Color representation is still relatively accurate with a little bit of extra kick, and the Pixel 2 seems to bring out a little more saturation in the colors, and just a bit more
light out of scenes that needed HDR to brighten dark areas — this leads to challenging scenes being captured more consistently across the photo as a whole.
Night mode is useful for getting more
light out of a scene, but if that doesn't work well enough, you can enable the flash.
Not exact matches
The parables disclose with what pleasure and tolerance he surveyed the broad
scene of human activity: the merchant seeking pearls; the farmer sowing his fields; the real - estate man trying to buy a piece
of land in which he had secret reason to believe a treasure lay buried; the dishonest secretary, who had been given notice, making friends against the evil day among his employer's debtors by reducing their obligations; the five young women sleeping with lamps burning while the bridegroom tarried and unable to attend the marriage because their sisters who had had foresight enough to bring additional oil refused to lend them any; the rich man whose guests for dinner all made excuses; the man comfortably in bed with his children who gets up at midnight to help his importunate neighbor only because he despairs
of getting rid
of him otherwise; the king who is
out to capture a city; the man who built his house upon the sand and lost it in the first storm
of wind and rain; the queer employer who pays all
of his men the same wage whether they have worked the whole day or a single hour; the great lord who going to a distant land entrusts his property to his three servants and judges them by the success
of their investments when he returns; the shepherd whose sheep falls into a ditch; the woman with ten pieces
of silver who, losing one,
lights the candle and sweeps diligently till she finds it, and makes the finding
of it the occasion
of a celebration in which all
of her neighbors are invited to share — and how long such a list might be!
Douthat and Salam's youth» they're among the brightest
lights in the next generation
of conservative writers» gives them a new perspective on the contemporary political
scene, allowing them to step
out beyond traditional conservative fixations on tax cutting and limited government» where the supposed Reagan solution is always the correct solution» and to offer incisive criticisms
of how the Grand Old Party's ideology frequently serves as a blinder to effective policies for the working class.
Now, while my husband has played
out these
scenes and others like them time and again, it is obviously not only him performing these acts
of kindness throughout the world on long, lonely stretches
of roads and brightly
lit grocery stores.
A SCIENCE - FICTION
scene could be playing
out for real about 4900
light years from Earth, where astronomers have spotted the first known pair
of planets jointly orbiting a binary star system (Science, doi.org/h8h).
There's a struggle (with an observatory door), the element
of surprise (an unexpected burst on a photographic plate), disbelief (by our protagonist and a collaborator), a scramble (to figure
out how to report the discovery
of the supernova), and an action
scene that seems impossibly quaint: A driver races to the nearest town 100 kilometers away to send a telegram and alert the world that 166,000
light - years away, a star has exploded.
Here's a quick look behind the
scenes: Those posed photos are taken after a few minutes
of sucking in, tightening your abs, twisting your torso and ensuring the
lighting is as perfect as it can be to wash
out any visible flaws.
Hip - hop diva Kelis discusses her life and career in music, from the early days with various bands in New York to the launch
of her solo career with the single Caught
Out There, which established her as a leading
light on the music
scene.
Moments
of tremendous warmth punctuate the tension, notably a beautiful
scene in which Hap reads a letter sent from Ronsel overseas to the family, his younger siblings
lighting up with each individual shout -
out; and his joyous return, arriving unannounced while grace is being said before dinner.
A decent little romantic film, although labeled a Rom - com most
of the time it feels more
of a drama with a lot
of light hearted moments than truly laugh
out loud
scenes.
The movie has many more flaws than Renee does: It isn't as
light on its feet as it should be, and Kohn and Silverstein frame some
of the gags too broadly, particularly a boardwalk bikini - contest
scene that's dragged down by some crude gross -
outs.
But Kaminski's no one - trick pony — he finds places to break
out of the photographic scheme, be it a warmly candle -
lit church
scene (the depth and richness
of the shadows are jaw - dropping) or that gorgeous, iconic shot
of the men silhouetted against distant gunfire — you want to pause the image and put a frame around it.
