A young man swims across the rivers and lakes of Britain to a soundtrack of assorted nationalistic music. As he passes people on the banksides including children,lovers and a tramp their thoughts and conversations are also heard. Ultimately,after walking through a wood at night,the boy returns to the water and appears to sink below the surface.

  • Rating:
    4.00 out of 5
  • Length:18 minutes
  • Release:2012
  • Language:English
  • Reference:Imdb
  • Keywords:spear,   boy,   little boy,  

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Vincent N (ca) wrote: The best short for a movie I have ever seen.

Katie S (ru) wrote: Weird and gross at the same time! lol!

Mandy C (nl) wrote: Hong Kong romantic comedy is back to where it originally begins. As we all know, there will not be any surprising plots, no twisted storylines, no unexpected ending. But really, sometimes... what we all need from watching a movie, at the end of the day is the feel good feeling and a movie that we can put ourselves in the scenario and understand where the movie is coming from. A good combination between Raymond Lam and Miriam which is strongly supported by comedy veterans like Teresa Mo and Eric Kot. Since it's a Shaw production, of course we would all expect a lot of other rising TVB stars. Totally love how the director manage to build up the characters.

Bobbie K (kr) wrote: Loved this movie! Well done!

Cameron F (jp) wrote: Spike Lee is a hit and miss director for sure. However I expected a bit more from the source material. Instead we get another character tale that misses too many times.

Safiyyah M (nl) wrote: A good romanic comedy

Reece L (gb) wrote: Yes, it adheres to action formula and the implications of the simplified version of global terrorism presents its share of problems, but it's all so well-executed and Harrison Ford is so unrelentingly and effortlessly awesome that these quibbles can be disregarded.

Sergel C (jp) wrote: It can't come up with any really great plot points that weren't covered in the original, so it rehashes them to a boring degree.

Blake P (gb) wrote: Dario Argento is broken. It's 1982, and his celebrated horror masterpieces of the 1970s seem like a thing of the past, an unmatchable era. Angry members of the press have derided him for his alleged misogyny, as his famed films, such as "Suspiria" and "Inferno," use the stylized murders of beautiful women as set pieces in his overall vision. In 1980, an obsessed fan telephoned him numerous times with increasingly violent zeal; "Inferno," mega-hit "Suspiria"'s follow-up, flopped commercially. Despite the previous decade's many successes (consider his "The Bird with the Crystal Plumage" arguably created the giallo subgenre of the slasher movie), his career seemed to be on the downturn, toutings of him being the Italian Hitchcock waning rapidly. "Tenebre," his return to the basic giallo stylizations after a nearly a decade away, is his most personal film - and I think it is among his best. It provides for one of his most cohesive storylines, some of his most inspired sequences of terror, and serves as a wondrous argument for his genius. It isn't just a whodunit in stalk-and-slash form; it is also a sleek, terrifically designed thriller of the De Palma form, erotically charged and endlessly gripping. While "Suspiria" and "Inferno," his excellent forays into the supernatural, are exceptionally frightening due to their nonsensicality and color, "Tenebre" is frightening because of its story, its obsessions, its close imitations of Argento's own life. Argento's fictional counterpart in the film, Peter Neal, is portrayed Anthony Franciosa, an extraordinary popular crime author whose latest novel, "Tenebre," is earning him just as much acclaim as it is controversy. Fans are consumed with the book for its suspenseful atmosphere, its detractors concerned with Neal's infatuation with the killing of women. He is no misogynist, he casually replies to an inflammatory journalist accusing him of the personality - it is a work of fiction, not a representation of himself. But fiction begins to metamorphosize into reality as violent murders, copies of Neal's works, start to take shape at a rapid, gruesome pace. The victims are found with pages of the novels stuffed in their mouths; photographs are taken of their corpses and kept as souvenirs. Neal is understandably traumatized, but as a novelist with an adventurous mind, he decides to take matters into his own hands and investigate the crimes for himself. The results, however, turn out to be much closer to home than he could ever imagine. The parallels to Argento's personal life are so obvious in "Tenebre" that it is unthinkable not to praise him for putting so much of himself into a film so commercially adrenaline infused. Neal is faced with the exact same journalistic accusations Argento was targeted with at his prime; a deranged fan is the villain; the murdered are all given a three-dimensional shape that makes their deaths all the more tragic, unthinkable; Daria Nicolodi, playing Neal's assistant, was Argento's life partner at the time and shows a similar type of concern for the man that matters the most to her. The nakedness of its psychology is astonishing. Like Hitchcock, Argento can turn personal pricks and prods into thunderous art. "Tenebre" is also Argento's most erotic film, with nudity and sexual identity acting as major characters in ways never before seen in his work. Perhaps it is a comment regarding his abnormal fascination with women, how he appreciates their form, their mystique, just as much as he is fascinated by the idea of their perfection being destroyed scrupulously out of the blue during their most ethereally attractive time. The way sadomasochism plays a part in the mentality of the killer is unsettlingly characterized. But despite being a horror film of idiosyncratic intimacy, "Tenebre" is still an entertaining piece in line with the phenomenal stylistic aspects of "Psycho" and "Dressed to Kill." Some of Argento's most stunningly shot sequences infect its frames, including the aesthetically daring double murder of a judgmental journalist and her lover, and the nightmarish flashback deliriums that take us directly into the mind of the murderer. More acclaim goes toward "Deep Red" and "Opera" in terms of Argento's oeuvre, but "Tenebre" is one of his greatest films, as thickly stylish as it is riskily personal. It serves as a reminder that no one does giallo quite like Argento - Sergio Martino and Lucio Fulci were never more than placeholders.