Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year
It's Christmastime in the Hundred Acre Wood and all of the gang is getting ready with presents and decorations. The gang makes a list of what they want for Christmas and send it to Santa Claus - except that Pooh forgot to ask for something. So he heads out to retrieve the letter and get it to Santa by Christmas...which happens to be tomorrow!
- Stars:Jim Cummings, Peter Cullen, John Fiedler, Michael Gough, William Green, Nikita Hopkins, Ken Sansom, Kath Soucie, Michael York, Paul Winchell,
- Director:Gary Katona, Ed Wexler, Jamie Mitchell,
- Writer:Brian Hohlfeld, Ted Henning, Karl Geurs, Mark Zaslove
Ring in the season with Winnie The Pooh in a holiday adventure. . You can read more in Google, Youtube, Wiki
Winnie the Pooh: A Very Merry Pooh Year torrent reviews
(kr) wrote: A good film with a message. Apparently a remake of a Tamil film. Jacky Bhagnani's best film till date.
(es) wrote: Una propuesta interesante y a mi punto de vista bien lograda. Las actuaciones son buenas, al igual que el guin y el desarrollo. Vale la pena darle un vistazo.
(de) wrote: The director of [REC] is back with the creepy "While You Sleep". "Its dedication to psychological disease and escalating panic results in a tremendously satisfying feature, low-key but splendidly sinister." "Clever suspense cinema with a gleam in its eye and ice in its heart. Hitchcock himself would be proud, and maybe shocked."
(au) wrote: alot better then i expected worth a watch or two
(kr) wrote: Incredible, a true masterpiece beyond comprehension, watch it with your heart and feel the love that emanates out of here like a light shines through the cracks of a dusty old house. I believe it's been 8 years since I saw this film, and it is more than a film, it's a way of life, you see love is the key subject of Bambi 2, and it hammers it across in home run fashion.Watch it, savor it, feel it, believe it, absorb it and let it transcend you into a better person. Better than the first by a mile that is certain.
(au) wrote: Even as a purely popcorn movie it's bad
(br) wrote: Anti-War Photographer ?War Photographer.? By Jimmy So For years, young and impressionable photojournalists talked about a documentary that unmasks an enigma. James Nachtwey is a war photographer, which is something that every cub photojournalist wants to be, if they can; and most think they can. All they need is guts and the desire to save the world, and everyone thinks they have both. Christian Frei?s War Photographer would show them how it?s done. For those who dubbed a copy from friends who owned the $221 VHS, their lives were said to have changed forever. War Photographer became a cult classic. This was before the DVD release. After the DVD came out, the film has become what it always has been ? a moderately innovative piece of documentary that is interesting to, well, cub photographers. Frei?s film is not bad at showing how Nachtwey takes photos. It employs, at times, a micro-video camera mounted on Nachtwey?s camera, showing, with a few degrees of difference from parallax, what Nachtwey sees in his viewfinder. We hear his breath as clearly as we hear our own, see his position and timing, and sometimes can even make out the exposure. This, most certainly, is a cub?s dream come true. But that?s as much help as the film provides, because War Photographer becomes rambling when Frei tries to explore Nachtwey?s psychology. Everyone wants to know how to be the Messiah. Not everyone can. It requires one to answer no less than the riddles of life, including ?am I doing the right thing?? and ?is it worth it?? The cubs expect Nachtwey to give them the answers, but he has few. ?The worst thing is to feel that as a photographer I am benefiting from someone else's tragedy. This idea haunts me,? the war photographer said, reciting, near the end of the film, from an essay he wrote in 1985 shortly before becoming a member of Magnum. Of course, he has not been able to stop wars, and it is questionable whether he?s saved any lives with his photos. He might have only provided a pastime for affluent Americans ? the film?s ?climax? shows champagne-toting gallery-goers attending Nachtwey?s exhibition opening at the International Center of Photography. What is undeniable is that Nachtwey?s photographs are exceedingly beautiful. That is not a small accomplishment, but that is a big portion of the accomplishment. So why do pictures matter? ------------------ Inferno is Nachtwey?s legacy. It is a massive 15? by 11? by 2? book clothed in black. Composed as an epic of earthly agony, Inferno is so terrible a book that it is actually worthy of its namesake. Cubs pine after and comb over Inferno. They let out a ?wow? here and a ?wow? there as they comb. They might even let out a teardrop or two. One image they might ?wow? over has the caption ?a starving man crawled towards an emergency feeding center in Ayod.? Yet the man is beyond starving. His skeleton is covered by his skin and flesh as well as his suffering is concealed from us. He has no lips to hide his teeth. The photograph ? like all of the images in Inferno ? is