Dogma? Ti riferisci al personaggio di "zittino" Bob?
Non è Dogma, ma è effettivamente un film comico.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
E alla fine arriva Polly?
No.
Preciso che la schiettezza di cui parlo è sorprendente (e comica) non solo perché il personaggio è taciturno ma per via del contesto generale.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
Frankenstein Junior?
Fuochino.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
Supponendo che sia di Kevin Smith dico Jay and Silent Bob, visto che a un certo punto Silent Bob, dopo essere rimasto zitto per diverso tempo, urla in faccia a Jay in una scena divertentissima 
Uhm, se siamo dalle parti di Frankenstein Junior... Proviamo con uno degli episodi di E ora qualcosa di completamente diverso, dei Monty Python?
Nessuno dei due.
Altra precisazione: il personaggio in questione è taciturno per deformazione professionale.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
Un uomo tranquillo?
E' sempre un dispiacere che quando tutti i lupi dovrebbero sollevarsi, un posto possa rimanere vuoto.
A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow,
the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives
Stark è grigio e Greyjoy è nero
Ma sembra che il vento sia in entrambi
No, ci stiamo allontanando.
Fun fact: malgrado questo personaggio taciturno dica una certa cosa in maniera schietta, non viene capito.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
The Rocky Horror Picture Show?
Uffa quella sensazione di averlo a portata di mano eppure... Groot in Guardiani della Galassia?
E' sempre un dispiacere che quando tutti i lupi dovrebbero sollevarsi, un posto possa rimanere vuoto.
A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow,
the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives
Stark è grigio e Greyjoy è nero
Ma sembra che il vento sia in entrambi
Nessuno dei due, ma in precedenza Menevyn è arrivato a un passo dalla soluzione sia per contesto temporale che autoriale.
The time between the notes relates the colour to the scenes
A constant vogue of triumphs dislocate man, so it seems
And space between the focus shape ascend knowledge of love
As song and chance develop time, lost social temperance rules above
Then according to the man who showed his outstretched arm to space
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place
Jon Anderson & Steve Howe (Close to the Edge)
What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.
George R. R. Martin (A Game of Thrones)
The measure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
So hard to earn, so easily burned
In the fullness of time,
A garden to nurture and protect
It's a measure of a life
The treasure of a life is a measure of love and respect,
The way you live, the gifts that you give
In the fullness of time,
It's the only return that you expect
Neil Peart (The Garden)
Ernest Hemingway once wrote, ‘The world is a fine place, and worth fighting for.’ I agree with the second part.
Andrew Kevin Walker (Seven)
In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.
George Orwell (Nineteen Eighty-Four)
Forse ho capito. Dracula morto e contento?
E' sempre un dispiacere che quando tutti i lupi dovrebbero sollevarsi, un posto possa rimanere vuoto.
A man might befriend a wolf, even break a wolf, but no man could truly tame a wolf.
When the snows fall and the white winds blow,
the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives
Stark è grigio e Greyjoy è nero
Ma sembra che il vento sia in entrambi
