOFT AS CHEESE!
HIS POWERS OF THINKING RUST AND FREEZE!
HE CANNOT THINK -- HE ONLY SEES!
'All right!' you'll cry. 'All right!' you'll say,
'But if we take the set away,
What shall we do to entertain
Our darling children? Please explain!'
We'll answer this by asking you,
'What used the darling ones to do?
'How used they keep themselves contented
Before this monster was invented?'
Have you forgotten? Don't you know?
We'll say it very loud and slow:
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic tales
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching 'round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it's Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy-Winkle and-
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How the Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There's Mr. Rate and Mr. Mole-
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks-
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They'll now begin to feel the need
Of having something to read.
And once they start -- oh boy, oh boy!
You watch the slowly growing joy
That fills their hearts. They'll grow so keen
They'll wonder what they'd ever seen
In that ridiculous machine,
That nauseating, foul, unclean,
Repulsive television screen!
And later, each and every kid
Will love you more for what you did.

@темы: Интересности

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Rohald Dahl

Красная шапочка и три поросенка

LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD

AND THE WOLF

 

As soon as Wolf began to feel

That he would like a decent meal,

He went and knocked on Grandma's door.

When Grandma opened it, she saw

The sharp white teeth, the horrid grin,

And Wolfie said, ‘May I come in?'

Poor Grandmamma was terrified,

‘He's going to eat me up!' she cried.

And she was absolutely right.

He ate her up in one big bite.

But Grandmamma was small and tough,

And Wolfie wailed, ‘That's not enough!

‘I haven't yet begun to feel

‘That I have had a decent meal!'

He ran around the kitchen yelping,

‘I've got to have another helping!'

Then added with a frightful leer,

‘I'm therefore going to wait right here

‘Till Little Miss Red Riding Hood

‘Comes home from walking in the wood.'

He quickly put on Grandma's clothes,

(Of course he hadn't eaten those.)

He dressed himself in coat and hat.

He put on shoes and after that

He even brushed and curled his hair,

Then sat himself in Grandma's chair.

In came the little girl in red.

She stopped. She stared. And then she said,

‘What great big ears you have, Grandma.'

‘All the better to hear you with,' the Wolf replied.

‘What great big eyes you have, Grandma,'

said Little Red Riding Hood.

‘All the better to see you with,' the Wolf replied.

He sat there watching her and smiled.

He thought, I'm going to eat this child.

Compared with her old Grandmamma

She's going to taste like caviare.

Then Little Red Riding Hood said, ‘But Grandma,

what a lovely great big furry coat you have on.'

‘That's wrong!' cried Wolf. ‘Have you forgot

‘To tell me what BIG TEETH I've got?

‘Ah well, no matter what you say,

‘I'm going to eat you anyway.'

The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.

She whips a pistol from her knickers.

She aims it at the creature's head

And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.

A few weeks later, in the wood,

I came across Miss Riding Hood.

But what a change! No cloak of red,

No silly hood upon her head.

She said, ‘Hello, and do please note

‘My lovely furry WOLFSKIN COAT.'

 

 

 

THE THREE LITTLE PIGS

 

The animal I really dig

Above all others is the pig.

Pigs are noble. Pigs are clever,

Pigs are courteous. However,

Now and then, to break this rule,

One meets a pig who is a fool.

What, for example, would you say

If strolling through the woods one day,

Right there in front of you you saw

A pig who'd built his house of STRAW?

The Wolf who saw it licked his lips,

And said, ‘That pig has had his chips.'

‘Little pig, little pig, let me come in!'

‘No, no, by the hairs on my chinny-chin-chin!' ‘

Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!'

The little pig began to pray,

But Wolfie blew his house away.

He shouted, ‘Bacon, pork and ham!

‘Oh, what a lucky Wolf I am!'

And though he ate the pig quite fast,

He carefully kept the tail till last.

Wolf wandered on, a trifle bloated.

Surprise, surprise, for soon he noted

Another little house for pigs,

And this one had been built of TWIGS!

‘Little pig, little pig, let me come in!'

‘No, no, by the hairs of my chinny-chin-chin!' ‘

Then I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house in!'

The Wolf said, ‘Okay, here we go!'

He then began to blow and blow.

The little pig began to squeal.

He cried, ‘Oh Wolf, you've had one meal!

‘Why can't we talk and make a deal?'

The Wolf replied, ‘Not on your nelly!'

And soon the pig was in his belly.

‘Two juicy little pigs!' Wolf cried,

‘But still I am not satisfied!

‘I know full well my Tummy's bulging,

‘But oh, how I adore indulging.'

So creeping quietly as a mouse,

The Wolf approached another house,

A house which also had inside

A little piggy trying to hide.

But this one, Piggy Number Three,

Was bright and brainy as could be.

