Sentences with phrase «just human flesh»

As someone who likes a little more substance, meaning and cause to their films instead of just human flesh being mutilated, I find, on average, one good «horror film» each year and those films, like Sinister, The Gift, or The Last Exorcism, make you think instead of just showing you images and sounds to make you move.

Not exact matches

On some level you have to remember that you're just a flesh and blood human, the rules do apply to you, and you can't cook rice in 10 minutes.

Digital technologies have so thoroughly disrupted physical distribution that it's often a mystery just how to connect to the flesh - and - blood humans who would buy and use your product.

We (humans) are «worthy of death» (not just punishment) from the moment we are born, since we are «flesh,» and therefore «sin.»

Just curious — In your opinion, did the Jews think the Messiah would be God in flesh or someone more like a prophet / political emancipator, a very special human but not God in flesh?

Thus Original Sin (and its consequences) is not just the fact of a fall from grace and destination in God, it is also a fact of human biology, a fall from proper union and harmony in the flesh and in the psyche of Man.

And though very often it is literal light, it is also the wisdom of the poet who helps us to understand more deeply what it is to be human, just as our Lord himself took flesh to do.

Just as Jesus took on human flesh, became a man, and died a criminal's death, so also God took on human actions and events that made Him look guilty.

Just as Jesus took on human flesh with all its weaknesses and limitations, so also God, in the Old Testament «incarnated» Himself into the affairs of humanity with all of our weaknesses and limitations.

AtheistHunter (first off FUCKTARD, you belong in an asylum): You make these claims without one shred of factual evidence to back you and you have the audacity to call Atheists arrogant??? You're just a plain ignorant waste of human flesh!!

I have just returned from the swamps of Sumatra, which was packed full of crocs that have been feeding off the 65,000 human corpses from the tsunami and which now have the taste of flesh.

«We recognise that just as all truth rests in the Word of God, through whom all things were made and through Whom all thing will come to their completion, so too the construction of a true human ecology can only be achieved in relationship to the Word -LSB-...] we can see and sense the echoing of that eternally spoken Word in so much of the created world around us -LSB-... which Word is] expressed in all those actions and events which make up the history of salvation -LSB-...] we recognise most centrally that this eternal Word of God, in whom all things makes sense, finds flesh in the person of Jesus of Nazareth who then becomes its fullest expression and true presence in the world -LSB-...] the centre of true human ecology is the person of Christ.»

As we enjoy our turkey, we can appreciate not just its juicy flesh and crisp skin, but marvel at its remarkable genome, with its 80 chromosomes (humans have 46) and strange, disease - causing mutations.

Still, beneath that formidable exterior even Dian craved the human touch, and her desperate pursuit of National Geographic photographer Bob Campbell (finally quashed by Bob's hapless plea: «No, I'm sorry Dian, I just can't...») suggests not only a woman spurned by the desires of the flesh, but also an emotional void only rivalled by her near - pathological strangeness.

A «perfect» protein just means it very closely matches human flesh.

In his 2014 speculative thriller «Ex Machina,» writer - director Alex Garland created a haunting, stylishly atmospheric meditation on what it means to be human, building a credible world just this shy of the future in which humanoid robots moved, loved and deceived with all the nuance and subterfuge of their flesh - and - bone counterparts.

But just when Eigil's vegetarianism and love of animals seems bound to reveal the truth about Svend & Co, the script pulls a fast one and his presence ends up jeopardising Bjarne's budding romance with Astrid (Kruse), a local girl whose uncle just so happens to have eaten human flesh before (yes, really).

The reason is that we're just not left in good hands when humans take the center of the screen, with characters who are not only barely fleshed out, but most of them rankle ones good mood through sheer obnoxious attitude.

I've never been such a fan of the genre as something about the undead just hunting on human flesh never seemed appealing.

Count Dracula enlists the services of one Doctor Victor Frankenstein, whose experiments with reviving dead human flesh with large amounts of spectacular - looking electricity might just be the ticket in reviving the hordes of hellish offspring, resembling little flying demons.

I bet there's tons of room in Hell, but Capcom just keeps tossing bits of human flesh into that...

Better are the references to his ageing appearance; explained with the idea that a Terminators flesh ages just like a humans, it gives this T - 800 (and its actor) a creaky look.

No big thing at first, just a loose, rattling bolt, then the bolt slips completely free and flies out of place, the carnival ride groans and screeches, and it sags and tumbles into a messy mass of jagged parts and twisted metal and wads of bleeding human flesh.

The humans fare just a touch better, but are still nothing more than vague personalities that have no notable depth to them past some surface traits, though it's nice to see another familiar character in the form of Olympia Vale get fleshed out just a bit.

It is about what it means to be human: is it just about having flesh and bones, or does it mean more than that?

Enemy design is rather hideous in the sense of how players would anticipate enemies to look in a survival horror game with a gigantic female enemy named Guardian towering at around 8 feet tall wielding a saw blade as it runs at Sebastian whilst giggling, while a common yet scary enemy is The Lost and Hysterics which have a craving for feeding on human flesh, alongside a vast number of enemy bosses that are just as strong and ferocious as Guardian.

Just when peace had finally set in, UFOs start appearing all over the world, dropping gigantic versions of household pests, each with an appetite for human flesh.

«I Killed My Father, I Ate Human Flesh, I Quiver with Joy: An Obsession with Pier Paolo Pasolini,» a 2013 group exhibition on the lower East Side that summed up this penchant with contributions by thirty - seven artists, was just one manifestation of an enduring aesthetic fixation.

In reality, I felt her paintings were too easy and glib in their mottled flesh, and just not serious enough about the challenge of depicting the human body with blobs of pigment on canvas.

But how about eliminating the billions of animals bred just so humans can gobble their flesh!

«The Stranger in the Woods» is a quick and entertaining read, fleshed out with interesting observations about other famous historical hermits, the age - old attraction of solitude, and the effect of the wilderness on the human psyche; but mostly, it's just enormously entertaining.

In the near future, androids coexist in an uneasy peace with humans, but the status quo may not last when the machines realize that they're just as deserving of rights as their flesh - and - blood counterparts.