In our brief testing, we found that the app was able to switch pretty quickly
between scenes like portraits and food.
Sound bleeds
between scenes like smoke wafting between rooms — a haze of creativity.
Not exact matches
«They put him in the back in the
scene between Adam and I and when the trailer first came out I got a little picture where he had kind of circled this blur in the back and he's
like, «That's me!»»
It was
like that
scene in Mars Attacks, the part
between the Martian ambassador's warm greeting and the peace dove getting disintegrated in mid-air with his ray gun.
I remember watching WWF (before it was WWE) as a kid, Roddy Piper, Hitman Hart etc and you'd get the camera going backstage into a soap opera
like drama, arguments
between fighters, The Million Dollar Man stole an ambulance after a fight in a staged kidnap
scene etc..................................
«You have no idea of the extent of the behind - the -
scenes bonding that has gone on
between Nick and Cameron, as well as Nick and other Tories
like Osborne,» says a well - connected Lib Dem frontbencher.
VC: Well, there is a constant battle going on behind the
scenes, which often... Sometimes
between us and the Conservatives, sometimes... I've been involved in a big battle over immigration caps and I have won that argument and that was mainly with the Conservative colleagues, but I had some allies
like Oliver Letwin.
Enjoy several ways to get the perfect shots, including the ability to switch your phone
between standard and vertical shooting and unlimited low angle shooting for pictures that let you experience a
scene like never before.
Between what goes on behind the
scenes to create my blog photography and the steps I'm taking in my career - I'd
like to share what I've learnt from my achievements, as well as my «Homer - DOH!»
We went behind the
scenes with each of them, to find out what it's
like to work in wine — from siphoning the wine from the barrels to finding the perfect wine and food pairing, and everything in
between.
Instead of walking through a haunted house, you're treated to a 25 minute hayride through various spooky
scenes like «purgatory», «House of the Horsemen», «Seven Sins Sideshow», and «In
Between Dark Maze.»
It's the first matchmaking app to hook deeply into our culture: creating a flirt
scene between athletes at the Olympics, importing randiness to Coachella (traffic on Tinder spikes during big festivals) and spawning knockoffs
like a Jewish dating app (JSwipe) and the parody video «Kinder» for kids» play dates.
Arty visuals of things
like the sunset or
scenes of nature may set a mood or serve as breathing space
between the heavy dramatic sequences but they do get in the way and distract.
Lister - Jones is also generous enough an auteur to allow for memorable moments from others, whether it's hilarious bits from the
likes of Retta (as Anna and Ben's unlucky marriage counselor), Brooklyn Decker, and Jamie Chung; the escalating weirdness of Armisen (who was, of course, a seasoned indie - band drummer before he turned to acting and comedy); or a knockout dramatic
scene between Pally and the great comedian Susie Essman as Ben's mother, who provides some invaluable advice.
The film doesn't use sound anything
like as effectively as Leone, but the fight
scenes feel brutal and realistic, particularly in the final showdown (s)
between Carver and Gideon.
Still, the film never quite nails down an overall tone, building to two powerful
scenes closing out the second act and warming up the third: one
between Gerry and his ex-wife (Robin Weigert, looking nothing
like «Deadwood's» Calamity Jane) heartbreaking and tense, the other at a sparsely attended horse track with Gerry and Curtis seemingly all but solidifying their own sad fates.
Arizona Dream is much
like a dream as it jumps from
scene to
scene and we don't know what happened in
between.
Some of the banter
between Ruth and the jaded cop named Det. William Bendix (Gary Anthony Williams, TMNT: Out of the Shadows — yes, William Bendix,
like the classic film actor) on the case offer some insights on where the film could have found its comedic spark, but even those
scenes lose flavor when we see that cop break down in anguish because of his own personal relationship issues bubbling up to the surface.
You
like scenes when a superhero has to choose
between killing a villain and letting him live?
As the movie plods on, the jokes start to fall flat... Worst of all is a centerpiece
scene, when Ben has to pretend to be a mafioso (but sounds more
like a cross
between Martin and Lewis), when Crystal is so unfunny that you almost feel sorry for him.
Scenes like a fight
between the old predators and the new ones are strictly unnecessary fan service and are only really worthy of Rodriguez.
MacFarlane gets an impressive amount of comic mileage from having a plush toy talk
like a Boston low - life, though for gut laughs nothing compares to the brutal, frantic, and completely wordless fight
scene between Wahlberg and his little buddy in a cheap hotel room.
Buoyed by a winning cast, The Overnight unfolds a bit
like a really, really long and drawn - out and kooky foreplay session, with the sexual tension
between all parties rising nicely notch by notch with each passing
scene.
Though obvious from start to finish - it's little more than a Public Service Announcement - there are a few moments in this that are thought - provoking: how these starlets balance their «jobs» and personal relationships (Silguero's boyfriend is clearly bothered by her sleeping with so many other people), how they regard each other (none of them
likes Belle Knox, the famous Duke student who turned to porn) and especially how they view the difference
between «on - screen performing» and «real - life romance» (I found the
scene of the one girl awkwardly trying to get a male waiter's number to be completely adorable).
Like «The Quick and the Dead,» Desperado wavers uneasily
between myth making and parody, so that too many
scenes drag on long after they've lost their punch.
Moving
between these three women is the maid, who tends the dying woman in her agony and, in one stunning
scene, holding her to her naked bosom
like a mother holding a child.
From the moment we're introduced to the war
between the Assassins and Templars, the film never lets up, and
scene bleeds into
scene, much
like a Christopher Nolan film, before the film just abruptly ends, and you realise you never got a chance to catch your breath.
