night, but now that Tucker was camped out at their table Denny was going to have no chance. * Next morning Denny was up early. He considered it a miracle he hadn’t gotten drunk last night, especially being at The Wild Bull, but he wasn’t so sure he’d be able to accomplish the same feat today. And what had happened last night was adding to his stress because he’d been unable to learn from Brig, who talked to Rufus Tucker all night, what he knew about the night Rashida was killed. And who was this Rufus Tucker character anyway? He was probably one of Brig’s war buddies, but he was older and one hell of a loudmouth. Whatever. Denny showered, shaved and headed to Aunt Elizabeth’s office. Nine a.m. The sun was out, glaring off the freshly …show more content…
“Let’s make this official. Do you want to retain me as your attorney?” He shrugged. “Just say ‘yes.’” “Yes.” “Do you have a dollar?” Denny reached for his wallet. “Uh huh.” She nodded. “Give it to me.” He did. “Now sign this.” She handed him a piece of paper and a pen. He signed and handed it back. “Okay, now that you’ve requested I be your attorney and you’ve paid a retainer and signed a contract we have established attorney-client privilege, and that means that from now on anything you tell me is between just you and me. No police officer or lawyer or judge can force either of us to reveal any of it. Do you understand?” “I think so, yes.” “So, now what I want you to do is tell me everything you know about Rashida’s murder—” “I don’t know anything really—” “Let me finish. I want to know what you do know, whatever it might be, and I want you to tell me everything you were doing at the time of the murder.” Denny had known that was coming. Ugh. “Aunt Elizabeth.” She waited. “You know how I told you I was drinking that night?” “Yes.” “Well.” He took another deep breath and looked around. “I don’t remember a lot of the night.” She looked hard at him. “You mean you blacked out?” There were those words again. He nodded. “For how long?” “I don’t really know. Hours though.” “And during the time the murder was committed?” “I think so, yes.” “Okay.” She blew out a breath. “I can see now why you were nervous about talking to the police.” “Yeah.” It felt good to tell her
One thing the film did not do so well was an accurate representation of the Arabian people.
“Forgive me for not noticing you Isaac.” She said while chewing. “I’m still not fully awake yet, how did you sleep?”
“Interested in your father’s glorious family tree? You aren’t included, it only includes men’s names.” In the film ‘Wadjda’, directed by Haifaa Al-Mansour, a girl named Wadjda from the male-dominated culture of Saudi Arabia sees a green bike that she strives her hardest to own. Although could the bike be a metaphor for something deeper? Some may say the bike is nothing more than a plain old bike, but in this essay, I will discuss how and why the green bike symbolises more than a mere green bike. The focus will be on the significance of the bike, why it has been chosen to act as the metaphor, and how/why the director has chosen it to show that Wadjda is subversive.
After watching Gothika in class, I had mixed emotions on it at first, but later realized that I enjoyed this film for many reasons. This was the first time I’ve watched the film Gothika and I can say I was very intrigued mainly because of the suspension the film had. I knew this film was going to be dark in a way from the beginning because of the greyness of the background and the music it started with. There were some parts of the film that had me on the edge of my seat like when Miranda was being visited by the ghost of Rachel. Scenes like that are the ones I enjoy the most because I am curious as to what happens next so I think the film did a great job in that aspect. There were also scenes that did not add up and made me even more confused than I already was. For example, at the end of the film when Miranda and Chloe were out of the mental hospital, that did not really make sense to me. Nonetheless, I think Gothika was a good movie that had me interested the entire time.
Lara is one of the many character where we see take control of her life with is rare for a woman to do so in the 19th century. Throughout the movie, we see that Lara is loved by many which affects her decisions in her life. A character that drives her away from her home town, Moscow, is Victor Komaravsky. He is a wealthy man who falls in love with Lara and she is not comfortable with the fact they they are sleeping together. In order to escape this misery, she decides to marry Pasha Antipov who is also in love with her. After they are married he takes her to a city away from Moscow. A couple of years later, she finds Yuri Zhivago, who ends up being the love of her life, but due to the fact they they are both married, they can’t be together. Love is one of the main themes is this movie, and we can see that love can affect ones decisions in life and also cause a commotion. The movie also takes place during the Russian Revolution and shows the audience scene of how corrupt Russian got before, during, and after the war. Life was very difficult for many people during all three periods of the war. There was a lot of poverty and there could be many families living in one household. Many people at the time wanted to live a normal and happy life, so lies were told to create a “happy and normal” life. This shows the audience that living in this period caused a lot worries and also showed that their society was so corrupted to the point where lies were being told to contain
participating in an orgy. Midway through the film, low and behold Creepy was seen with the lead character. It is rumored to this day that Creepy had become the king of hotel porn.
Zainab 's life is, however, different. She has to take care of her sick mother, to manage the house, and even to work in order to help her father. In a cinematic way the director shows the way in which Mourad spent his four years in Australia getting his Ph.D., by presenting his picture on a screen with a girl on his lap, gambling, and flirting with girls. Whereas, on the other hand, there is Zainab 's picture going through books and political documents, visiting a sick worker, and surrounded by workers who want to elect her. Mourad comes back after the foreign experts were forced to leave Egypt in 1956 and he becomes the production manager in one of the factories. Zainab turns out to be on the production committee of the same factory and they meet again. Zainab 's philosophy in life appears to be less hypocritical than Mourad 's. The years he went away left her sore. She says,"I learnt that he who has a wound in his heart is better than he who has a stone, that the working hand is more blessed than the full hand, and that the healing soul is worthier than the one that oppresses"(1. 35).
“Fine,” Harper said rolling her big brown eyes, flipping her short brown and kicking her narrow feet on the metal table in front of her.
“I suppose it will do me no good asking you where you were last night,” Eli sighed.
“How did you die?” Sheppard abruptly asked the woman, interrupting her seemingly unending stream of words.
On the morning of June 8th, 2016, the sky could not decide on its mood. The clouds hung grey, but their burden was light with precipitation. Sunshine, a quick shower, sunshine, a quick, and so on was the sky’s schedule until we were allowed into to a small room in the back of the Miami Beach Holocaust Memorial. The light sprinkling of rain made the walk to the room significantly surreal, at least to me. The small droplets still hung to the plants, but also hung, like tiers, to the green metal sculptures hidden among them. The figures were grim in appearance, green, ribs protruding from the side, hollow eyes, and open mouths that were letting out a hollow scream. Our class, 30 in number, shuffled in and took our seats.
Five more minutes. Sara noted, glancing at the building clock across the street. Bringing the last bit of cigarette to her lips, she exhaled, basking in the sensation of smoke coating her throat. This would be her last cigarette of the day and she had to make sure to not forget to spritz herself with her drugstore perfume later.
For a long moment, when she was on the ground, mounted with a hand down her shorts, filling her body with such confusing, conflicting sensations, Aida was terrified. She could feel the control slipping, just as it had during her first match, and a part of the girl almost wanted to give up, get it over with, rather than letting her opponent drag out her defeat. But sheer force of will drove her to keep calm- as best she could, anyway- and wait for a chance, any possible opportunity, to present itself that would help her turn things around. And sure enough, that very miracle came, and in what seemed like no time at all, things had swung firmly back into Aida 's favor, her confidence swelling with every moment; each time her knuckles thudded
"Well yeah, but I mean I can tell you anything right?" he had asked again.
Why was Susan naked? Did she call Kevin for a Sunday? I watched as Susan went back to the sofa and watched TV as she slowly opened the Sunday container.