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Gerald Barrett25 said:.
Here’s what’s actually worth watching in theaters across the US right now: The Quiet American, The Life of David Gale, The Good Thief (which features Emir Kusturica 😁), and Spider.

The Good Thief is absolute garbage 🙂 and honestly, Life of David Gale isn't much better either 👎

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Linda Flores2 said:Here is another link for you. It turns out my friend has Hodgkin, not Non-Hodgkin like we all thought. Bob, shoot me a private message if you want to chat.

http://www.oncologychannel.com/hodgkins/facts.shtml

Dear,
I didn't see your post until just now, but I wanted to reach out. I am so relieved to hear your friend doesn't have Non-Hodgkin. Honestly, every night I lie in bed praying to God that nobody has to suffer from any kind of illness!
As for us, my husband is doing pretty well—he’s handling the treatments quite well. He just finished his seventh round and they are getting him ready for an autologous stem cell transplant, which they plan to do after the eighth round. It’s definitely not easy, but since he’s made it this far, I know he can handle this too. Looking at everything going on in the world, it feels like these kinds of illnesses are often tied to the chaos of conflict. It makes you worry about what the future holds with everything happening over in the Arabian Peninsula and beyond...
Wishing you the very best. Please don't hesitate to reach out again if you need anything; I'd be happy to help.

Warmly, Bob

I honestly doubt you’ll make it all the way to the end 😁

From the very start, I was already thinking about giving up... seeing how incredibly tantalizing yet frustrating the viewing experience was going to be. I told myself, "Fine, I've got nothing else to do, I might as well see this through to the finish line." But after 25 minutes of Mel Gibson's relentless preaching and heavy-handed patriotism... when he started thanking God for his bread, his kids, his wife, his house, America, his dishwasher, and even his junk 😁 during a prayer that felt like it lasted an eternity... I was done 😁 and just shut off the TV 👍

If you're into staying silent and playing down your own intellect, then hey, go right ahead 😉

And for the record, I didn't pirate this movie... I swear 😳

Blue Eyes said:Is that the one with Mel Gibson? 🙂

I watched the first 20 minutes and honestly, I felt a little nauseous. 🙂

It was that scene in the chapel... when Mel starts rambling about being grateful to God and praying... that was my cue to go hit the WC. 😁

🙂

Is that that gross movie starring Mel Gibson... 🙂

I watched the first 20 minutes and honestly, I felt sick 🙂

Beyond that, these narratives follow the exact logic of Orwell’s *Animal Farm*, where the core premise is that all animals are equal—except for some who are just "more equal" than others.

It's nothing but pure hypocrisy. There's no unity here, and certainly no love. We've fought, we're fighting, and we'll keep fighting. We've forced our will on others, we're doing it now, and we'll keep forcing it on them in the future.

🙂

Plus, if you've got the right firepower, you'll see just how fast that religion spreads its message of love. You'll pick up new followers faster than you can count them

Oh, for sure! I work with medicinal compounds all the time—it's honestly super fascinating 🙂

Essence gave you a solid answer there (which is pretty much what I told you 😉 )

I am totally lost! What century are we even living in right now?😢

Alright, let's settle this once and for all...

What actually matters most in Formula 1? Is a team great because they’ve secured a legendary driver, or is a driver only performing at an elite level because they’re sitting in a championship-winning car? If you swapped them out for a mediocre machine, would they even hold their own?

A buddy of mine (you might recognize him as 😉) and I were just going back and forth on whether the car or the driver is the true deciding factor...

I mean, look back at the 1950s. Fangio snagged five world titles, but he did it across three different teams and three different cars. Yet, people rarely talk about his raw talent; instead, they just shrug and say, "Well, cars only went 80 mph back then." Sure, that's true. But *every* car went 80 mph! It’s the same logic today—the field is so tight that almost every car hits roughly 230 mph. The gap isn't the variable; the skill is.

Then there's Ayrton Senna. He's idolized like a god, but we're left wondering: if he hadn't tragically passed away, would he have kept dominating? No one can know for sure. Maybe he would've kept tearing up tracks forever, or maybe he would've hit a ceiling.
Schumacher also pulled off five titles... was that pure talent or just being in the right seat at the right time? Personally, I think he was the real deal. If Michael leaves Ferrari, they aren't going back to the top anytime soon. Regardless of how arrogant he could be, you can't deny he was in a league of his own.

So, I want to hear from you. Who's the real MVP: the driver or the team? Back up your take with facts, but keep it real—don't just quote other people. Use your own words and give me your honest opinion.😉

shadowjackal88 said:New York.

That’s just not true... Movie selection in New York is just as limited... I have friends living in New York who constantly complain about how they can't see the same films they catch in London...