The film meanders from time to time as Simon finds his way around the City
of Lights and his own skin, but Corbet's performance is a darkly rich one in every
scene, not far from Matt Damon's sociopath - turned - psychopath turn in «The Talented Mr. Ripley» but distinctively unnerving in crafting an eventually hollow façade
out of this nice, young, very lost man.
Naomie Harris said she doesn't smoke or drink, so for the film's latter
scene when Chi» ron comes to visit her and she's trying to
light the cigarette, she didn't know that director Barry Jenkins had pulled Trevante Rhodes aside and told him to take the cigarette
out of her hand, so what we see on screen in that moment was improvised on the spot to come to her rescue.
Mills adds just a few visual flourishes, letting a couple
of scenes fade
out into smudged rainbow
light, like a Polaroid left in the rain.
There are entire
scenes where one character walks into a room and starts talking to another character and the rest
of the
scene plays
out alternating shots
of the actors» faces (which seem to eschew makeup and draw attention to actors» freckles and moles and other «blemishes») and in cinematographer Robert Elswit's creamy»70s - style
lighting.
The whole film is wobbly enough that many
of scenes could be moved or cut altogether with no effect, with one obvious example being a stop - over in a village, where Snatched makes some half - assed attempts to paint Emily's largely unsympathetic character in a better
light and tries (and fails) to mount a gross -
out slapstick bit with a cheap - looking CGI tapeworm.
The shoot -
out in the climax does take some unexpected turns, so I will give the filmmakers credit for having the guts to go where it goes, but the deadly seriousness
of it does jar with the
light and comic tone
of nearly every
scene preceding it.
Director Steven Soderbergh shoots those dance sequences with dynamic flourish (The camera is almost always moving in ways that punctuate the actors» motions) and plenty
of polish (The stark contrast
of the darkened house
of the club with the perfectly
lit stage is itself a contrast to Soderbergh's washed -
out cinematography for the
scenes outside
of the club).
Director Harold Daniels is no visual stylist and there's a slackness to many
of the
scenes, but he comes to life in a nighttime murder
scene that he transforms into a model
of noir violence, an urban street fight in the dark
of the empty city picked
out in shards
of light (credit likely goes to cinematographer Nicholas Musuraca, RKO's crime movie vet), and the screenplay co-written by Steve Fisher has a bite
of irony in its twists.
A sex
scene that's set up exactly like one
out of the»80s (dreamy, unlikely
lighting, a Mr. Mister song on the soundtrack, and lots
of close - ups) turns into an extended bit
of awkwardness, as the veil drops, leaving MacGruber to be his «skilled» self.
A shout -
out to the special effects crew
of The Towering Inferno, somewhat unnecessary in
light of the two
scene - specific commentaries on Disc 1.
It's a short
scene, only a couple
of shots over a couple
of minutes, and Bordwell uses it as an example
of the simple virtuosity
of Hong Kong filmmakers, how they are able, again and again, to make an exciting and fun sequence
out of almost nothing, budget-wise, and specifically how Tsui's mastery
of cutting and framing keeps the whole sequence as
light and airy as it is inexpensive.
It has an open and neutral exploratory quality, though there's an interesting disparity between the cops, in the brightly
lit precinct
scenes, enacting their own miserable S&M punishments on suspects, and the guys in the violet - hued underground bars playing
out their rapturous rituals
of pain and desire with one another.
The strong supporting cast also tries, but even the great John Carradine (easily the best thing about the film) and Anthony Quinn (who seriously
out - swaggers Power here) can't change the fact that the bloated script slows the
scenes to a trot, and Mamoulian appears far more interested in directing the
light of shadow across the faces
of his actors than in the actual actors.
One
scene in Vegas stood
out for me when it came to camerawork and
lighting, employing certain movements and the use
of strobe
lights.
In this
light, Marczak's film turns
out to have a completely coincidental yet nevertheless fitting companion piece in theaters right now: Terrence Malick's Song to Song, which chronicles a similar phase in young - adulthood through a love triangle
of its own, albeit set in the gritty indie - music
scene of Austin, Texas, rather than in the big - city glamour
of Warsaw, Poland.
