Sentences with phrase «place kind of sounded»

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In an interview at Y Combinator's Startup School this weekend Zuckerberg sounded disillusioned with Silicon Valley, but in 2005 he was starry - eyed about the place: «Palo Alto is kind of this mythical place where you know, all the start - ups come from,» he said.

I understand the place, and I've been there enough that it's — a second home sounds kind of corny — but more than that, it's a great place for commerce.

That just sounds like a terribly high price to pay just for the promise of some kind of existence after death, and it's a selfish thing to even want in the first place.

And respectable - sounding forums provide a place for lonely sticklers to pursue uncharitable acts of Pharisaism against everyone from Roman Catholics (ultramontane Latinizers) to Muslims (bloodthirsty Turks) to the wrong kind of Orthodox (new - calendar ecumenists, or heartless liturgy - fetishists).

http://www.wildgoosefestival.org/ Sounds like your kind of place to hang.

It's the kind of place you're immediately comfortable - complete with wood - burning fireplace, the sound of the river in the backdrop - and the stove!

The SwaddleClub is a great place to stream different kinds of sounds, to see what will work to calm your baby.

Indeed, a deal of this kind — nothing much doing in the kitchen or the bedroom, but orderly consideration of domestic finances — sounds remarkably like a domestic equivalent of «confidence and supply»: exactly the arrangement that many Tory MPs and two then Conservative shadow cabinet members, Chris Grayling and Theresa Villiers, wanted in the first place.

From restaurant music that only certain tables can hear to flying emails, the ability to place sound exactly where you want it has all kinds of unusual uses

It's another kind of breathing, where you put your tongue in the same place, but you sort of make it sound like a sea shell on the back of your nose.

I'd definitely try a do - it - yourself job on that — it sounds like tacking the ribbon down with thread or some kind of adhesive in a few places should solve the problem.

In The Last Airbender the characters sounded like they were from California, in After Earth they have some kind of British accent, it's odd and I can't quite place it, but mostly I don't care.

isn't exactly a surprise from a young actor, but it's also not really the kind of sound bite that primes a viewer to expect critical rigor, and in placing it right at the head of their film, directors Louis Black and Karen Bernstein set an unfortunate precedent that's seldom surpassed.

While the film might sound depressing, it is actually a very funny comedy that happens to deal with such cold, hard realities as familial difficulties, the physical and mental deterioration of aging, and the morass of realizing that one hasn't lived the life one expected or desired — maybe even realizing one was never certain of what kind of life that might have been in the first place.

Focus was great because the film takes place in New Orleans and Argentina, so the directors wanted to bring that sound to the movie, so I got exposed to all kinds of different artists from probably the greatest two musical locations in the world!»

Perhaps it was because many of the scenes take place in the dark, but I found the sound very affecting in those moments, especially in creating a kind of dread at moments where you don't know what's about to happen.

Fatih Akin — «In the Fade,» «The Edge of Heaven» Adolfo Aristarain — «Common Places,» «A Place in the World» David Ayer — «Suicide Squad,» «Fury» Nabil Ayouch — «Horses of God,» «Ali Zaoua» Siddiq Barmak * — «Opium War,» «Osama» Aida Begić * — «Children of Sarajevo,» «Snow» Emmanuelle Bercot — «Standing Tall,» «On My Way» Martin Butler — «Tanna,» «Contact» Patricia Cardoso — «Real Women Have Curves,» «The Water Carrier» Peter Ho - Sun Chan — «Dragon,» «Perhaps Love» Derek Cianfrance — «The Light between Oceans,» «Blue Valentine» Pedro Costa — «Horse Money,» «Blood» Garth Davis — «Lion» Bentley Dean — «Tanna,» «Contact» Lav Diaz * — «A Lullaby to the Sorrowful Mystery,» «Norte, the End of History» Carlos Diegues — «Orfeu,» «Bye Bye Brazil» Nelson Pereira dos Santos * — «How Tasty Was My Little Frenchman,» «Barren Lives» Nana Dzhordzhadze — «27 Missing Kisses,» «A Chef in Love» Ildikó Enyedi * — «Simon Magus,» «My Twentieth Century» Amat Escalante — «The Untamed,» «Heli» Safi Faye * — «Mossane,» «Lettre Paysanne» Tom Ford — «Nocturnal Animals,» «A Single Man» Goutam Ghose * — «Dekha,» «Paar» Jessica Hausner — «Amour Fou,» «Lourdes» Joanna Hogg — «Archipelago,» «Exhibition» Hannes Holm — «A Man Called Ove,» «Behind Blue Skies» Ann Hui — «A Simple Life,» «Summer Snow» Christine Jeffs — «Sunshine Cleaning,» «Sylvia» Barry Jenkins * — «Moonlight,» «Medicine for Melancholy» Alejandro Jodorowsky * — «The Holy Mountain,» «El Topo» Kim Ki - duk * — «3 - Iron,» «Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter... and Spring» Zacharias Kunuk — «Searchers,» «The Fast Runner (Atanarjuat)» Mohammed Lakhdar - Hamina * — «Chronicle of the Years of Embers,» «The Winds of the Aures» David Mackenzie — «Hell or High Water,» «Starred Up» Sharon Maguire — «Incendiary,» «Bridget Jones's Diary» Theodore Melfi — «Hidden Figures,» «St. Vincent» Kleber Mendonça Filho — «Aquarius,» «Neighboring Sounds» Brillante Mendoza — «Thy Womb,» «Kinatay» Márta Mészáros * — «Diary for My Children,» «Adoption» Takashi Miike — «13 Assassins,» «Ichi the Killer» Orlando Montiel — «The Son of No One,» «A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints» Jocelyn Moorhouse — «The Dressmaker,» «Proof» Kira Muratova — «The Tuner,» «The Asthenic Syndrome» Héctor Olivera — «El Mural,» «Funny Dirty Little War» Idrissa Ouedraogo * — «Tilaï,» «Yaaba» Jordan Peele * — «Get Out» Mohammad Rasoulof * — «Manuscripts Don't Burn,» «Goodbye» Eran Riklis * — «The Human Resources Manager,» «Lemon Tree» Arturo Ripstein — «Deep Crimson,» «The Beginning and the End» Guy Ritchie — «Sherlock Holmes,» «Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels» Anthony Russo — «Captain America: Civil War,» «Captain America: The Winter Soldier» Joseph Russo — «Captain America: Civil War,» «Captain America: The Winter Soldier» Mrinal Sen * — «The Case Is Closed,» «In Search of Famine» Cate Shortland — «Lore,» «Somersault» Peter Sollett — «Freeheld,» «Raising Victor Vargas» Juan Carlos Tabío — «Guantanamera,» «Strawberry and Chocolate» Rawson Marshall Thurber — «Central Intelligence,» «Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story» Johnnie To — «Election,» «Exiled» Tran Anh Hung * — «Norwegian Wood,» «The Scent of Green Papaya» Pablo Trapero — «The Clan,» «Lion's Den» Athina Rachel Tsangari — «Chevalier,» «Attenberg» Paula van der Oest — «Black Butterflies,» «Zus & Zo» Susanna White — «Our Kind of Traitor,» «Nanny McPhee Returns» Martin Zandvliet * — «Land of Mine,» «A Funny Man»

