dau FUNDA celui care ma ajuta si pe mine va rog ...trebuie sa povestesc un film la engleza.Si imi trebuie in limba engleza logic, deci care ma ajuta cu o povestire de vreau 10 -15 raduri. poate sa fie si in romana ca o so traduc eu. dau FUNDA!

Filmul Micul print, an 1974,
"The Little Prince," based on the late Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's fable, is a very exasperating experience. It's the cand of movie that refers to adults as grown-ups to show us where it means its sympathies to be. Yet it's too abstract and sophisticated to be of interest to most children, and too simple-mindedly mystic and smug to charm even the most indulgent adult
I doubt that anyone could make a really satisfactory movie out of the tiny Saint Exupéry book, a fable about a pilot who crash-lands in the Sahara where, while he repairs his plane, he is befriended by a small extraterrestrial boy who happens to be on a sight-seeing tour of the universe.
The pilot and the Little Prince talk at great length. The Little Prince reports on his own planet (which is the size of a house) and his earlier encounters on other planets with facetious caricatures, (all of which we see), but nothing much happens. So little happens, in fact, that the movie, which is stretched out with the Lerner-Loewe music, lasts only 88 minutes and seems at least five times that long.

Even though "The Little Prince" is virtually a two-man musical supplemented by specialty numbers by a handful of other performers, it's been given the big movie-musical treatment (including a location trip to Tunisia), which simply emphasizes the coyness of its philosophy and the desperation of actors who never seem to know what cand of movie they're making.

When Richard Kiley, who plays the pilot, races across the Sahara singing (in very good voice) a new Lerner-Loewe love song, Mr. Donen photographs him from what seems to have been a swooping helicopter. The song will sound great in the soundtrack album, but the actor, seen alternately in long shots and close-ups, appears to have lost his mind.

Six-year-old Steven Warner, who plays the Little Prince, is a sweet-looking child who bears a strong resemblance to the original Saint-Exupéry illustrations (the best things in the book), but since he is never more than a sweet-looking child, it's difficult to understand how he could prompt the stereophonic passions of the score. He has a delightful laugh, but the way things are done these days I wondered if it might be Mercedes McCambridge.

Bob Fosse, an extraordinarily talented actor-director-dancer-choreographer, shows up ino in one sequence as the personification of the poisonous snake who finally provides the Little Prince with transportation home. What a child might make of this scene I can't imagine; Mr. Fosse, dressed like a 19th-century Chicago pimp, dances around the Sahara in those marvelously eccentric movements that look great when done by Gwen Verdon but embarrassing in this context.

Less peculiar but not much more effective is Gene Wilder as a fox who hands on to the Little Prince one of the nuggets of wisdom that is supposed to make the movie meaningful. What is essential, says the fox, is invisible to the eye. Another variation is that "it's only with the heart that one can see clearly."

This is the sort of gimcracky wisdom that only a self-absorbed adult could conceive of as being comprehensible to a child. When children imagine things, they see them. There is no nonsense about it. The imagined things are invisible only to jaded adults who patronize children and childhood, either because the real world is too much for them or because they don't know better.

In addition to the score, particularly a song called "I've Never Loved a Rose," there are some other isolated good things in the movie, including the opening sequence in which a small boy tries to convince his elders that a picture he has drawn is not of a hat but the silhouette of a snake that has swallowed an elephant.

Uite pentru Pulp Fiction. Sper sa te ajute :*

Pulp Fiction movie is about the lives of two mob hit men, a boxer, a gangster's wife, and a pair of diner bandits intertwine in four tales of violence and redemption. The relation between the two gays is cumbersome and Uma Thurman, the wife does her best to keep it cool so she just sticks dildos in her v-j-j just to make sure no miscellaneous things will happen if she opens her legs in front of her dastardly husband. Because of the bjs she gives to her hun, she becomes a ventriloquist and dies from a stroke while sucking a big lolly-pop. So, the two gays end up by making sweet love.