Not exact matches
We
screamed even louder, hoping the referees would
hear us this time.
I mean, we know
even for ourselves and for many of our listeners, you know, we
hear all of a sudden, especially for first time parents, you have this
screaming little bundle that you don't understand, cries at all kind of random hours.
Ten years after I first dipped my toe into the roiling waters of school food reform, I continue to
hear parents complain about unhealthy food and food practices at school,
even as headlines
scream about the childhood obesity epidemic.
Even the makers of the movie Alien knew that «in space, no one can
hear you
scream.»
They didn't
even need radios: they
heard my agonized
screams over the din of a busy day on the slopes with what they all agreed was unusual clarity (as did, I should mention, a gaggle of curious 9 year olds, one of whom nicely asked «is that lady ok?»
At one point, Mireles tells a subordinate to put someone «into the ground,» but nothing further is either shown or
even mentioned; in another scene, the
screams of men apparently being tortured can be
heard, while the camera remains on a much more sedate interrogation.
Even better, it's great to enter an unknown area in search of supplies only to
hear survivors
screaming for help from a nearby bungalow.
A few others that made my personal list which are nowhere here: Motel Hell, The People Under the Stairs, Wolfen, Ginger Snaps, Dead & Buried, Bride of Chucky, Deranged (1972), Misery, Cat People (1982), Fright Night (no, I still don't see what's supposed to be homophobic about the movie
even though I would love to
hear Ed's theories), the ever unfairly maligned
Scream, the entirely fairly maligned Clownhouse, and I, Madman.
Surprisingly, we liked the convertible better,
even though it's limited to 155 mph, because with the top down you can clearly
hear the supercharger
screaming, and the brutal exhaust note combines with the rushing wind to mute all of the engine's harshness.
Even at expressway speeds, we
hear each other fine without
screaming, and the lack of turbulence in the cabin keeps our hair from looking like we stuck our heads in a wind tunnel.
But he had felt that night, while his wife kept the children over by the road — he had rushed them from the house when he saw that the barn was on fire — as he watched the enormous flames flying into the nighttime sky, then
heard the terrible
screaming sounds of the cows as they died, he had felt many things, but it was just as the roof of his house crashed in, fell into the house itself, right into their bedrooms and the living room below with all the photos of the children and his parents, as he saw this happen he had felt — undeniably — what he could only think was the presence of God, and he understood why angels had always been portrayed as having wings, because there had been a sensation of that — of a rushing sound, or not
even a sound, and then it was as though God, who had no face, but was God, pressed up against him and conveyed to him without words — so briefly, so fleetingly — some message that Tommy understood to be: It's all right, Tommy.
Guaranteed to give you goose bumps, visitors to St Michan's Church in Dublin have reported a strong ghostly presence,
hearing the raspy whisper of hushed voices, muffled
screaming and
even the shocking touch of ice - cold fingers on their necks.
Even the voice work
screams 80's as you
hear so many catchy one - liners and puns throughout the game's entirety.
Many people who may not
even have
heard of Munch know his painting, «The
Scream» (also known as «The Cry» or «The
Scream of Nature»), depicting a bridge walk at sunset of a figure paralyzed and yelling in fear as ambiguous figures lurk behind him and gradated strands of bloody light arch above and reflect in the ominous waters below.