Some of the Greatest Scene’s In Film – Spoiler Alerts


Tears In Rain – Blade Runner

I Love You – True Romance

Tango de Roxanne – Moulin Rouge

Only God Forgives Trailer – Ok so the trailer was better than the film. Had to put it in here.

Creation Sequence – The Tree of Life

Reconciliation – The Mission
Rodrigo Mendoza who was once a slaver and conquistador, carries his armor up to the Jesuit Mission in the Guarani’s jungle as penance for his sins.

Revenge – Unforgiven

I’ve Wasted My Whole Life – Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon
Li MuBai a Monk who has spent his life in pursuit of enlightenment faces his death and looks back on his life.

Mexican Standoff – The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

She Smokes The Cigarette of Futility

She counts the trains
Going by outside her window
Like the minutes of her life
And the love which
Walked out her door
So many times before.
She smokes the cigarette of futility
And wets her pillow with regret
Waiting in the darkness
For a man she will never see again.


Watched a movie called Millenium Mambo and felt I needed to write this.

Garden Monologue – Tarkovsky – The Sacrifice

The following is one of the most moving monologues I have ever heard in a film. It is from Tarkovsky’s last film “The Sacrifice.” The character sits talking to a young girl on the eve of nuclear holocaust and laments the nature of man. Reading it does not have the same effect as watching it, but I cannot find it in clip form anywhere on the net so this will have to do.

And for the other people on the net looking for this thing… You are welcome =)

Years ago
Before I was married
I often went to visit my mother in the country.
She was still alive in those days.
Her house, a little cottage,
Was surrounded by a garden
A little garden
Dreadfully neglected and overgrown
No one had tended it for many years
And I don’t think
Anyone had ever been in it.
Even then my mother was very ill
She almost never left the house
Still… Amidst the ruin of the garden
There was something that was, in its way, beautiful.

Now I know what it was.

When the weather was fine…
She often sat at the window…
Looking out at the garden
She even had a special chair by the window.
Once, though, I decided that I would tidy things up
In the garden that is.
I wanted to mow the grass
Burn the weeds, prune the trees
On the whole,
I wanted to redo the garden in my own taste
With my own hands
Yes, simply to please my mother.
And for two solid weeks
I went at it with shears and a scythe.
I dug and cut
And sawed
And weeded…
I kept my nose to the ground literally
And I took great pains to get it ready
As soon as possible.
My mothers condition grew worse
And she kept to her bed.
But I wanted her to be able…
To sit by the window
And see her new garden.
In short, when I was finished
And everything was ready
I took a bath
Put on fresh underwear,
A new jacket, even a tie.
Then I sat down in the chair
To see what I had made,
Through her eyes as it were,


I sat there…

And looked out the window.
I had prepared myself to enjoy the sight…
Anyway, I looked out the window and saw…

What did I see?

Where had all the beauty gone?
The naturalness of it?
It was so disgusting
All that evidence of violence!

I remember once
When my sister was young.
She went to a barber and had her hair cut.
It was the fashion then.
Her hair was unbelievably lovely,
Golden yellow like Lady Godiva’s.
She came home pleased as punch.

Then my father saw her.

He began to cry.
I think it was the same with the garden.

To The Wonder

You shall love whether you like it or not. Emotions, they come and go like clouds. Love is not only a feeling; you show love. To love is to run the risk of failure, the risk of betrayal. You fear your love has died; perhaps it is waiting to be transformed into something higher. Awaken the divine presence which sleeps in each man, each woman. Know each other in that love that never changes.

Terrence Malick is quite possibly one of the greatest film makers in the history of the medium. His films are pure philosophical poetry.

To say I am excited to see this film would be an understatement

If I Were The Devil

I would gain control of the most powerful nation in the world;

I would delude their minds into thinking that they had come from man’s
effort, instead of God’s blessings;

I would promote an attitude of loving things and using people, instead of
the other way around;

I would dupe entire states into relying on gambling for their state revenue;

I would convince people that character is not an issue when it comes to

I would make it legal to take the life of unborn babies;

I would make it socially acceptable to take one’s own life, and invent
machines to make it convenient;

I would cheapen human life as much as possible so that life of animals are
valued more than human beings;

I would take God out of the schools, where even the mention of His name was
grounds for a lawsuit;

I would come up with drugs that sedate the mind and target the young, and I
would get sports heroes to advertise them;

I would get control of the media, so that every night I could pollute the
minds of every family member for my agenda;

I would attack the family, the backbone of any nation. I would make
divorce acceptable and easy, even fashionable. If the family crumbles, so
does the nation;

I would compel people to express their most depraved fantasies on canvas and
movies screens, and I would call it art;

I would convince the world that people are born homosexuals, and that their
lifestyles should be accepted and marveled;

I would convince the people that right and wrong are determined by a few who
call themselves authorities and refer to their agendas as politically

I would persuade people that the church is irrelevant and out of date, the
Bible is for the naive:

I would dull the minds of Christians, and make them believe that prayer is
not important, and that faithfulness and obedience are optional;


Paul Harvey – 1965