A Star Wars és Shakespeare meditatív találkozása egy rövidfilmben. Semmi pörgés, csak az irodalom.
6 hozzászólás a “Rövidfilm: Squad Leader TD-73028 Soliloquy” bejegyzéshez
human: apro gond a video beagyazasaval… kb 2x1cm nagy :D Csak gondoltam szolok… :)
Human!csak jelzem..nekem is..
Ki a kicsit nem becsüli a nagyot nem érdemli.
Amúgy tényleg nem stimmel a méret amennyiben nem egy hangya nézi. Akkor viszont IMAX.
javítva :)
Az első szó ami eszembe jutott :ZSENIÀLIS.
The question is: is it better to be alive or dead? Is it nobler to put up with all the nasty things that luck throws your way, or to fight against all those troubles by simply putting an end to them once and for all? Dying, sleeping—that’s all dying is—a sleep that ends all the heartache and shocks that life on earth gives us—that’s an achievement to wish for. To die, to sleep—to sleep, maybe to dream. Ah, but there’s the catch: in death’s sleep who knows what kind of dreams might come, after we’ve put the noise and commotion of life behind us. That’s certainly something to worry about. That’s the consideration that makes us stretch out our sufferings so long. After all, who would put up with all life’s humiliations—the abuse from superiors, the insults of arrogant men, the pangs of unrequited love, the inefficiency of the legal system, the rudeness of people in office, and the mistreatment good people have to take from bad—when you could simply take out your knife and call it quits? Who would choose to grunt and sweat through an exhausting life, unless they were afraid of something dreadful after death, the undiscovered country from which no visitor returns, which we wonder about without getting any answers from and which makes us stick to the evils we know rather than rush off to seek the ones we don’t? Fear of death makes us all cowards, and our natural boldness becomes weak with too much thinking. Actions that should be carried out at once get misdirected, and stop being actions at all. (No Fear Shakespeare)
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human: apro gond a video beagyazasaval… kb 2x1cm nagy :D Csak gondoltam szolok… :)
Human!csak jelzem..nekem is..
Ki a kicsit nem becsüli a nagyot nem érdemli.
Amúgy tényleg nem stimmel a méret amennyiben nem egy hangya nézi. Akkor viszont IMAX.
javítva :)
Az első szó ami eszembe jutott :ZSENIÀLIS.
The question is: is it better to be alive or dead? Is it nobler to put up with all the nasty things that luck throws your way, or to fight against all those troubles by simply putting an end to them once and for all? Dying, sleeping—that’s all dying is—a sleep that ends all the heartache and shocks that life on earth gives us—that’s an achievement to wish for. To die, to sleep—to sleep, maybe to dream. Ah, but there’s the catch: in death’s sleep who knows what kind of dreams might come, after we’ve put the noise and commotion of life behind us. That’s certainly something to worry about. That’s the consideration that makes us stretch out our sufferings so long. After all, who would put up with all life’s humiliations—the abuse from superiors, the insults of arrogant men, the pangs of unrequited love, the inefficiency of the legal system, the rudeness of people in office, and the mistreatment good people have to take from bad—when you could simply take out your knife and call it quits? Who would choose to grunt and sweat through an exhausting life, unless they were afraid of something dreadful after death, the undiscovered country from which no visitor returns, which we wonder about without getting any answers from and which makes us stick to the evils we know rather than rush off to seek the ones we don’t? Fear of death makes us all cowards, and our natural boldness becomes weak with too much thinking. Actions that should be carried out at once get misdirected, and stop being actions at all. (No Fear Shakespeare)