Paris Van Dyke

Paris Van Dyke

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  • Height: 4' 9" (1.45 m)
  • Extended Reading
    • Scotty 2022-04-23 07:01:14

      Why does everyone like to sing the opposite of worry?

      Do you have worries or joy in your mind?
      "Remember the funny movie where the dog died?" -by Sadness

      watching a cartoon with her child, but she has been busy looking for tissues in the dark theater, tears can't stop dripping... but whenever she sees talking When you were so worried, you couldn't...

    • Maia 2022-04-19 09:01:17

      you are many you

      One of the best movies I've seen in years. So many details that struck me as the writers knew about humans. The beast trapped in the subconscious mind, the memory ball that was cleared, the little friend imagined in childhood in the memory burial ground, the derailment and disconnection of the...

    • Gayle 2021-10-20 18:59:35

      Pixar's first animation without a villain is also its most daring work. The whole film is under the young adventure stories for children, it is full of extraordinary imagination and creativity from life that only adults can experience, core memory, individual islands, abstract spaces, dream studios, and subconscious minds. Prison, the abyss of oblivion... And as always, the laughter and touch made him successfully squeeze into the Pixar TOP list.

    • Jamir 2021-10-20 18:59:36

      The inner drama headed by happiness not only matches the one-way purity of children, but also directly responds to the out-of-control positive thinking in the American feel good culture. The cruelty of growth lies not in the external conflicts, but also in the internal fall, collapse, and perish, but also in the complex that cannot be classified within and outside the five inner and outer parts, which, based on imagination, wanders through abstraction, contrasts and accompanies itself. Will your lover die for you, maybe, but there is one that died for you early, in your own oblivion.

    Inside Out quotes

    • Anger: This is ridiculous! We can't even get a good night's sleep anymore. Time to take action!

      [Anger grabs an idea bulb from the shelf]

      Anger: Stupid Mom and Dad. If they hadn't moved us, none of this would have happened. Who's with me?

      [Anger gestures the idea to Fear]

      Fear: Um... mmmmmmmmm... Nnnnnnnn... no.

      [Anger gestures the idea to Disgust]

      Disgust: ...Yeah, okay. Let's do it.

      [Anger puts the idea bulb into the console. Outside, Riley gets the idea and opens up her laptop]

      Anger: She took it. There is no turning back.

      Disgust: So... how are we going to get to Minnesota from here?

      Anger: Well, why don't we go down to the elephant lot and rent an elephant?

      Fear: Hey! That sounds nice!

      Anger: WE'RE TAKING THE BUS, NITWIT!

      [Riley is looking up bus information on the San Francisco Greyhound Bus website]

      Anger: There is a bus leaving tomorrow. Perfect!

      Disgust: A ticket costs money. How do we get money?

      Anger: Mom's purse.

      [Disgust gasps in horror]

      Disgust: You wouldn't!

      Anger: Oh, but I would. Where was it we saw it last?

      [Anger recalls a memory of where the purse was. However, the memory of the Triple Dent Gum commercial comes up and its annoying song begins to play. Anger immediately becomes annoyed and slams on the console, startling Fear]

      Anger: NO!

    • [as Riley is about to become permanently depressed, Joy and Sadness arrive back at Headquarters by flinging themselves into the window. They manage to hold on for dear life]

      Disgust: It's Joy!

      [Anger runs off to grab a chair]

      Anger: Stand back!

      [Anger violently throws the chair at the window, to no avail]

      Disgust: That worked.

      [Anger begins to get irritated and his head begins to smoulder]

      Anger: Well, what would you do if you're so smart?

      [Disgust smiles, realizing the opportunity]

      Disgust: I'd tell you, but you're too dumb to understand.

      Anger: WHAT?

      Disgust: Of course your tiny brain is confused. Guess I'LL just have to dumb it down to your level!

      [as Anger's head begins to smoulder even more, he looks at Disgust in complete rage]

      Disgust: Sorry I don't speak moron as well as you, but lemme try! Duuuuuhhhhhh!

      [Anger begins to scream in rage as flames erupt from the top of his head]

      Anger: ARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHH!

      [Disgust flips on a visor helmet and holds Anger against the window. The flames shooting out of the top of his head break the window. Fear and Disgust help Joy and Sadness inside]