Love Actually | a movie trailer

Love Actually [extensive cast] Emma Thompson. Hugh Grant. Alan Rickman. & the list goes on.

My top favorite Christmas film. Love. Joy. Screwy & Screw-ups.

All of London is in love — or longing to be — in Four Weddings and a Funeral writer Richard Curtis’ first directorial effort. Billed as “the ultimate romantic comedy,” Love Actually involves more than a dozen main characters, each weaving his or her way into another’s heart over the course of one particularly eventful Christmas. The seemingly perfect wedding of Juliet (Keira Knightley) and Peter (Chiwetel Ejiofor) brings many of the principals together, including heartsick best man Mark (Andrew Lincoln), who harbors a very unrequited crush on Juliet. There’s also recent widower Daniel (Liam Neeson), trying to help his lonely stepson Sam (Thomas Sangster) express his true feelings to a classmate. Across town, devoted working mother Karen (Emma Thompson) tries to rekindle the passion of her husband, Harry (Alan Rickman), who secretly pines for a young colleague of his. In the same office, the lonely Sarah (Laura Linney) not-so-secretly pines for a man just a few desks away (Rodrigo Santoro), who returns her affections but may not be able to dissuade her neuroses. Providing the unofficial soundtrack for all of the couples is an aging rocker (Bill Nighy) who just wants to cash in and get laid — but even he might find a meaningful relationship in the most unlikely of places. A working print of Love Actually premiered at the 2003 Toronto International Film Festival. ~ Michael Hastings, Rovi

Rating: R (for sexuality, nudity and language)
Genre: Comedy, Romance
Length: 2h 15m

Directed By: Richard Curtis
Written By: Richard Curtis

Studio: Universal Pictures

Big Little Lies | HBO Series


Big Little Lies – HBO Series Trailer

HBO’s Limited Series ‘Big Little Lies’ [Adapted from Book by Liane Moriarty (Australian Author with Six Internationally Best Selling Novels plus more to come)].  The series is meant to tell the story from the book. Well, at the end of S1 E3 ‘Living the Dream’ the song ‘Harvest Moon’ by Neil Young is played for  married couple Nicole Kidman and Alexander Skarsgard (True Blood) while they are dancing tenderly. ‘Big Little Lies’ also stars Reese Witherspoon . Shailene Woodley . Zoe Kravitz [Lenny Kravitz daughter] . Laura Dern . plus lots more talent. Did I mention it is a murder mystery & no one knows who’s dead? The series may keep it that way until the end. No hints just questioning potential suspects or witnesses. Someone is both.

Hope you feel the dancing from Neil Young’s song ‘Harvest Moon’ . Lovely | Beautiful | Overflows with Love

Rate Series . . . 5***** Binge Worthy
Rating . . . PG13 Violence | Sexuality Rough | Language | Content
Genre . . . Mystery | Relationships | Families | Murder


Neil Young – Harvest Moon

“Harvest Moon”
by Neil Young

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleepin’
We could dream this night away.

But there’s a full moon risin’
Let’s go dancin’ in the light
We know where the music’s playin’
Let’s go out and feel the night.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

When we were strangers
I watched you from afar
When we were lovers
I loved you with all my heart.

But now it’s gettin’ late
And the moon is climbin’ high
I want to celebrate
See it shinin’ in your eye.

Because I’m still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I’m still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

“A Thousand Kisses Deep”

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“A Thousand Kisses Deep”

Poem Written & Read by Leonard Cohen

Post by Jennifer Kiley

Post Saturday 12th July 2014

 

Sony – Two Worlds

“That’s What I Heard You Say”
Original Poem Written & Read by Leonard Cohen

Don’t matter if the road is long
Don’t matter if it’s steep
Don’t matter if the page is gone
It’s written that we’ll meet.
I loved you when you opened
like a lily to the heat
and I love you when it closes
a thousand kisses deep.

