Süre                : 1 Saat 35 dakika
Çıkış Tarihi     : 14 Eylül 2007 Cuma, Yapım Yılı : 2007
Türü                : Drama,Gizemli,Heyecanlı
Taglar             : Kasaba,göl,İtalya,Kuzey İtalya,Flashback
Ülke                : İtalya
Yapımcı          :  Indigo Film , Medusa Film , Sky
Yönetmen       : Andrea Molaioli (IMDB)(ekşi)
Senarist          : Karin Fossum (IMDB)(ekşi),Sandro Petraglia (IMDB),Ludovica Rampoldi (IMDB)
Oyuncular      : Toni Servillo (IMDB)(ekşi), Denis Fasolo (IMDB), Nello Mascia (IMDB), Giulia Michelini (IMDB), Marco Baliani (IMDB), Fausto Maria Sciarappa (IMDB), Franco Ravera (IMDB), Sara D'Amario (IMDB), Heidi Caldart (IMDB), Alessia Piovan (IMDB), Nicole Perrone (IMDB), Anna Bonaiuto (IMDB), Omero Antonutti (IMDB), Fabrizio Gifuni (IMDB), Valeria Golino (IMDB), Augusto Balliana (IMDB), Enrico Cavallero (IMDB), Sandra Cosatto (IMDB), Daniele Griggio (IMDB), Maria Sole Mansutti (IMDB), Marzia Postogna (IMDB), Giuliano Zannier (IMDB)

La ragazza del lago (~ No mires atrás) ' Filminin Konusu :
La ragazza del lago is a movie starring Toni Servillo, Denis Fasolo, and Nello Mascia. The body of a young woman is found in a small and quiet town in North Italy. A detective from the nearby main city is called to solve the mystery.

Ödüller      :

Venedik Film Festivali:Pasinetti Award-Best Actor, Isvema Award


  • "mike oldfield'ın 1984 yılında çıkardığı discovery albümünün son şarkısı. epey uzaklara götürür. çarpar mazallah adamı."
  • "bir zamanlar hp fan fiction yazarıydı."
  • "antony and the johnsons the lake ep'sinden sözleri edgar allan poe'ya ait derin bir uykudan uyanış ve yeni bir uykuya dalış ninnisi..."




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    fatal portrait adlı king diamond albümünden bir parça ismi.

    it is sunday morning, well right before dawn
    a little girl is dancing, on the mansion "porch"
    she calls out a name, "god give him the sea"
    i'm here from the darkest deep
    and hear my name...
    down by the lake, there's the shadow of grief
    dancind hand in hand with the devil
    watching from the bridge, the one near by the lake
    why sister margaret? no need the hate
    yes, we all know, "light your seventh cross"
    oh please do it my dear
    while you're lost
    down by the lake...
    dancing hand in hand...
    (solo)
    and the nun has been seen
    i want your cross
    now come and play
    sister margaret
    follow "pry", the nun won't give in
    she catched us along
    scared as hell, the little girl is screaming
    when sister margaret disapears in the lake
    down by the lake, there's the shadow of happiness
    dancing hand in hand with the devil


    (augustin - 20 Şubat 2002 12:45)

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    aqualung'ın the lake house filmini anımsatan şarkısı.

    this house
    is full of secrets
    this house
    smells of ghosts
    dreams that never woke
    dreams that never woke
    nightmares never spoke

    outside
    waters black
    this one i wont throw back
    lifetime is too long
    lifetime is too long
    lets say no more about it

    listen to me
    i can only say this once
    are you listening
    see these empty hands
    knowing it was all for you
    ill see you again
    down by the lake

    sleeping
    beauty stirs
    the whole world
    could be hers
    but after all these years
    after all these years
    we'll say no more about it

    listen to me
    i can only say this once
    are you listening
    see these empty hands
    knowing it was all for you
    til i see you again
    yes ill see you again
    when i see you again
    down by the lake

    this house
    was built with ghosts


    (rapper134 - 25 Mart 2009 13:16)

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    bathory'nin "blood on ice" albümünde yer alan mükemmel parça:

    the lake

    the one eyed old man told me that the face that i will see
    has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory
    i cannot fight blindfolded and i'd freeze if i should see.
    so i need to sacrifice my eyes to see all from within.

    the one eyed old man told me of a lake that no-one knows of.
    where the end of the sky unites with the bottom countless feet down deep
    and he told me when this world was young into it's depths his eye he had thrown
    so that though one eyed, he could see more than can be seen.

    i'll throw my eyes into the lake.
    so that i will see from within
    i'll throw my eyes into the lake
    and when blind i will still see.

    at the bottom of the lake.
    my two eyes will shine like the stars
    at the bottom of the lake
    i will see no matter how near or far
    regardless at which speed my horse
    takes me through the night
    no matter how sharp the blade of my sword seems to be.
    even with the aid of two pair of eyes way up high
    in the end before the beast, it's face i would have had to see.

    but with my two eyes in the depths my vision is supreme
    i see all things that can't be seen
    but not my hand that is held out in front of me.
    the face that makes me freeze
    i now need not see at all.
    i'll feel the presence of the beast.
    but will not need stare him down no more.

    i've thrown my eyes into the lake.
    so that i will see from within
    i've throw my eyes into the lake
    and now when blind i still see.

    at the bottom of the lake.
    my two eyes are shining like the stars
    at the bottom of the lake
    i now see no matter how near or far


    (iron maiden fan - 3 Ekim 2002 00:29)

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    edgar allan poe'dan ise böyle sözcüklerle ortaya çikmis:

    in spring of youth it was my lot
    to haunt of the wide world a spot
    the which i could not love the less-
    so lovely was the loneliness
    of a wild lake, with black rock bound,
    and the tall pines that towered around.

    but when the night had thrown her pall
    upon that spot, as upon all,
    and the mystic wind went by
    murmuring in melody-
    then- ah then i would awake
    to the terror of the lone lake.

    yet that terror was not fright,
    but a tremulous delight-
    a feeling not the jewelled mine
    could teach or bribe me to define-
    nor love- although the love were thine.

    death was in that poisonous wave,
    and in its gulf a fitting grave
    for him who thence could solace bring
    to his lone imagining-
    whose solitary soul could make
    an eden of that dim lake.


    (queasiness - 21 Haziran 2005 17:11)

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