Gerald Barrett25, I’m not just talking about big commercial hits like Chicago that get filmed in Toronto... 🙄 I mean indie gems, world cinema, and experimental stuff too...

Amanda Cruz68... I don't care when the premiere for some mediocre flick like "Maid in Manhattan" hit Washington, D.C. 🙄 Your options are still super restricted... So what if three blockbusters arrive three days early? If "Habl Con Ell" shows up six months late, or if it looks like Cronenberg's "Spider" might not even make it to your screens at all... 🙂

In London, you can pretty much see any film ever shot and distributed...

Where else are you going to find Kurdish, Uzbek, or Azerbaijani cinema? 😉

We've got the Sundance Film Festival, Raindance Film Festival, Human Rights Film Festival, Frameline Film Festival, San Francisco Jewish Film Festival, and even kids' festivals... plus all those international showcases like the Taormina Film Festival, Mexican, Greek, Russian, Chilean, Turkish, and more...

Can you even compete with that? 🙂

I mean, let's be real... London has the most incredible arts scene on the planet... 🙂 And that's not even counting the exhibitions, the music, or the theater... 🙂
I honestly think after London, it’s London Paris, then maybe Bec... and only then maybe Toronto or New York. 🙂

If you don't live in London, I actually feel bad for you. 🙂

I’m sending some good vibes and Sun your way 🙂

Patrick Chase2 said:We used chloral hydrate for the sedation.
Intraperitoneally.
Basically, you’d inject the solution directly into the abdominal cavity.
It required a coordinated effort—one person had to pin the rat down by its tail and neck fur while the other plunged the needle into the belly to pump in the drug.
And let me tell you, their bites are no joke.
If you take the volume of that syringe relative to the size of a rat and scale that up to a human... we're talking about something absolutely horrific.
Usually, the animals would just lose control of their bowels from the stress.

Then came the pinning. We’d fix the specimen to a Styrofoam pad using thick, blunt pins.😲 😲

Finally, we’d open up the abdomen.

It was actually surreal... seeing organs still functioning... performing these pointless little experiments, like counting how many extra drops of urine leak through a needle inserted into the bladder after injecting glucose... stuff like that.
Two whole semesters of this...you find THAT fascinating???!!!!!!!!!!! 😲

Even knowing full well that there's a living creature pinned there in agony, drugged and shaking, and that the experiments themselves are redundant—results you could find in any textbook—there was this genuinely thrilling, if slightly creepy, rush to it all.I honestly can't blame you! 😢

That feeling of being able to manipulate a living system...
The smell of warm guts and blood... (if I'm being honest! : licking lips emoji: somewhere deep in my subconscious...)

You had all kinds of students: some were totally revolted and left the hands-on work to others; some were just mindless nerds who did it mechanically and complained about what they didn't have to do;
Some did the job while cracking tasteless, gory jokes.

And then there were those who refused to sacrifice the mice and rats—but it was all for nothing.
I guess they learned something from those "sacrifices to Mercury."

Of course, you had to finish with a pneumothorax—a lethal cut through the diaphragm with scissors so the specimen would suffocate from lung collapse and die.
Sometimes someone wouldn't do it properly, and you'd end up with waking rats and open bellies crawling out of trash bags and making a total mess...

(More to come...) please don't!

😲 😲 😢 😢 This is straight out of a Marquis de Sade novel... what is this doing here?

Patrick Ramirez4 said:It’s fine if you just want something to kill an afternoon. It’s just too much rap and grit on the screen... 👎 👎

Too much rap? LOL, that's literally the comment of the month. 🙄 That’s like looking at Boyz n the Hood, Menace II Society, or CB4—any movie where rappers act or just any "urban" film, for lack of a better word—and complaining there's too much rap in it. I mean, that's literally why the movie was made. 🙂

Betty Rivera14 said:Honestly, I think the smartest move would be to ditch the pills and just go natural. 🙂

You won't have to deal with any issues regarding bloating or those annoying weekend cycles for at least nine months.

Plus, losing that belly bloat will finally bring everything back into some kind of balance.

I'm totally on board with that. I really believe that's the best way for her to fix this once and for all. 😉 👍 🙏 😁 🙂

And don't even get me started on the endless stream of festivals... 🙏 👋

In my opinion, New York City has the best selection when it comes to movies... 🙂 🙏

Eowyn:
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There comes a moment when a woman just breaks. When you realize there’s absolutely nowhere left to turn, the sheer stupidity and shock of it all makes you feel like you're completely detached from your own body. You just find yourself praying to God that it'll all be over soon.
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But that feeling of being disconnected? That doesn't just vanish overnight. If it ever leaves you at all....