The Big T.N.T. Show
Live performances by some of the top rock-and-roll acts of the mid 60s. Includes Ray Charles, The Byrds, Joan Baez, Ike and Tina Turner, Donovan, The Lovin' Spoonful, and several more.
Originally billed as "The T.A.M.I. Show II" in preview hype| this concert sequel produced by Phil Spector (who also appears) and filmed at the Moulin Rouge Theater
in Hollywood| CA features performances by Joan Baez| The Byrds| Ray Charles| Petula Clark| Bo Diddley| Donovan| The Lovin' Spoonful| David McCallum| Roger Miller|
The Modern Folk Quartet| The Ronettes| Sky Saxon of the Seeds and Ike and Tina Turner. . You can read more in Google, Youtube, Wiki
The Big T.N.T. Show torrent reviews
(ru) wrote: What does it take to become Mr. Olympia? Many say talent with a little work will always trump hard work. Can someone prove otherwise? Can hard work or even applied science outdo genes?
(gb) wrote: This documentary is screening as part of the All Sports LA Film Festival and will be screening this Saturday. Information can be found on the website. In the interest of full disclosure, I was afforded press passes to attend this screening. These days, Pete Rose looks like a Reno televangelist. Decked out in a striped dress shirt with "Hit King" embroidered on the collar (a design which he owns in several different color variations), unnaturally darkened hair, spangled boots, and a flashy gold watch, Rose and that famous gap-toothed grin weeps at adulation and preaches the gospel of baseball with fiery bluntness. He is not here to preach a loving and embracing sport but that of damnation and hellfire. Like a scarred and weathered Fred Flinstone, Rose is doing everything he can in his waning days, beseeching all who will listen to accept him into the hallowed gates of the Baseball Hall of Fame. And baseball refuses to listen, having denied his application for reinstatement until the cock crowed. Rose broke more Major League Baseball records than Maguire, Bonds, and Giambi broke blood vessels popping human growth hormones. Or Sammy Sosa did corked bats. Or like teamsters should have broken Jim Gray's legs after ambushing Rose during his one moment of acceptance back in 1999. Charlie Hustle deserves his time to shine. You need look no further than 4192: The Crowning of the Hit King, which is less documentary and more a detailed pro-Rose propaganda infomercial, to see why. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Pete Rose is inarguably one of the toughest workhorses ever to don a jersey, and the fact that baseball continues to hold up the ban and besmirch his legacy is about as laughable as "Two and Half Men" isn't. 4192 isn't some sort of dyslexic ode to Christopher Columbus. It's the moment when Pete Rose officially broke the record for most career hits. He finished his career with 4256, which is a number unlikely to be approached by modern players, due mostly to the fact that Rose accumulated them over 24 consecutive seasons of play. Which is also a record. He was the last player/manager ever to grace the field of baseball, finishing off his career where he started with the Cincinnati Reds. He is the winningest player EVER, in any sport, having participated in 1972 winning games. Like he breaks it down in the movie, imagine a player playing for 19 years and winning 100 games a season - which only one team has actually done ONCE in the past decade, the Yankees - and that player would still be 72 wins short. Rose accumulated three World Series victories, numerous batting awards, was voted Sportsman of the Year a bunch times, Sportsman of the DECADE for the 1970s. I mean, what's the only thing missing? Oh, right. A plaque in the Baseball Hall of Fame. I think Cooperstown's even got the space allotted for it; they're just waiting for the MLB to pull their fucking heads out of their asses. Rose's career was of course marred by controversy. Allegations were leveled at him about using a corked bat - you know, the same technique that Sosa used to break records - even though it's been scientifically proven by the guys of "Mythbusters" (OK, its not science but fuck you) that corked bats don't do shit. He was suspended for shoving an umpire during an argument. He admitted to using amphetamines during games and for weight loss. And most famously, he was banned from baseball for life by the William fucking Henry Harrison of Baseball Commissioners, A. Bartlett Giamatti, during his brief tenure for gambling on baseball. Yes. Pete Rose gambled on baseball. He has openly admitted this fact. On his own team in fact. To win. Sure, as a player-manager, he was in a position to influence his team's ability to win. BECAUSE