Sentences with phrase «like about midnight»

Most of the things that I like about Midnight Club 3, I just got done playing in Need For Speed Underground 2.

Most of the things that I like about Midnight Club 3, I just got done playing in Need For Speed Underground 2.

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«Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning, and ye like unto men who wait for the Lord, when He will come, at even, or in the morning, or at c - o - ck - cr - owing, or at midnight.

It was probably via a midnight rabbit trail sort of web surfing and I probably saw something I like and then in my attempt to not forget about it yet still fall asleep at a reasonable hour I signed up, signed off, and went to bed.

So I talked about the connections to the 50th anniversary special but did anyone else feel like there was a connection to the Tennant - era episode, Midnight — the thing banging outside the door but that possessed people?

Saying that those studies are not about controlled crying would be like saying that studies that prove that eating too many calories will make you gain weight didn't look specifically at eating too many calories between midnight and 1:00 am.

Mr. Carey's said his daily ritual during the convention went something like this: He would sleep from about midnight to 4 a.m.; wake up and go to a nearby Kinko's to run off copies of his latest statement; then stop at Dunkin' Donuts.

Here in Brazil it's almost midnight but only now I have the time to relax like I really really like: I am not caring about my lousy English; I think that you or your studio team will not read me after 217 comments... And dear, dear Garance... I don't care.

There are a lot of things to be happy about — being able to actually get back to my hobbies (my poor sewing machine has been gathering dust), getting to bed before midnight because I'm not frantically prepping a lecture for the next day, and getting to remember what my husband looks like.

«Permanent Midnight» is based on writer Jerry Stahl's hyped memoir about his descent into drugs while cranking out scripts for awful sitcoms like «ALF.»

«Midnight Special» stacks questions on top of questions, but filmmaker Jeff Nichols likes working in mysteries about present - day Americana and probing the nature of the father - son relationship.

Much like Midnight in Paris and To Rome with Love, Vicky Cristina Barcelona is as much concerned with conjuring charming, witty characters as it is about presenting a kind of hyper - stylised European tourism on screen.

by Walter Chaw Alan Parker likes to use his platform as a film director to preach about all manner of society's more obvious ails, reserving the bulk of his ham - fisted proselytizing for the problems he himself identifies as endemic to the United States: hedonism and drug abuse (The Wall, Midnight Express); the price of a culture of fame (The Wall, Fame); the price of Vietnam and our broken social services system (Birdy); the rampant Yankee tragedy of divorce (Shoot the Moon); racism (Mississippi Burning, Come See the Paradise); our love / hate / fear relationship with food (The Road to Wellville); and, most recently (and egregiously), the death penalty (The Life of David Gale).

«I've seen it twice,» says Mantzoukas, noting that he had heard about the midnight screenings and seen the famous billboard in Hollywood and knew it was part of the conversation but was not an aficionado like Scheer.

Yet, like all of Wingo and Nichol's collaborations, «Midnight Special» is about a kind of spectral intimacy, these particular ghost - like characters floating through their peculiar universe, even as Wingo's most transcendently, and subtly powerful score opens the gateway to another world just beyond our musical perception..

Whatever the semantics, the movie's funniest scenes — like the one set during midnight Mass or a text - based conversation in which a happily married, straight man feels compelled to talk about a complete stranger's genitalia — follow a through line from one mistake to the next.

I adore the moment where Greg — the main character, who makes terrible homages to classics like Midnight Cowboy, A Clockwork Orange and Breathless (and many, many more of my favorite movies)-- is in his room directly above where his parents are fighting about his grades and how he won't be admitted into college the following year.

Jeff Nichols» retro - tinged science fiction thriller Midnight Special looks like the type of film you don't want to know too much about before you see it — which means the tidbits we've gotten (a poster, an early trailer, one thrilling clip) are tantalizing rather than being especially revealing.

Director: Jeff Nichols His well - liked sci - fi film Midnight Special is still in theaters, but filmmaker Jeff Nichols has already finished another film: Loving is a drama about an interracial couple who are imprisoned in 1950s Virginia for getting married.

Only three of the guild's Adapted Screenplay contenders — Before Midnight, Captain Phillips, and The Wolf of Wall Street — made it onto Oscar's shortlist, and even if one of them triumphs, breezing past Tracy Letts's opus about familial dysfunction, August: Osage County, and Peter Berg's bizarrely recognized soldiers - as - mincemeat shit show Lone Survivor, there's still the seemingly impassable hurdle of John Ridley's script for 12 Years a Slave, which, though ineligible for WGA honors (you can get those exclusion deets here), looks like Oscar's indisputable frontrunner.

the blue is sharp, i really like the rain forest green too but if had the cash and nothing better to do with it id go for the midnight edition 2500 hd I think he was talking about the Colorado btw.

It feels like yesterday that I was waiting in line at a bookstore in New York City — at midnight — about to explode with excitement over the publication of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

Interestingly enough, though, the device itself does not have any Pirates of the Caribbean images, text or anything of the sort on it, it looks just like the regular Galaxy S8 model on the outside, and this is the Midnight Black model we're talking about here, that is the only color option for this special edition handset.

When you're on your fourth midnight drafting session in a row, there's nothing like hearing a boomer partner was nostalgic about the old days and how easy today's lawyers have it in comparison.

Interestingly enough, though, the device itself does not have any Pirates of the Caribbean images, text or anything of the sort on it, it looks just like the regular Galaxy S8 model on the outside, and this is the Midnight Black model we're talking about here, that is the only color option for this special edition handset.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.