While the site is sparse in its interactive features, such as a lack of sound of any kind and a frustrating teaser of the wizarding fun that will take place in the fall with the full launch of the site, the graphics and back story are already fairly impressive.

Although a business, this store was a genuine meeting place for people of all kinds, filled with an increasingly rare sound: people thinking.

RIM has slapped a # 420 (roughly converted to $ 690) price tag on the BlackBerry PlayBook 3G +, which does sound rather on the high side — especially when you take into consideration the kind of competition it is placed in, such as the 32 GB iPad mini that has a data plan being approximately # 30 ($ 50) more affordable.

When they place their mouth on your skin, you must immediately make some kind of sound and withdraw yourself.

It sounds like a wonderful part of China to explore and just the kind of place we like — a little soft adventure hiking through incredibly scenic mountains combined with a deluxe hotel to bed down in afterwards): — RRB -.

Belize sounds like my kind of place Ancient civilisations like the Mayans and the Aztecs have always fascinated me and that pyramid looks magical.

If this sounds like your kind of place, our Canggu vacation rentals will make the perfect home base for days spent chilling on the beach, exploring the temple at Tanah Lot, learning to ride the waves or practicing your crow pose on your villa's shaded terrace.

So I had earmarked my gaming time for the last couple of days toward playing Slain, but it sounds kind of rough (and in some places unfinished) in terms of level design at the moment, which is unfortunate, since looking gorgeous while not playing particularly well are basically the opposite of how I think 2D games should be prioritizing.

Though that sounds kind of miserable with all the places and levels you could hide in.

This touring exhibition will be a kind of «survey» of my work, but it will be structured around a series of new works that each rebound off some of my work to date, thus attempting to critique the usual static nature of institutionalized surveys or retrospectives, while at the same time allowing some rethinking to take place about conditions and the sound of my own making.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

Wandering around the palace, the artist became a kind of flâneur, exploring its most hidden spaces, capturing atmospheres and recording details of sumptuous objects or unexpected graffiti, and even sounds that summon up contemporary life in these spaces — a place of work for some, and a place that delights the millions of visitors who wander through its rooms, corridors and gardens.

«I made a drawing of an elongated thumb that said everything is good and I wrote some text that sounded like some sort of weird political satire: If we make this sculpture, we can make the world a better place through some kind ofself — fulfilling prophecy.»

Sorry, wasn't there for the last ice age, or even the LIA; don't know anyone who was, personally, and have no record of thermometers or other reliable measuring apparatus in place at the time; no video, no pictures, no sound, no data recording of any kind, merely the proxies in the geological and ice records, and they don't exactly give the sort of information I'd call a credible basis for concluding what exactly resulted in each ice age starting when it did.

Likewise, different languages use different ways of communicating — tones, words, gestures — with different kinds of irregularities — letters with multiple sounds, verbs that are conjugated in illogical ways — and so a child lacking in some skilled might be seriously disadvantaged in one place and not at all in another.

Sounds like the kind of place I would look for if I owned Amazon.

Sound like your kind of place?

That kind of place sounds like so much fun.