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Patsy 2022-04-19 09:01:22
movies i like
During the American Civil War, John Carter, an anti-war cavalryman, inadvertently passed through the Ninth Beam to Mars (Barsoom), and exhibited superhuman behavior on the planet due to poor gravity and density. Although he cannot protect his wife and children from the disaster of war on Earth...
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Scot 2022-03-17 09:01:03
invisible hand
Question the world, question the meaning of human existence. Human beings in the world, regardless of war, peace, pleasure, suffering, what is the meaning of the sky in which we live. The envoy of Thern commented on Carter, you have no faith. Faith may give people a sense of survival, but believing...
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Clay 2021-10-20 19:03:01
Adapted from "The Princess of Mars" (which happens to be the 100th anniversary of its publication), directed by Wall-e and "Finding Nemo". The taste of the movie is very classic, even if someone judges it as vulgar and interesting, it is also very atmospheric and it is worth watching.
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Jean 2021-10-20 19:03:01
woola! The 3d effect is almost white, but the classic sci-fi novels are finally on the big screen and it is gratifying. What a classic crossing
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Dalton: [back at Carter's estate, Dalton reads from Carter's will] And lastly, I hereby direct, that my estate shall be held in trust for twenty five years. The income to benefit my beloved nephew, Edgar Rice Burroughs. At the end of which term, the principal will revert to him, in full.
Edgar Rice Burroughs: [Burroughs looks shocked] Of course, I always adored him, but it's been so long. Why me?
Dalton: He never offered an explanation, I never asked him for one.
[Dalton passes an old looking journal to Burroughs]
Dalton: It was his private journal. He was most explicit that you, and only you, would read its contents. You might possibly find some kind of explanation in here. I'll leave you now.
[Dalton stands and offers his hand to Burroughs]
Dalton: Again, my condolences.
[Dalton turns and leaves]
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John Carter: [voice over] My dear Edgar, I remember how I used to take you on my knee and tell you wild tales, which you always did me the great courtesy of believing. Now you are grown, time and space have parted us, but I reach out across that distance, to that same wide eyed boy and ask him to believe me once more. This wild tale begins thirteen years ago, in the Arizona Territory, between the Pinaleño Mountains and the backside of hell.
