«Lymelife» looks interesting, a film seen through
the eyes of a young boy, portrayed by Rory Culkin, and what happens when an outbreak of Lyme disease hits a small town.
This month, we're bringing two essential Criterion editions to the United Kingdom: Andrei Tarkovsky's 1962 debut feature, Ivan's Childhood, a haunting depiction of World War II through
the eyes of a young boy; and Delmer Daves's 1957 western...
Based on true events, this graphic novel, told through
the eyes of a younger boy, relates the story of Robert (Yummy) as he tries to navigate the dangerous world of a Chicago neighborhood.
This colorful picture book playfully explores the similarities and differences between baseball games played in the U.S. and Japan as seen through
the eyes of a young boy.
Shipwrecked on an island and alone with no guidance, its time to experience this beautiful Mediterranean island through
the eyes of a young boy, fearless and inquisitive in a vast an open world filled with dangers.
The third game from the visionary development team behind Ico and Shadow of the Colossus comes an all new epic tale, told through
the eyes of a young boy and his faithful...
RiME is a single - player puzzle adventure game about discovery, experienced through
the eyes of a young boy who awakens on a mysterious island after shipwrecking off its coast.
Not exact matches
The story started with Jesse; it was a tricky story, since
of all Jesse's children it was the most improbable one, the
youngest, the pretty -
boy with the beautiful
eyes, who was anointed.
With the clear
eyes of good
young life, these
boys and girls begin to spurn the barrage
of words without meaning, and see quite clearly the nakedness
of «the emperor's new clothes».
Only now the victim is a
young boy with the face
of a sad -
eyed angel; only now the darkness is lit by no Easter - dawn, but by the torch
of a crematory fire, a fire whose smoke issues an unbroken night; only now God dies, instead
of redeeming.
-- I have an Italian mom, which means dark, hereditary circles and hollows — I just turned 50 on July 20 — and though I try to take good care
of myself and am told that I look
younger than my age, these
eyes are showin'the signs... — I have a 12 year old
boy with special needs and sleep is something that we do not get much
of around here, which impacts my
eyes (no replacement for sleep, I know)-- I have tried many, many, many creams (drug store brands, Estee Lauder, Lancome Genifique, Clinique, Origins, Clarins, Chanel, am trying ProX / olay right now, many others) and I have still not yet found my holy grail
eye cream, nor have I ventured into trying the Perricone brand (though I've always wondered if it was worth it)
It's also vital, vibrant
eye - candy
of the first order, drenched in radiant oranges and violets, the perfect sort
of palette for a
young boy's sojourn into the Land
of the Dead.
In a prologue we witness a
young boy, a victim
of the clan war, dead on the ground; Fassbender's Macbeth places scales on his
eyes.
The
boy and his mentor are a perfect match: the older man's appreciative
eye is fuel for the vanity
of the
young stud - in - the - making, who asks in a pleading voice, «Hey, how was I?»
From the opening scenes, Reed establishes a tension: strangers ominously
eye their movements through the airport and a
young boy on a bicycle, an otherwise unobtrusive figure
of innocence playing in the streets, tails their taxi and makes lazy figure - eights outside their home, a lone building jutting out
of the rubble and ruins
of their sector
of the city.
The other
young boys are Peter Billingsley and Stefan DeSalle, and Susan Walters plays Diane, the sweet, rather dim older sister who
of course falls instantly in love with the Russian the moment she lays
eyes on him.
Set in the Sixties at an exclusive all -
boys prep school, The Emperor's Club is immediately recognizable as another iteration
of Dead Poets Society, even more so when one realizes that the film features the same quartet
of student types (the troubled one, the trickster, the bookish one, the gregarious one — also the same breakdown you'll find in Stand By Me, come to think
of it) and the same crinkly -
eyed inspirational professor who finds a lesson for
young lives in the heartening words
of dead versifiers.
Janusz Kaminski, who has served as Spielberg's director
of photography for nearly 20 years, beautifully captures the soft gaze
of a
young man falling in love — his
eyes, his smile — and the physical details as well: the
boy's worn clothing; the gorgeous, open, rural setting.
First an old woman, then a group
of younger boys, then an old man and woman together; each pair
of eyes reflected the same thing: a sadness hardened over with acceptance, a longing dwarfed by a knowing.
The
boy smiled wide with clean white teeth, none
of them missing, and his
eyes had a devilish spark in them, as though I were still that
young woman with skin like new milk.
The novel is told in a kaleidoscope
of seamlessly woven voices and centers around an incendiary romance that consumes everyone in its path: Myra Lamb, a wild
young girl with mysterious, haint blue
eyes who grows up on remote Bloodroot Mountain; her grandmother Byrdie Lamb, who protects Myra fiercely and passes down «the touch» that bewitches people and animals alike; the neighbor
boy who longs for Myra yet is destined never to have her; the twin children Myra is forced to abandon but who never forget their mother's deep love; and John Odom, the man who tries to tame Myra and meets with shocking, violent disaster.
47 is a
young slave
boy living under the watchful
eye of a brutal slave master.
In the high Altai Mountains
of northern Mongolia, the nomadic Tuvan people's ancient way
of life collides with the pervasive influence
of modernity as seen through the
eyes of a
young shepherd
boy.
Thousands
of books have passed by my
eyes since I was a
young boy, I even skipped going out with friends to finish good books, and the Kindle Oasis has helped me refocus and take the time to read every day again.
Shay is a
young boy who lives in the confines
of his very own spaceship, under the watchful
eye of a motherly computer who works to protect him at all costs.
In a 1991 interview, Ralph Ellison suggested that critics who condemn Twain for the portrait
of Jim that we get in the book forget that «one also has to look at the teller
of the tale, and realize that you are getting a black man, an adult, seen through the condescending
eyes — partially —
of a
young white
boy.»