The relationship of violent subjection
between Jasna and the boys she so desperately tries to woo is so revolting (the last
scene is a simultaneous sucker punch on screen and on the viewer) because it feels
like home.
Between the heavy voiceover narration, the multiple literary lectures (Scott Speedman turns up as the teacher who provides the allusions), and the stilted
scenes of Bolger and her friends hanging out, the film plays
like TV - movie gothic, plodding along to the expected revelations and bloodlettings.
The battle
scenes between the military's exosuit army and the mimic aliens are the absolute highlights of the film, delivering what feels
like a technologically upgraded battle from World War II.
Its baseball
scenes almost tertiary to the friendship
between a pitcher and his catcher (and the catcher and his hooker girlfriend), the picture feels a little
like Of Mice and Men (complete with Steinbeck's low American primitivism) in the doomed relationship
between a blue - collar man and his retarded friend.
Condon also
likes to punctuate
scenes with shortcut symbolism by having characters wear t - shirts with various icons or having walls painted with various iconic figures in history (Che Guevara, Albert Einstein) as a way to draw parallels
between Assange's story and the fight for information throughout history.
There's a strange disconnect
between the
scenes of Jackie awkwardly performing comedy routines, which play
like De Niro gamely reading material on «Saturday Night Live,» and the more authentic moments of Jackie going about his life as a seventysomething man who still has a lot left to prove.
She moves easily
between reality and fantasy, nails the
scene where Hush Puppy finally meets her mother, handles the crying
scenes like a pro, and has the ability to read the beautiful lines of dialogue by Luci Alibar and Zeitlin with the kind of feeling and maturity of a much older actress.
And while there's a nicely tentative quality to the
scenes between Bob and Erik (whose wounded ambition is perfect for the handsomely bland Hartnett), the movie hits another level when it's behind the closed boardrooms of editors and publishers, and where characters
like Alan Alda's managing editor can be observed manipulating people
like a man calmly poking snakes in a box.
The movie is comprised mainly of
scenes between Mike and Chris talking in the prison visitation room, and in that regard, it feels a lot
like a stage play, although not quite as contained.
No more than ten minutes later there was a
scene lasting five whole minutes (it felt
like hours) wherein the walking fat joke of a character (who nevertheless becomes a full - fledged lifeguard because he has «determination») gets his erect penis and testicles stuck in
between the panels of a wooden beach chair and a hot female lifeguard and Dwayne Johnson proceed to try and coach him through the situation while a beach worth of spectators look on and take video with their phones.
Other additions within «Ultimate Edition» are minor,
like an extra phone call
between Martha Kent and her super son Clark, or a few more
scenes with Laurence Fishburne's Perry White complaining about reporter Clark being distracted with investigating Gotham's obvious crime problem.
Among the supporting players, the movies sees fine performances from the
likes of Diane Lane as Rusty's sometimes girlfriend, the then - little - known
likes of Nicolas Cage (Coppola's nephew and the son of August), Chris Penn and Vincent Spano as members of Rusty's gang, Laurence Fishburne as a local go -
between and Sofia Coppola, billed as Domino, who is funny and charming in a few brief
scenes as Lane's bratty younger sister.
«There are no dramatic new features,» admitted, Ebihara, «but there's a reliable sort of fun here,
like there always is,
between the new action
scenes and the charming story.
The
scene plays out less
like a depiction of the justice system at work than as a messy encounter
between lawless figures with no sense of a constructive solution.
Between O'Kane and Murray's combined work, grisly
scenes like Natalie cutting off her own infected arm with an electric kitchen knife becomes so ridiculously cringe - worthy in the best possible way.
The idea behind the
scene is funny, because what can we expect from a movie
like Cop Out, which quickly establishes a nine - year partnership
between two cops played by a straight - up straight man
like Willis and an absurdist, stream - of - consciousness comedian
like Morgan, except the formulas and clichés to which we've become accustomed?
Opening with a fight
scene, followed by the interaction
between the brothers, then the incident that puts Gosling in the shit is crammed into what felt
like about 7 minutes.
A new
scene from Avengers: Infinity War finally offers a glimpse of what the dynamic will be
like between Shuri and the MCU's Science Bros..
Left largely undiscussed here is the fact that the film is based on a series of graphic novels and, thus, employs panel -
like transitions
between scenes as well.
Most damagingly, the complex relationship
between Hawn and Kurt Russell — who plays a pre-beatnik trumpet player — is reduced to clichéd notions of fate, complete with chaste, sitcom -
like love
scenes and breathy «the war, woe is us» voiceovers.
For me, Beverly Hills Cop was,
like its contemporary Ghostbusters, the ne plus ultra of comedy — my eleven - year - old self still a couple of years away from Monty Python — and the requisite throwaway
scene in a strip club was enough to be the centrefold in this analog PLAYBOY that, huzzah, I didn't have to hide
between the mattress and bedspring.
That means, however, that some characters,
like Steve Rodgers and Black Widow, receive little screentime
between fight
scenes, while others,
like Thor, the Stark - Parker - Strange trio, and, of course, Thanos, seem to spend more time onscreen than off.
The stranger and more corrosive subtexts it locates in the Kennedy circle's actions in the aftermath of the crash are undermined by its classy restraint, which saps the most conceptually outrageous moments —
like a
scene that cuts
between Kopechne's dying breaths and Ted Kennedy bathing at his hotel after the accident — of any sense of shock.