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Linwood 2021-12-30 17:21:10
Gently Johnny by Paul Giovanni
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I put my hand on her knee
And she says
Do you want to see
I put my hand on her breast
And she says
Do you want to kiss
Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny, my jingle
I put my hand on her thigh
And she says
Do you want to try
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Jessika 2021-12-30 17:21:10
Sacrifice
A movie nearly thirty years ago is still regarded as a classic and remade. Moreover, it is a movie favored by the American cold metal group Agalloch. This 1973 version of "The Wicker Man" is worth a product. After watching, I checked the relevant film reviews and saw that the film style was...
Ian Campbell
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Brent 2022-03-27 09:01:06
It took 800 years of climbing on the electric donkey to climb down and I watched it with excitement, but I found that the shock had been brought out by the Cage version of the wicker man. . . Faith is a scary thing. . But the original sound is really good. After the film, I have to climb the OST again. .
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Katrine 2021-12-30 17:21:10
The film is always in a wonderfully intertwined state of joy and peacefulness and eerie and weird atmosphere. This strong contrast and contrast culminates at the end of the film. The police are trapped in the burning wicker man waiting for death, but the villagers form a circle. Singing and dancing to celebrate the sacrificial ceremonies, you can imagine what a destructive and horrible effect this will create in their hearts for those Christian audiences.
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Lord Summerisle: Welcome, fool. You have come of your own free will to the appointed place. The game is over.
Sergeant Howie: Game? What game?
Lord Summerisle: The game of the hunted leading the hunter. You came here to find Rowan Morrison, but it is we who have found you and brought you here and controlled your every thought and action since you arrived. Principally, we persuaded you to think that Rowan Morrison was being held as a sacrifice because our crops failed last year.
Sergeant Howie: I know your crops failed. I saw the harvest photograph.
Lord Summerisle: Oh, yes. They failed, all right. Disastrously so. For the first time since my grandfather came here. The blossom came, but the fruit withered and died on the bough. That must not happen again this year. It is our most earnest belief that the best way of preventing this is to offer to our god of the sun and to the goddess of our orchards the most acceptable sacrifice that lies in our power.
