Up next in my Christmas marathon: The Fourth Wise Man.
Alan Arkin’s presence is what drew me to this TV movie, but it’s actually a touching story. It deals with the fourth wise man, who journeys to give gifts of gems to the baby Jesus, but he keeps making stops along the way to help others– and sometimes, that help involves giving parts of the gifts away.
The message at the end is beautifully done, emphasizing love for one’s neighbor and seeing the face of God in the least of our brothers and sisters over an us-versus-them screed. I admit the last scene got me teary-eyed. It really is a beautiful piece of work despite the low budget and prevalence of American accents in first-century Judea.
Also, Alan is wonderful as the wise man’s cranky, outspoken slave. But then again, I am partial to that fellow.
I’m having nightmares, and you’re to blame
I want to hate you, cause the thought of losing you terrifies me so much.
Astronaut op kantoor.
Mijn psycholoog vroeg mij vrijdag of ik wil leven. Ik heb nooit dood gewild. Wel heb ik tijden gekend dat ik de last op mijn schouders niet meer kon dragen, de blaren op mijn voeten te groot waren om nog door te slenteren. Ik zit juist vol leven. Het is de wereld die mij soms zo wankel maakt. De kracht die ik soms vanbinnen voel, kan mij verder brengen dan een vliegtuig zou kunnen. Ik kijk naar de sterren en zou ze zo op mijn plafond willen plakken. Als een astronaut zou ik de ruimte willen bewonderen, en tegelijkertijd met beide benen op de grond blijven staan. Ik wil zonder angst in- en uitademen en de adrenaline door mijn lichaam voelen razen. Tegelijkertijd moet ik op de rem trappen en tevreden zijn met mijn rommelige kamertje in de stad, het normale volwassen leven, samen met alle zakenmannen en vrouwen in de trein naar huis, mijn kinderen zien opgroeien en de tijd steeds sneller voorbij zien gaan. Ja, ik wil leven. De vraag is: Op welke manier?
Nobody thinks of you when you want them to. They only think of you when you stop caring.
Yes, through my rewatching, I know how Callen (up to that point) knew Hetty.
Am I bothered that it was changed to he knew her since he was 15? NO!
If anything, I LOVE IT!! it proves even more just how much of a mom Hetty is to Callen! I mean, she moved him from foster home to foster home trying to find him a family, and when he became a delinquent, she saved him from going to jail!
If anything, this is better then the ‘he aged out the system’ thing.
are you even a british actor if u haven’t been in at least one period drama
“Good morning sweetie, you are the essence of sweetness from the time that I wake until I go to sleep.. and I just wanted you to know that.”
Morning’s would never be the same without you, you are the icing on my cake, the honey to my comb.. you are a true sweetheart - eUe
I can’t believe there are people out there saying that Willem DS was not convincing yesterday when the guy is one of the best actors on the SKAM planet (and I think the same of Willem H for that matter). All the stuff that go through his eyes, his voice, even his simple presence in some scenes. It is so subtle and precisely not over the top. Because Sander was manic, he was supposed to beat his chest, go out the window, jump from roof to roof and shout like in Skyrim while Robbe was following with his bike?? MI are so complex and manifest in such different ways. I actually particularly liked the last scene we see Sander, when he does’t move, doesn’t react, just looks at nothing and doesn’t even seem to hear Robbe call him out. and I have no doubt the Willems will nail OHN.
I’d love there to be a game like stardew valley except, instead of being the grandson, you are the childhood friend of a man whom you haven’t seen in maybe fifty years. He passes, and, surprisingly, he left his entire estate - a run-down farm where you used to spend your childhood summers - to you in his will.
The main conflict is your dear old friend’s children and grandchildren; they believe that they are entitled to the farm, even though they didn’t help maintain it while their grandfather was in the hospital.
In your quest to restore the farm to its former glory and keep it from the hands of those who would just sell it for money, you are introduced to the townspeople, whom you can either befriend or befoe: the choice is yours.
Survey: do we keep the body hair or nah, fam?
can’t tell how much i love these butterflies in my stomach