THAT'S HIS FUCKING JOB. He's supposed to win the goddamn game. So sure, maybe it's a little shady that he gambled. But this is supposedly the most unforgivable mar against baseball? Sports are terrible these days. Players are accused of gambling, attempted murders, dogfighting, chemical enhancement, and actual murders. And that's just the Baltimore Ravens. Okay, it's the Eagles, fuck you. The only records broken in baseball lately have been done by guys juicing like an overworked smoothie attendant. Where are the heroes in baseball? You're telling me we're supposed to root for Curt Schilling, Derek Jeter, A-Rod, Manny Ramirez? You're out of your fucking mind. Pete Rose wasn't one of the talented players. He was an animal, hitting the ball and getting on base, and playing like his kids were tied up in a dynamite shack, and if he didn't win, KA-BOOM. He earned the nickname Charlie Hustle because he used to sprint to first on a walk. He was famous for sliding headfirst into the bags - whether he needed to or not. Even more famous, and probably the reason I love Rose the most, is during the All-Star Game when he came barreling into home to lay out catcher Ray Fosse. Fosse didn't even have the ball. Rose separated Fosse's shoulder and scored the winning run. Why I love Rose is that he checked to make sure Fosse was okay, but his response to the situation was, "If you see me coming, and you don't have the ball, get the hell out of the way." Major League Baseball wants an apology before they'll let Rose into the Hall of Fame. Otherwise, he's banned for life. Where he joins Mickey Mantle and Willie Mays, who were also banned for working as casino greeters. Of course, they were reinstated. Oh, and the owner he used to manage under, Marge Schott, who was banned from baseball for making anti-semitic and homophobic slurs. Of course, Marge was later reinstated. Because gambling on your own team to win is way worse than hate speech. Pete Rose might be a thug (also famous for leveling a second-baseman with an elbow to the face) and definitely a gambler, and more than likely a pill-popper. But he's also a phenomenal player. He turned teams around, notably the Philadelphia Phillies of the early '80s. He's also a bit of a whiner. He complained about having his consecutive hitting streak broken by Gene Garber when the pitcher struck him out in the 9th, which sounded like sour grapes. He's definitely lied about the gambling, and he might be an asshole. But you can't take away his decades worth of accomplishments because of one fucking mistake. Sean Penn repeatedly beat Robin Wright Penn, and we gave him an Oscar. So, forget all that other shit because Pete Rose is a fucking hell of a ball player. And that's what 4192 is about. It doesn't acknowledge or address the gambling or drug use or the corked bats or any of that jazz. It's simply about Rose's legendary accomplishments. It's hilarious to sit down and listen to Rose wax about his history. Some of the stories are gut-busting. And that's most of the documentary - Rose himself, with appearances by a few other players like Mike Schmidt and Tony Perez, as well as a strange cameo kind of narrative by J.K. Simmons. I'm not sure if it was like the Chevy Chase roast - nobody came - or because the filmmakers were working on a limited budget and couldn't get more interviews. Couple that with the complete rug-brushing of the controversy, and it comes off as a little more than a shoddy infomercial by a huckster preacher selling snake oil. But in actuality, I kind of like that about 4192. It's just about the fucking baseball and how great Rose is, and how ridiculous it is that he's not in the Hall of Fame. It's got tons of wonderful moments, particularly when Rose hit the 4000th hit and ended up on first base with his longtime pal Tony Perez, now playing for the other team. By the way, that 4191 record, set by the only other player to date to have broken 4000 hits? That would be none other than Ty Cobb, inarguably one of the finest players of baseball and another major record holder. Cobb was also an unapologetic racist who climbed into the stands during a game to beat the hell out of a jeering fan, crippled with no hands. Cobb repeatedly got into fights with black greensmen, bus operators, elevator operators, and sometimes their wives, who he used to choke if they got involved. Cobb also was accused of betting, but the allegations went away. And he once stabbed a black guy, who tried to break up a fight between Cobb and some of the hired help. That Ty Cobb. The first player voted into the Cooperstown Hall of Fame on practically every ballot. Drop the fucking ban, you hypocrites.