Scott Porter, seated in wheelchair, who plays Jason Street yells
out to his teammates as they film a
scene during the filming
of the season finale for Friday Night
Lights at Texas Stadium in Irving on March 10, 2007.
Many
scenes seem to be under -
lit, faces are in shadow,
scenes are sometimes slightly
out of focus all
of which is rather distracting, and unsatisfactory.
the immensity
of pondering close - ups on both women, the shots behind all types
of blurry glass, the observational camera, the silences... and that last
scene, those last shots... i stayed on my seat until the very end
of the credits and on my way
out two women were kissing long and hard in the cinema and they couldn't care less if the usher had put the
lights up and wanted to clean the place.
One
scene with the aforementioned bear will stalk the dark corners
of mind every time I turn
out the
lights.
Miike barrels
out of the gate with a strong, literally explosive opening
scene that features the bloodiest game
of Red
Light / Green
Light ever.
The police scour the catacombs
of the city sewer for a victim buried behind a wall (Director James McTeigue and cinematographer Danny Ruhlmann generally create a fine, dusky atmosphere, though
scenes such as this cry
out for at least some
light for better coherence).
The movie suffers from this approach from the very beginning when an immaculately composed and
lit scene follows a group
of men on a train
out to Menlo Park where Edison illuminates concentric circles
of light bulbs.
New / Recent No Home Movie (Chantal Akerman, 2015) Yizhi (Traces, Wang Bing, 2014) L'Aquarium et la Nation (Jean - Marie Straub, 2015)
Scenes from the Life
of Raimund Abraham (Jonas Mekas, 2014) Wa Yanjing (Cut
Out the Eyes, Xu Tong, 2014) Campo Grande (Sandra Kogut, 2015) Chevalier (Athina Rachel Tsangari, 2015) Shao nian, xiao zhao (A Young Patriot, Du Haibin, 2015) Li Wen man you Dong Hu (Li Wen at East Lake, Luo Li, 2015) Chi (Mr. Zhang Believes, Qu Jiongjiong, 2015) Shinkiro No Fune (The Ark in the Mirage, Yasutomo Chikuma, 2015) Anino Sa Likod Ng Buwan (Shadow Behind the Moon, Jun Robles Lana, 2015) Histoire de Judas (Story
of Judas, Rabah Ameur - Zaïmeche, 2015) Sanrizuka ni Ikiru (The Wages
of Resistance: Narita Stories, Otsu Koshiro & Daishima Haruhiko, 2014) Sobytie (The Event, Sergei Loznitsa, 2015) By Our Selves (Andrew Kötting, 2015) They Had It Coming (Jon Jost, 2015) Soredake (That's It, Gakuryu Ishii, 2015) Todo comenzó por el fin (It All Started At The End, Luis Ospina, 2015) Chauthi Koot (Fourth Direction, Gurvinder Singh, 2015) Cheondangui Bamgwa Angae (Night and Fog in Zona, Jung Sung - Il, 2015) Kang Rinpoche (Paths
of the Soul, Zhang Yang, 2015) Rabo de Peixe (Fish Tail, Joaquim Pinto & Nuno Leonel, 2015) Sulanga Gini Aran (Dark in the White
Light, Vimukthi Jayasundara, 2015) Une jeunesse allemande (A German Youth, Jean - Gabriel Périot, 2015) Oka (Our House, Souleymane Cisse, 2015) Visita ou Memórias e Confissões (Visit or Memories and Confessions, Manoel de Oliveira, (1982/2015) Cosmos (Andrzej Żuławski, 2015) Chant d'hiver (Winter Song, Otar Iosseliani, 2015) La academia de las musas (L'accademia delle muse / Academy
of the Muses, José Luis Guerín, 2015) Garoto (Kid, Júlio Bressane, 2015) Park Lanes (Kevin Jerome Everson, 2015) Better than Ever (Ernie Gehr, 2015) Bon Voyage (Ernie Gehr, 2015) Mist I & II (Ernie Gehr, 2014) Kim (Fuzakerunjaneyo, Shimizu Shumpei, 2015) Kaki Kouba (Oyster Factory, Kazuhiro Soda, 2015) Maraviglioso Boccaccio (Wondrous Boccaccio, Paolo Taviani & Vittorio Taviani, 2015) Sangue del mio sangue (Blood
