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Deron 2022-03-19 09:01:07
I'm really full of feelings now. I went to the cinema to watch a movie when I was fine. Then I cried and cried when I saw it. Then I sat and didn't walk around and clap after watching,...
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Winona 2022-03-19 09:01:07
Inspirational films of this type are always similar, but I still can’t help but want to...
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Juvenal 2022-03-18 09:01:05
More and more like this kind of real-life movie adaptation, although chicken soup, but raising...
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Jada 2022-03-18 09:01:05
8.0 What is more interesting is that the prototype of the characters was finally released, and the current situation of each person was also explained in the subtitles. It’s not the kind of ending that you can imagine that you turned your entire life trajectory through cross-country running. Except for Jose becoming a reporter for the Los Angeles Times, the other members still stayed at McFarlane, a police detective, and a regional chairman. The three were teaching at McFarlane Middle School,...
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Shawna 2022-03-17 09:01:06
Inspirational, passionate youth running, they ran out of a different future, they drank this bowl of chicken soup inadvertently, let’s not say, I ran a few laps and came back...
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Junior 2022-03-17 09:01:06
Sports inspirational films, Disney's warmth, real adaptations, everything is like a plot in a routine, and it can still be moved and inspired. #想make a Disney...
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Morgan 2022-03-16 09:01:05
"Run forward to meet cold eyes and ridicule", this song is just right. The small plots are still relatively old-fashioned, such as being despised by masters and forgetting birthdays. ....
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Archibald 2022-03-16 09:01:05
Every time I watch sports themes, I can be moved to...
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Norberto 2022-03-15 09:01:05
What else is there to tell the true story? The whole film has a beautiful yellow tone. It is both dusk and sunrise. It depends on how you treat...
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Trever 2022-03-15 09:01:05
True story...
McFarland, USA Comments
Extended Reading
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Maria Marisol: [reading Jose Cardenas's paper] We fly like blackbirds through the orange groves, floating on a warm wind. When we run, we own the earth. The land is ours. We speak the birds' language. Not immigrant no more. No stupid Mexicans. When we run, our spirits fly. We speak to the gods. When we run, we are the gods.
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Maria Marisol: Welcome to McFarland, Blanco.