I know you had to lie to me
I know you had to cheat
You learned it on your father’s knee
and at your mother’s feet.
But did you have to fight your way
across the burning street
where all our vital interests lay
a thousand kisses deep…

[the rest of poem below is Not on video]

Don’t matter if you’re rich and strong
Don’t matter if you’re weak
Don’t matter if you write a song
The nightingales repeat
Don’t matter if it’s nine to five
Or timeless and unique
You ditch your life to stay alive
A thousand kisses deep

I hear their voices in the wine
That sometimes did me seek
The band is playing Auld Lang Syne
But the heart will not retreat
There’s no forsaking what you love
No existential leap
As witnessed here in time and blood
A thousand kisses deep

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In Bed The Kiss – Artist Toulouse Lautrec

 

“Nuit Blanche” – A Short Film

i heart short films
Nuit Blanche” – A Short Film
Post Created by Jennifer Kiley
Created 12th April 2014
Posted on Friday 30th May 2014
I ❤ SHORT FILMS

A MOST PASSIONATE ENCOUNTER.
SOMETHING WE MAY FANTASIZE
BUT OFTEN DO NOT TAKE THE STEP
OR CRASH FORWARD HEAD ON
GAYLY OR STRAIGHT INTO
A SPECTACULAR BRAIN BLASTING
KISS TO MAKE ALL OTHERS
PALE IN COMPARISON.

here, i give you “nuit blanche”

Nuit Blanche – from Spy Films

facebook.com/spyfilms.worldwide – Nuit Blanche explores a fleeting moment between two strangers, revealing their brief connection in a hyper real fantasy.

The making of the award winning “Nuit Blanche”

Watch the “Making of” here – vimeo.com/9076775

Private Writings: Chapter #62 – “Act Natural Be GAY”

private writings to a psychoanalyst (c) Jk 2013“Act Natural Be GAY”

Private Writings: Chapter #62

Written by Jennifer Kiley

Posted On Tuesday 20th May 2014

WARNING: ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT.
Not Suitable For Children.
All Characters Are Fictitious.
Anyone Resembling Anyone Living or Dead
Is Purely Coincidental.

Crypticistic Synopsis

private writings to dr. annie haskell psychoanalyst

I am the storyteller using imagination fantasy feelings & thoughts to discover self soul eternal serenity & bliss but to most importantly tell the best tale ever after upon a time

see you down the rabbit hole.

Private Writings: Chapter #62 — “Act Natural Be GAY”

Tuesday 11th November 2008

Dear Annie,

I don’t speak his name. The last time I saw him he leaned into give me a kiss. I thought it would of course be innocent. A male parental figure was standing very nearby. He could see anything if there was anything to see. My guard was down. Never expecting him to do what was the last time he physically touched me. It was inappropriate what he did. Some may think tame. I felt disgusted. It was a lean in for a kiss on the cheek & turned into a full frontal assault. He grabbed at my breasts with one hand & with the other, he had his open palm hard up against the back of my head. What the fuck just happened?

He forced himself onto me. His tongue tried to push its way inside of my mouth. It felt awkward. I pushed him away & laughed off his assault. When I left that day, years ago, it was the last time I was ever physically in his presence again. Seeing him gives me nightmares & I see him in my dreams. It seems I get regular visits from the undead when I am sleeping. And now I see them in window glass, reflecting back at me. it shook me up seeing her face.

I think she is watching me. Maybe it is her punishment for her unbecoming not like parent’s behavior at all. She must see how I have been since I have left them behind. College & psychotherapy have saved me. So has smoking weed. It calms down my nerves. Helps me be able to talk to one person at a time. Not one for large gatherings. More so now. I love my quiet time to write & paint.

I want to know what it feels like to love someone without ever having experienced any of the abuse & punishment I had to endure. Add onto the degree of treachery in my childhood, I am surprised I never succeeded at killing myself. Suicide is with me all the time. It may take time off for some quiet time but the depression and suicidal thoughts & feelings circulate my senses whenever I come off of a manic phase. Presently I am manic. I don’t get it. What is it that Scottie is experiencing with me when she tells me I am manic. I know what depression probably looks like. It is awful to feel it. I’ve grown accustomed to the music I want to hear when I am going down under into the darkness. The music is essential. It is my companion among the walking dead.

