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Main Street on the March!


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IMDB Puanı (6,7)
IMDB OY (78)

Süre                : 20 dakika
Çıkış Tarihi     : 10 Ocak 1942 Cumartesi, Yapım Yılı : 1942
Türü                : Kısa Film,Tarih
Taglar             : ikinci dünya savaşı
Ülke                : ABD
Yapımcı          :  Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM)
Yönetmen       : Edward L. Cahn (IMDB)(ekşi)
Senarist          : Karl Kamb (IMDB)(ekşi)
Oyuncular      : John Nesbitt (IMDB)(ekşi), Raymond Gram Swing (IMDB), Neville Chamberlain (IMDB)(ekşi), H.V. Kaltenborn (IMDB)(ekşi), Franklin D. Roosevelt (IMDB), Winston Churchill (IMDB)(ekşi), George C. Marshall (IMDB)(ekşi), William S. Knudsen (IMDB)(ekşi), Harold R. Stark (IMDB), Barbara Bedford (IMDB), Margaret Bert (IMDB), Robert Blake (IMDB), Naomi Childers (IMDB), Mark Daniels (IMDB), Robert Homans (IMDB), Milton Kibbee (IMDB), May McAvoy (IMDB), William Tannen (IMDB)

Main Street on the March! ' Filminin Konusu :
Main Street on the March! is a short starring John Nesbitt, Raymond Gram Swing, and Neville Chamberlain. The film begins in the spring of 1940, just before the Nazi occupation of the Benelux countries, and ends immediately after the...


Main Street on the March! - Fragman / Trailer

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Franklin D. Roosevelt

Franklin D. Roosevelt
Winston Churchill

Winston Churchill
Robert Blake

Robert Blake
May McAvoy

May McAvoy



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    kokarca saati, robert lowell'ın en bilinen şiirlerinden biridir, elizabeth bishop'a ithafen yazılmıştır:

    nautilus island's hermit
    heiress still lives through winter in her spartan cottage;
    her sheep still graze above the sea.
    her son's a bishop. her farmer
    is first selectman in our village;
    she's in her dotage.

    thirsting for
    the hierarchie privacy
    of queen victoria's century,
    she buys up all
    the eyesores facing her shore,
    and lets them fall.

    the season's ill--
    we've lost our summer millionaire,
    who seemed to leap from an l. l. bean
    catalogue. his nine-knot yawl
    was auctioned off to lobstermen.
    a red fox stain covers blue hill.

    and now our fairy
    decorator brightens his shop for fall;
    his fishnet's filled with orange cork,
    orange, his cobbler's bench and awl;
    there is no money in his work,
    he'd rather marry.

    one dark night,
    my tudor ford climbed the hill's skull;
    i watched for love-cars. lights turned down,
    they lay together, hull to hull,
    where the graveyard shelves on the town. . . .
    my mind's not right.

    a car radio bleats,
    "love, o careless love. . . ." i hear
    my ill-spirit sob in each blood cell,
    as if my hand were at its throat. . . .
    i myself am hell;
    nobody's here--

    only skunks, that search
    in the moonlight for a bite to eat.
    they march on their soles up main street:
    white stripes, moonstruck eyes' red fire
    under the chalk-dry and spar spire
    of the trinitarian church.

    i stand on top
    of our back steps and breathe the rich air--
    a mother skunk with her column of kittens swills the garbage pail.
    she jabs her wedge-head in a cup
    of sour cream, drops her ostrich tail,
    and will not scare.


    (greges nigri - 30 Ekim 2010 09:56)

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