(de) wrote: It can be hard to evaluate a film such as this. Its striking realism is both a gift and a curse: seeing its protagonists in their naturally empty and shell-shocked state for much of the film doesn't make for entertaining viewing - nonetheless its emotional scenes pack such a weighty punch, heightened by Sheen and Bello's terrific performances, you can truly feel their agony.While the fallout from the unconscionable number of tragedies that inspired this film tends to focus mainly on the perpetrator, then on the victims and their families, "Beautiful Boy" wisely forces its audience to think about the side of the story that is rarely heard.
(fr) wrote: Very overrated. Some decent scenes of graphic violence ruined by an overly convoluted plot. Those looking for something as amazing as I Saw The Devil or The Raid, will have to keep looking.
(gb) wrote: Based on a true story of a woman with a loutish husband who develops a passion for photography. A lot of this feels rather familiar, and the film is a bit slow, but overall it's well done. As one would expect given the subject matter, the cinematography is excellent... although Troell falls into the common period film trap of overdoing the sepia tones. Performances and music are good. Very strong characterization. Nothing truly exceptional or special about the movie, but I liked it and found it moving at times.
(us) wrote: nothing brilliant , barely average .
(au) wrote: Apart from being a surprisingly great movie, Mickybo & Me, reminds me of my friend Nicky who went through the hardships of the sectarian divide in Belfast in 1970..
(ru) wrote: Stuck on You has a sweet little twist to the story, but mostly, it's plain dumb comedy
(gb) wrote: Yet another story of an insecure teenager dealing with wealthy adolescents and their after school life style. Predictable, endless coke parties and unrealistic scenarios.
(it) wrote: Awesome... Loved Kareena As causal....
(kr) wrote: Foarte frumos filmul
(ca) wrote: I remember liking this when I was younger.
(mx) wrote: This is the only X rated film that didn't make any money. This fact is a shame because this movie is great. Mary Woronov is a wonderful and sexy actress(and still is). IMDB label's the film as a horror movie which I guess it sort of is. The "death on camera" ritual grabs my attention the most. The porn industry alone brings in billions of dollars due to it's ability to show the world things that they want to see. Everything from home made tapes to sex with animals. This movie dives deep into this world. Wonderful piece of celluloid.
(fr) wrote: One of my all time favorite movies about one of my all time favorite cities. If a woman said, "I wanna get married in vegas with the guys in Elvis gear and the girls in show girl outfits." You know what I would say...
(jp) wrote: The dancing was okay, maybe? The rest of the film, though, was god-awful. Channing Tatum looked half-asleep through the majority of the film. On top of that, the film did everything it could cinematically to scream "He's the star!!!" as if that wasn't apparent from the billing. The story was almost literally thrown together and half-baked. I could count maybe three directions they were trying for, and they didn't decide on a single one. This film is a mess. You're better off watching paint dry.
(ru) wrote: Catfish is directed by Ariel Schulman and Henry Joost and produced by Andrew Jareck, Marc Smerling and the two directors. There is some debate on whether this film is real or fake and I thought after watching it, What do people actually think of this film? I am going to tell you what I think of it and you can either agree, disagree or sit on the middle fence. So, lets get started. I am more leaning against the fact that this is fake as filming started so early on in the friendship when Nev (the main actor) added them as a friend on Facebook. Secondly, why is an 8 year old talking to a man in his 20's, I mean how did she get his contact details, an 8 year old should not be on Facebook anyway! She (Abby) has so much contact with him with sending him the packages. Thirdly, if someone turned up at your doorstep with obvious cameras would you be so welcoming to them and if you were cat fishing, surely you would be nervous and not openly welcoming. A few other things did stand out to the audience such as Megan not being real, The fake band and Anthony was a disabled boy the Cat fisher had to look after and the fact that Abby's personality was not real and 'her' artwork was actually her mothers. The thing that gave this away was when Nev asked Abby, "so do you paint a lot?" she replies with a short pause and "you're confusing me" instantly suggesting that her mother was cat fishing and the child had nothing to do with the incident on Facebook.On the other hand, the things that were real was obviously Abby was a real person, The two brothers were real, The building that was supposedly a gallery for 'Abby's' artwork although they did not own it (empty for 4 years) and cat fishing does happen.