in serene black and white, composed and exposed like an Ansel Adams print, and conveys a surreal, elegiac beauty. Another Inferno image is captioned: ?A scarred Hutu man who did not support the genocide in Rwanda had been imprisoned in a concentration camp in Nyanza and had his face mutilated with machetes.? The scars ? four long, deep cuts across the profile of his head, are still coarse, and stares back at the viewer as surely as the man?s eyes stare sadly out of the frame. Cubs envy Nachtwey?s experience. I did, when I first saw Inferno as a 19-year-old university student and photographer at the school newspaper. I guess in essence I wanted to see people suffer and to actively seek that experience. I sought it by volunteering at a food bank and an overnight homeless shelter. I asked people questions and I collected stories ? stories of junkies, kids rebelling against any and everyone older, dealers in the game, dropouts who still have dreams but see them get trampled on every day. I might not have contributed to their suffering, but I wanted so much to experience and document their plight that the more I heard them suffer, the more satisfied I was. And I kept wanting. I was addicted and I couldn?t stay detached or even keep my head straight. In the movie, Nachtwey said: ?Before I could persuade anyone I had to persuade myself that I could do this job.? I couldn?t do this job. Nachtwey is quiet, and he does not brag. One imagines that emotional maturity like his can be learned, but I sure as hell couldn?t learn it, and I think it is more easily born into. Whether very many cubs can capture Nachtwey?s discipline and attitude is questionable; he is one-of-a-kind. The Nachtwey in War Photographer is polite, patient, a loner, and, as many critics of the documentary have disappointingly expressed, a mystery. He?s not detached, but he doesn?t lose his head. How does he do it? It?s a mystery. When I watched War Photographer for the first time, I was alarmed at Nachtwey?s reclusion, and I was worried that he does not release his emotions easily or regularly. We don?t see him seeking any catharsis; instead he is singularly focused. We think he might be emotionally unhealthy. I have seen precious few people like Nachtwey, but I imagine that there?s a word for his type: Genius. I imagine the archetypal Artist must be like Nachtwey. Anyhow, he is uncommon enough to be a suspect. The type of ?art? he chose just happened to be war photography. ----------------- That is not to say that we know the portrayal of Nachtwey offered in War Photographer is definitive. Any way, he is rather uninteresting. He says few things of much interest and doesn?t offer much wit or originality. We do well to return to his work alone. W. H. Auden said: ?We want a poem to be beautiful, that is to say, a verbal earthly paradise, a timeless world of pure play, which gives us delight ? at the same time we want a poem to be true, that is to say, to provide us with some kind of revelation about our life which will show us what life is really like and free us from self enchantment and deception.? If one replaces ?poem? with ?photo,? one would describe Nachtwey?s work well. (OK, you have to replace ?verbal? with ?visual,? too.) The inclusion into the realm of art is more quality than kind, more quality than intent, and more quality than perception. Nachtwey?s photographs are so good they?re more than photojournalism. Nachtwey does not consider his work art (as he said in War Photographer) and we do not generally respond to it as art. But journalism doesn?t normally stick around. Art lasts much longer. Not even War Photographer will be around very long. But I think Inferno will stick around for some time.
(ca) wrote: Pick up lines and relationships
(ru) wrote: Different/Not Bad/Just OK/Didn't Really Liked...
(ag) wrote: what a beautiful movie
(ru) wrote: Tuesday, August 28, 2012 (1986) Rad FAMILY I remember the first time I had seen this was at school chosen by a favorite teacher of mine who also has a son whose the same age as me, and all I've got to say is that it's one of those movies where the acting has to be secondary before the stunts since it's using actual BMX riders to carry the entire movie as opposed to seeing all those BMX stunts done on 'youtube' or on 'documentaries'. This was what my peers during the 1980's had, and it is a similar method to what most action films coming out of Hong Kong during the 70's 80's and 90's where the action and comedy scenes are thought of first before the story and the acting. I just wish there were less acting and more stunts than what the movie showed. 2.5 out of 4 stars
(ca) wrote: Conveys the ancient wisdom of the primitives who relish dream time and have found a way to dignify the different stages of life with meaningful rituals"
(ca) wrote: College student whose a paintball gun expert gets mixed up in espionage plot while visiting Europe.
(nl) wrote: Intense, violent, and fun, 300 benefits heavily from its r-rating and a strong leading performance from Gerard Butler. Historical inaccuracies aside, this is, in the words of Craig Ferguson, "A great f*cking movie".