No straw for him, no twigs or sticks.

This pig had built his house of BRICKS.

‘You'll not get me!' the Piggy cried.

‘I'll blow you down!' the Wolf replied.

‘You'll need,' Pig said, ‘a lot of puff,

‘And I don't think you've got enough.'

Wolf huffed and puffed and blew and blew.

The house stayed up as good as new.

‘If I can't blow it down,' Wolf said,

‘I'll have to blow it up instead.

‘I'll come back in the dead of night

‘And blow it up with dynamite!'

Pig cried, ‘You brute! I might have known!'

Then, picking up the the telephone,

He dialled as quickly as he could

The number of Red Riding Hood.

‘Hello,' she said. ‘Who's speaking? Who?

‘Oh, hello Piggy, how d'you do?'

Pig cried, ‘I need your help, Miss Hood!

‘Oh help me, please! D'you think you could?'

‘I'll try, of course,' Miss Hood replied.

‘What's on your mind?' . . . ‘A Wolf!' Pig cried.

‘I know you've dealt with wolves before,

‘And now I've got one at my door!'

‘My darling Pig,' she said, ‘my sweet,

‘That's something really up my street.

‘I've just begun to wash my hair.

‘But when it's dry, I'll be right there.'

A short while later, through the wood,

Came striding brave Miss Riding Hood.

The Wolf stood there, his eyes ablaze

And yellowish, like mayonnaise.

His teeth were sharp, his gums were raw,

And spit was dripping from his jaw.

Once more the maiden's eyelid flickers.

She draws the pistol from her knickers.

Once more, she hits the vital spot,

And kills him with a single shot.

Pig, peeping through the window, stood

And yelled, ‘Well done, Miss Riding Hood!'

Ah, Piglet, you must never trust

Young ladies from the upper crust.

For now, Miss Riding Hood, one notes,

Not only has two wolfskin coats,

But when she goes from place to place,

She has a PIGSKIN TRAVELLING CASE.

 

annablaze.narod.ru/Dahl_Roald_Revolting_Rhymes....
Последнее время ищу, что бы почитать нового, и не нахожу.

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Feels just like it should

У меня есть несколько музхранителей. Этим людям я искренне желаю добра и творчества. + Jamiroquai

You know that this corner of the earth is like me in many ways
I can sit for hours here and watch the emerald feathers play
On the face of it I'm blessed
When the sunlight comes for free
I know this corner of the earth it smiles at me

@темы: Интересности, Меломания

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кому вдруг

Если вы считаете "призрак оперы" попсовой тягомотиной, посмотрите

Призрак рая

fandrom.narod.ru/paradise_film.html. Тот же сюжет, немного фауста и трешовый соус.

@темы: Интересности

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Withnail & I (1987)

еще +10. Рокнрольщик уже не оригинален. If you don't remember the sixties, don't worry — neither did they. "We've gone on holiday by mistake."

Marwood: What about what's-his-name?Withnail: What about him?Marwood: Why don't you give him a call?Withnail: What for?Marwood: Ask him about his house.Withnail: You want me to call what's-his-name and ask him about his house?Marwood: Why not?Withnail: All right. What's his number?Marwood: I've no idea — I've never met him.Withnail: Well, neither have I. What the fuck are you talking about?

кто угадает на что похоже - с тем я завтра иду пить ))

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о тут opossum приказывает всем чертить, и я как-то загрустила. жаль, что нет уже давно никакого черчения.
без лишней скромности - мне это удавалось легко и непринужденно, этот вид деятельности повергал меня в какое-то уютное спокойствие и умиротворение.

теперь только устная волокита, и лишь иногда, в минуты слабости, я достаю из ящика 4В и рисую черные рамочки на листах в клетку

@темы: Интересности, Индульгирование в суетном, Этот безумный безумный безумный мир

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британский искусствовед-монахиня

Осталось только найти доступное видео от ВВС

www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic/57982/Sister...

мне очень нравилось, как она рассказывает. не просто история, а со своей вовлеченностью

@темы: Интересности, по кусочкам

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Дж. Коннор

Наполовину мексиканец, наполовину русский. Мальчик был хороший.) но увы

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в нервозной ситуации ожидания сессии, до которой еще недели три, писать и читать невозможно. все скучно и неинтересно.
только и делать что картинки между заполнениями памяти смотреть

@темы: Интересности, от матанов

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Иногда и без бессонницы все - копия копии,(копии). все вроде бы и на новой основе, но разговоры - те же, жесты - те же, поведение то же. Все это уже было, и все это уже надоело. И если иногда - это стабильность (иногда это только иногда), то по факту остального - это просто потеря времени.

