So many familiar faces, so kind

Ericka 2022-01-27 08:23:24

The movie that made up for Yimei recently was directed at Yimei's eyes. I didn't expect this movie to be incredibly warm to watch. It's good to watch old movies, the familiar faces are too kind.

The main actor Moore is not impressed, but his face is very familiar. Back then, it was the standard white-faced scholar image. The £34,000 terrier that I got in the end really made me laugh. Good luck is the real good luck in the end.

Nina Emily Mortimer is so sweet and so skinny. Except for the nurse whose acting skills exploded in the confinement island, there seems to be no work that is too impressive.

Michael Sheen is brilliant and gay comes alive. What I like most is the appearance of the vampire leader in the twilight, and his eyes are full of emotion.

Agatha's image is too retro, it is the exclusive beauty face of that era.

The always drunk Colonel, Mr. Slughorn from Harry Potter, this old man is so daft and cute.

The newspaper manager, the brain doctor in Fifty First Loves, speaks like a cannonball, with a sense of joy.

David Tennant as ginger, Barty Crouch Jr. in Harry Potter, staring at him and licking his tongue is so classic. This guy was also a prosperous beauty when he was young.

The customs officer, the old man who detained the adam novel, is the butler in Downton Abbey.

The mother of the girl who stayed at Agatha on the pole was Ron's mother in Harry Potter.

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Bright Young Things quotes

  • Simon Balcairn: [Telling his fake news story] The most shocking orgy since the days of Sodom and Gomorrah rocked society last night.

    Typist: Hold the presses, get down to compositing. Now.

    Simon Balcairn: The vulgar evangelist, Mrs. Melrose Ape, proudly revealed that her angels were no more than underage adornments on sale to the highest bidder. Meanwhile, tears coursing down her face, the honorable Agatha... , whose repulsive liason with the Prime Minister shocked the nation this week, bewailed her, quote: "Ruined, bogus, vapid, bogus, and worthless life," unquote.

    [pause]

    Simon Balcairn: Yes, two boguses. Lady Maitland, shrieking of her terrible dependence upon cocaine powder, threw off her Schiaparelli ball gown and stood naked upon the dance floor, an example quickly followed by old and young alike until only the servants remained clothed. And grotesquely hairy Archie Schwert, swinging naked from the chandelier, screamed that all his money derived from prostitution and the opium trade. Lady Maitland's son Miles howled and howled and confessed to an intimate beastliness involving five guardsmen of the royal household, two marines, and a brick layer from Hattersfield. Nina Blount... Nina Blount grasped her stomach, screamed she was a whore, and misquoted several lines of Lady MacBeth whilst Adam Fenwick-Symes cried on heaven to bear witness to his talentless penury and hopeless illiteracy.

  • Simon Balcairn: [Telling his fake news story] Never, never, never have such scenes been witnessed in high society, that uneasy alliance between Bright Young Things and old survivors. Perhaps this was the defining moment of our epoch of speed and syncopation. This so-called 20th century of angst, neurosis and panic. Reader be glad that you have nothing to do with this world. Its glamour is a delusion, its speed a snare, its music a scream of fear. Faster and faster they swirl, sickening themselves with every turn. The faster the ride, the greater the nausea, the terror, and the shame.

    [pause]

    Simon Balcairn: Stop. Yes, that's it. Good night.