미라클 영화 감상
I. 본 영화 내용에 대한 상세한 줄거리 및 영화에 대 한 전반적 소감
♣ 줄거리 ♣
소련과 미국의 중심으로 한 냉전체재 시대 1979년.
아이스하키에서 부진을 면치 못하던 미국의 아이스하키 위원회는 미국이 마지막으로 올림픽에서 아이스하키 금메달을 딴 1960년
Sweat」을 발표
-1927~32 희곡 『굉장한 날 Great Day』발표. 허버스 신과 결혼하지만 4년 후 이혼.
후원을 받아 플로리다, 앨라배마, 루이지애나, 서인도 제도들을 답사하면서 작품을 발표. 저작권 논쟁으로 랭스텀 휴즈와 불화를 빚고 결별.
-1932~34 『굉장한 날 Great Day』을 전통 흑인 민속
제품 특징
땀을 흘릴 때 빠져나가는 나트륨, 칼륨 등 인체의 신진대사에 꼭 필요한 전해질도 효과적으로 보충해주는 과학적인 음료
체액과 이온조성 및 농도가 가장 유사하기 때문에 물보다 2~3배 흡수가 빠르다.
무 색소, 무 방부제이기 때문에 소아과에서도 감기, 설사를 하는 아기에게 권
POCARI SWEAT
[Power + health + CARe + Ion + SWEAT]
포카리(POCARI)
밝음, 상쾌함, 약동감 등을 연상케 하는 접두사
+
스웨트(SWEAT)
땀을 의미하는 영어단어
'땀의 음료'라고 하는 개발 컨셉이 전달되도록 땀이라는 단어와 상쾌한 푸른 하늘을 연상시키는 어감을 합성해 명칭. '포카리'는 네팔어로 호수라는 뜻인
sweat. Nigger sweat. Maybe it ain’t white enough yet to suit him. Maybe he wants to mix some white sweat with it.”(p.236)
P. 230-231 (Harris와 Abner의 방화 재판)
* He thought in despair: ‘ourn! Mine and hisn both! He’s my father!’
* ‘He aims for me to lie’, he thought, again with that frantic grief and despair. ‘And I will have to do hit.’
* The boy said nothin
The Nutty Professor Script
- * Hey, hey Hey-hey-hey * - Lets sweat!
- * Macho, macho man * - * Macho man *
- Come on! - * Ive got to be *
- Thats right! Shake it, honey! - * A macho man *
* Macho, macho man *
- Oh, yeah! Like a pony! Im a pony! - * Ive got to be a macho *
Dont you feeI Iike a pony when you sweat?
- Oh, yeah! Yeah! Go! - * Ive got to be *
- Go! Do it! Come on! - * A macho man *
*
RELIC
a screenplay by Amy Holden Jones
based on the book by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child
March 16, 1995
TITLE CARD... BELEM BRAZIL - JULY...
EXT. BELEM STREETS - NIGHT
A taxi careens down narrow roadways at breakneck speeds.
INT. TAXI - NIGHT
In the back seat is WHITTLESLEY. Early 40s, the wreck of a once
handsome man. Unshaven. Sweat stained. Rail thin. Scratches on his
arms, a fresh scar
FIGHT CLUB
by
Jim Uhls
based on a novel by
Chuck Palahnuik
2/16/98
SCREEN BLACK
JACK (V.O.)
People were always asking me, did I
know Tyler Durden.
FADE IN:
INT. SOCIAL ROOM - TOP FLOOR OF HIGH RISE -- NIGHT
TYLER has one arm around Jacks shoulder; the other hand
holds a HANDGUN with the barrel lodged in JACKS MOUTH.
Tyler is sitting in Jacks lap.
They are both sweating and disheveled, both around
sweating and straining, four hundred feet in the air. He has
an ice-pick tethered to each hand, ice-cleats on his boots. A black
backpack. As he climbs, spider-like, pulling himself up, he goes to
JAM A CLEAT into the ice, but -
CRACK! A 50 foot stiletto of ice breaks off, CRASHING onto the rocks
below. Regaining his foothold, Bond looks down: Certain death. He
looks up: So very, very, far to go.
sweat?
- No, you just...
- Do I smell?
- No. God...
- Ladies?
- Okay. Your turn.
Im sweating too much.
You waiting for somebody?
- Something to drink?
- Just water, thanks.
Ill give you a minute to look at the menu.
Tha okay. I was in here yesterday, Slim.
- Wha your real name?
- No.
I like it. Dont you think
i kind of negative, though?
No, I dont tell my name.
Okay.
Give me the soup, turkey burg