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Showing posts with label winona ryder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winona ryder. Show all posts

Monday, February 21, 2011

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Meanwhile



Winona wonders how to make a Johnathon Schaech quilt...



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Wednesday, October 13, 2010

How very !



Morality : It's one thing to want someone out of your life, but it's another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer. 


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Friday, October 8, 2010

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Take a break





With Winona, one of the most talented actresses of our time.


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Thursday, October 29, 2009

I am Sam...






That girl could have been the hit actress of the 90's. But she chose to do less mainstream movies and concentrated on more indie movies despite her breakthrough in "pump up the volume" with an all pumped up Christian Slater. She played also notably in "How to make an american quilt" with Winslet fan Winona Ryder, and more known "American Pyscho" with Christian Bale.
She starred in the very short tv series "Harsh Realm". She's a tough talented actress, who always will be in our heart for playing the "Eat me, beat me Lady".

We love you Sam !


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Monday, August 17, 2009

W forever








... we had a crush on her ever since our big brother took us to the movies to see "Dracula" and we were not allowed in because of our young age...

She's been playing in indie movies these past years which is to her credit, but we do hope she'll make a big comeback, or just better than Star Trek really...

We love you Wino !

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Friday, January 23, 2009

Evil







It is trite to speak of a broken heart. Hearts are not broken; they continue to beat, the blood still courses, even in the bitter after-days of betrayal. But something is broken when pain beyond words is suffered; some connection that formerly existed with light and hope and bright mornings is severed, and can never be restored.

Possibly, it is beyond human art to convey the sense of something lost, but eternally present, that such place inspire.

For I think I know who sets this watcher on me, and who it is that desires to know what I now know. He smiles, and asks me how I am, and he shines like the sun in the estimation of the world; but there is evil in his heart.


Michael Cox “The meaning of night : a confession”