of My Blood, Marco Bellocchio, 2015) Lu bian ye can (Kaili Blues, Gan Bi, 2015) Happî awâ (Happy Hour, Ryûsuke Hamaguchi, 2015) Pod electricheskimi oblakami (Under Electric Clouds, Alexei German Jr., 2015) Koibitotachi (Three Stories
of Love, Ryosuke Hashiguchi, 2015) Toponimia (Toponymy, Jonathan Perel, 2015) Topophilia (Peter Bo Rappmund, 2015) Stinking Heaven (Nathan Silver, 2015) Hierba (Raul Perrone, 2015) Samuray - S (Raul Perrone, 2015) El Apostata (The Apostate, Federico Veiroj, 2015) Le paradis (Paradise, Alain Cavalier, 2014) Malgré la nuit (Philippe Grandrieux, 2015) Meurtrière (Philippe Grandrieux, 2015) Na ri xiawu (Afternoon, Tsai Ming - liang, 2015) La calle de la amargura (Bleak Street, Arturo Ripstein, 2015) Comoara (The Treasure, Corneliu Porumboiu, 2015) Aferim!
In the version
of Get
Out that made it to the big screen, Daniel Kaluuya's character Chris is rescued in the final
scene by his friend Rod — who arrives driving an airport police car, flashing blue and red
lights.
Neither do I. Maybe we all need to watch «The Godfather» again, if only for that
scene where Michael gazes at his steady hand holding the
lighter and sees his future stretching
out ahead
of him.
Update: Hit the jump to check
out the first look photo
of «Hamilton» creator Lin - Manuel Miranda filming
scenes as Jack, a lamp -
lighter that gets up in the adventure with Mary Poppins.
While so much is being made about the gruesome
scene involving the main character and a mother grizzly bear, the images I can't get
out of my mind are landscapes, frozen waterfalls, and the ambitious decision only using natural
light to provide an even further authentic experience.
By the time that party really got rolling, I remember walking from room to dimly
lit room feeling acutely the ethos
of the era - the early 1970s - as if it, too, were sprawled
out on the «
scene shop» couch wearing long hair and a macramé dress, barely noticing how late it was and that I was still up.
Anyone watching the
scene in the award - winning movie
Out of Africa where Robert Redford takes Meryl Streep up in a
light plane, swooping low over the stunning landscape
of the Kenyan plains below would be seduced by Kenya's exotic beauty.
Meanwhile, the neon
lights of Lijiang tower look like a
scene out of a cyberpunk sci - fi novel.
Check
out the trailer for a behind - the -
scenes look at the inspiration for the art
of Child
of Light.
It also includes
scene intelligent auto settings, to help take the guesswork
out of situations with tricky
lighting.
Hari Panicker and Deepti Nair are a married couple that creates complex magical
scenes of humans and animals
out of paper and
light.
In ambient
light, And I Can't Run appears to show a muddle
of onlookers; the
scene they observe is too faint to make
out.
Tala Madani's tragicomic paintings show bodies in all their vulgarity and social insecurity: nightclub dance
scenes in which desperate, narcissistic men admire their own shit as disco
lights flash
out of naked assholes («Shitty Disco,» 2016).
Since exploding onto the art
scene in 2003 with his playful wall drawing performances, Robin Rhode has scribbled on just about every type
of surface, while also making photographs and sculptures
of objects like bikes, candles, and
light blubs
out of chalk and charcoal.
I was just responding to this ocean
of newly experienced color /
light and this ocean
of concrete, looking
out a window in Washington Heights at that
scene.