кстати позвольте по этому поводу процитировать По
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

@темы: Бред, Интересности

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степ по степ

К политике я холодна как лед, так что ни слова

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у меня есть знакомый с тэгом "околошахматно-математический юмор"

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meshcharado

They had no licence for selling liquor, but there no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom or one or two other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels and Saints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg.

@темы: Интересности, Слова

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Когда нет плюшевых мишек, красных открыток, нечетных роз

В силу свадебных обстоятельств я могу сейчас не спать. И готова слушать музыку до утра. Вчера Edwin Collins - Never Met a Girl Like You воссоздал в мыслях некие образы карт, денег, 2 стволов. Танец напомнил о Мии Уоллес и Винсенте Вега (Chuck Berry - You can never Tell), танец мистера Блонда (знаешь, я ведь проехал на красный свет сюда - Stealers Wheel - Stuck In The Middle With You), эти мелодии, Бад и японские пляски под Юуху-ю-ху-ху (Woo hoo), а там где японцы, там Speedgrapher - Duran Duran - Girls of film.
Я живу в этом смысле в каком-то нереальном городе, мире. Я думаю, что там правда, любовь, счастье, и я тащу оттуда их к себе в жизнь. "сделано с любовью к тому, что сделано". Я живу в этом мире почти неотрывно, в смысле, это... Я живу в смысле. Я рада не жить в бессмыслице.

Пс: его имя - Майкл Мэдсен

@темы: Весна, Интересности, шЫкарнизмы, Разговоры за жизнь, Меломания

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Фаина Гримберг

Лучше слушать автора

www.vavilon.ru/texts/prim/grimberg2.html

А на горе Андрей Иванович стоит.

Он там растёт,

всей кроною шумит.

Он, превращённый в дерево,

стоит.

Стоит он с незапамятных времён.

Забыл,

не помнит всех своих имён.

Порубленный мечом,

пробитый пулей.

Душа его мертва -

не ожила.

Вокруг него летит одна пчела.

И на плече его -

дуплянка-улей.

Одна пчела летит вокруг него,

а он не видит и не слышит ничего.

И никогда не возвратится он домой.

И мы с Мариной Марковной идём,

мы поднимаемся,

мы вверх идём.

Мы задыхаемся,

идём быстрей.

@темы: Интересности, Слова

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если нет планов

Советую два французских фильма - "Железнодоржный роман" и "Красный отель" (преимущественно из-за Жозиан Баласко))

@темы: Интересности

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Humour

The novelist George Maradith in his work "The idea of Comedy" (1877) gives the most comprehensive definition of humour. "Humour is an attitude of mind readily responsive to the incongruous and ridiculous, but preserving a feeling of sympathy and kindness for the object of laughter"
Humour is based on sense of humour. A sense of humour is one of the most valuable qualities of people. It helps them not only to amuse themselves, but to see things in their true proportions. Moreover, it often paves the way for a better understanding of things.

be continued

@темы: Интересности, Слова

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Speed Grapher

Теперь у меня три анимэ, которые хотелось бы пересмотреть - Gungrave, Wolf`s rain, Speed Grapher.





Отличный мультик. Есть очень сильные драматичные моменты, ненавязчивые нравоучения. Подавляющее большинство героев - взрослые люди (а не подростки, как обычно), а поэтому у них не тяжелый пубертатный период, а кризис среднего возраста или бес в ребро. За исключением главной героини - 15-летней "богини" - которая весь весь сериал ноет, плачет, вскрикивает и пытается избавить всех от себя, но не выходит.



Смотреть весьма приятно. Ибо - есть бредовые места (сила фотоаппарата-пистолета зависит от объектива. С самым большим объективом стреляет натурально как базука и валит с десяток деревьев). И нарисовано очень приятно глазу. Персонажи обладают некой элегантностью (минус человек-бормашина и гей-в-бабушкином-наряде-розовой-шапочке-и-ночнушке). Опенинг можно смотреть вечно - Duran Duran "Girls of film" + органичная смена образов.





В общем, не важно, что я тут написала - если идете смотреть анимэ, идите смотреть это. Тогда потом вам не надо будет тратить время на херню (типа вампир-крестика)

@темы: Интересности, шЫкарнизмы, Разговоры за жизнь

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это немного макаброво - региться на сайте, придумать редкий ник, увидеть, что такой ник уже существует, а потом выяснить, что это ты и есть. где моя память

Сейчас буду тестировать Экстремального фотографа (Speed Grapher). Местами порно, местами бойня, местами миядзаки. Вообще-то по идее должно быть неплохо - ибо "драма+приключения+мистика"
Однако же такое по-моему нельзя по 2и2 показывать, даже ночью.
Пысы: на рутьюбе перевели - Скоростной графер. птушники гребанные.

18+

@темы: Интересности, по кусочкам