• ««Dude» — that's a name no one would self - apply where I come from»:
opening narration by The Stranger (Sam Elliott), in The Big Lebowski...
A lot of these questioned are given half - hearted answers in a dullard
opening narration by Jaden Smith, but unfortunately it plays like a bad Syfy movie rather than a major motion picture.
The city, which is credited in
opening narration by the shop's proprietor (Cube) for giving us Michael Jordan's Bulls and Oprah Winfrey, is going through some troubles due to intense gang warfare.
Not exact matches
Instead of beginning with an image derived from prophetic discourse, that of another voice behind the prophet's voice, and extending it
by analogy to
narration, prescriptive saying, wisdom literature, hymnic compositions, and so on, we are delivered from psychologizing interpretations of revelation to a sensitivity to the sense of the text, to the world - reference it
opens up before it.
The film's
opening narration introduces us to Harold Crick, played
by Will Ferrell in an economic performance where we can feel Ferrell's natural zaniness coursing underneath Crick's bland exterior, just begging to be let out.
The film
opens pleasantly enough, with voiceover
narration by Emma Thompson accompanying an image of the Voyager I spacecraft, the furthest man - made object from earth, hurtling toward the edge of the solar system.
The screenwriter and Howard do let Lauda and Hunt's marriages slip
by with minimal coverage, and the film
opens with unnecessary
narration and wraps up with obvious dialogue, but Morgan makes up for such issues with his precision in detailing the central relationship.
Also removed: a prologue in which medical scans of Lake's brain were accompanied
by voiceover
narration explaining his condition, a tip of Schrader's hat to the stomach X-ray
opening of Kurosawa's Ikiru (a film, and filmmaker, one doubts Schrader's backers have ever heard of).
It
opens with some prehistoric animation, while
narration by Hart introduces the different types of men and establishes the light, playful tone that will feature throughout.
The beginning of the trailer
opens with a foggy view of the Congo, the tribe led
by Hounsou's Mbonga, and Christoph Waltz as the
narration ominously states:
This time he alludes to the art - cinema context much more directly
by opening with music from Francois Truffaut's Jules and Jim and evoking the form of that film with offscreen
narration (delivered
by Baumbach himself) recounting the story in past tense and with old - fashioned devices such as irises and wipes and French New Wave devices such as fantasy inserts, fleeting flashbacks, freeze - frames, and jump cuts.
Treating us to an entertaining
opening narration, Russell Crowe is Jackson Healy; an imposing, violent man desperately trying to live life
by a code of professionalism and respect.
The Shape of Water
opens with a brief
narration by Richard Jenkins» Giles.
Submission
by Cat McAlpine Submission
opens with the sardonic
narration of an exhausted novelist / professor.
by Ian Pugh The «square pegs» of the title are brainiac Patty (Sarah Jessica Parker, already having settled into a halting conversational style that never left her) and «fat girl» Lauren (Amy Linker), newly - initiated freshmen at Weemawee High School who pledge during the
opening narration of each episode that this year, this year, they're going to be popular.
Lastly there is the theatrical trailer and
opens with a short
narration by James Earl Jones.
That willful self - deception is beautifully summed up
by a single sequence in which Harley, in rare voiceover
narration, sighs about the worlds Ilya
opened up for her, and about how there was «an elegance» to him, while the pictures tell the story of two lank - haired dullards stealing bottles of 5 - Hour Energy from drugstores to fence to kiosk vendors.
The excessive
narration by Bridges kicks off with an observation about how young people always declare their love in the rain because they saw it in movies; that idea would hold more weight if «The Only Living Boy in New York» didn't
open up the clouds every time something remotely dramatic happens.
But these handfuls of dazzling prose drown in the proliferation of thick, meandering, third - person passages that dominate the remainder of the
narration, and with them perishes the gripping «whodunit» thread promised
by the novel's
opening pages.
Like the
opening of the film, the trailer is framed
by narration which is punctuated
by the swish pans to each character, followed
by a few lines of dialogue from them.