Christian Kahrmann

Christian Kahrmann

  • Born: 1972-6-19
  • Height: 6' 3¼" (1.91 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Tyra 2022-04-19 09:01:21

      Commentary on the end of tearing - it's all for love╮(╯_╰)╭

      The explanation of the comment title is that this person is completely HC's heart to turn out this film and watch it. After TDK hit the air, everyone was discussing Heath's clown, but I fell in love with Uncle Bale in it. I browsed the forum and saw it. Many people describe him this way: "Has a...

    • Nikita 2022-04-22 07:01:03

      Dystopian Batman

      One, the male lead is better than in Batman. The Joker in The Dark Knight is better than Batman.
      Two, you should really watch it. . Not only the scenes and plots in it always remind people of our modern history, but the people in it even combine gun-playing with martial arts, and there is a bit of...

    • Issac 2021-10-20 19:02:05

      The modern version of "Nineteen Eighty Four" is nothing but a perfect ending, relying on an invulnerable hero.

    • Clement 2022-03-25 09:01:05

      The degree of boring and nonsense of this film is that just making the master's handsome shots into a dynamic album is also just as interesting~~ The most terrible thing is that if the master is really sweeping so much, then this movie is at least half shorter~ ~~Tsk! I love your naked upper body more than your well-dressed face ← this is the biggest attraction! 【roll!

    Equilibrium quotes

    • Mary: Let me ask you something.

      [Grabs his hand]

      Mary: Why are you alive?

      John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.

      Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?

      John Preston: What's the point of your existence?

      Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

    • Partridge: You always knew.

      [begins to read from Yeats]

      Partridge: "But I, being poor, have only my dreams. I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." I assume you dream, Preston.