When I am not depressed, I do not want to ever die. If I could find a cure for Death, I would certainly use it. One exception, the pain, it would have to exist on a reasonable level of endurance. I would want to feel pleasure & to give pleasure. I would want my sexual creatures who spook me away from touch & hugging & kissing. It is not that I don’t enjoy being touched by a woman I love, it is my not being able to give the completeness of love to her or to myself while I am with someone I would want to make love to in as free a fashion as possible. I love the sensation of my body being aroused. It is the release that brings on all the problems & rejections & turning cold at the touch of anyone who tried to make love to me. Maybe I make love to them or I am just trying to bring them some kind of satisfaction, knowing eventually I will be a failure & the lady I have strong feelings for will just suddenly disappeared as quickly as she appeared in my life.

What am I really afraid to tell you Annie? Why am I hiding away from facing you? I know why. I have been pushing my physical feelings for you down. I believe I am in love with you. I desire everything about you. Your voice melts the nerves inside my body & I want so much just to be held in your arms. And if you would allow, I would love to hold you close to me.

If I fantasized on what I would want from you, I would say, I would want to love you. To find the formula inside of you to bring me out of the shell I have been trapped in from the moment the first wrong person did things to me that made me feel ashamed & frightened.

I thought the first time, he might kill me. I heard later on when I was older that some of the places my abusers would take me were remote. There were never any people around except myself & the abuser of choice my male parental unit would assign me to take care of.

He made connections using me. The people that used me sexually were important men. They had power. If anyone ever were to find out what they were doing to me, they would kill me. I don’t imagine that, it was the kind of threat I received all the time. One time I made a pedophile so angry when I wanted him to stop. When he didn’t I threatened to go to the police. They would stop them all.

His rage came flying out. He held tightly to my throat with his right hand & his left hand was held up to punch me in the face. I stood my ground as solid as I could. He told me if he ever heard me use any kind of threat like that again, he would kill me. He said that sex from children was easy to find. I wasn’t his only sex toy.

This made me feel sick to my stomach. It felt like I was going to die. I was trapped inside this shit by my own semen donor. He was such a filthy pig & still is. Now he’s just trying to steal my inheritance from my grandmother. No relation to my A.I. She hated him but had no idea what he was making me do.

I was a sex slave to anything he wanted me to do. And my shadow mother was the torturer. The two together made Caligula look like an innocent yet still a madman.

It was a true den of iniquity. No one knew what anyone else was doing. I lived in a den of snakes of the poisonous kind. The poison didn’t kill me but it made me blind to my senses. I lost the ability to tell reality from madness. What does one do when most of their childhood was filled with evil from bad men & women?

I have been working on getting better most of my life after 19. That’s when I started therapy & have been in & out of new therapists’ offices ever since.

I want you to stay around for a long time. I need you in my life so don’t abandon me. Please be the exception.

I wanted you to do me a favor. Since I have missed so many of the meetings of the new trauma group you run with a new therapist to me. I love her name, “Maria Garcia Falcón.” I definitely am going to be back as soon as I am able to walk out of Redcliff. I really miss certain people more than others. I miss you. I miss Maria. She is always so good to me & understanding. It really feels like Maria gets me.

Enough for now. Just please root for me Annie. I want to go home. My babies are going to be so annoyed with me, they probably won’t let me pet them when I do get home, just to punish me. No, they are not the vindictive types. They are quite Zen our sweet babies.

Love & Hugs
Madison
@>-;–

© Madison Taylor 2008

“I think writing really helps you heal yourself. I think if you write long enough, you will be a healthy person. That is, if you write what you need to write, as opposed to what will make money, or what will make fame.“ — Alice Walker

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“A Dream
The beginning always starts out
With a dream.
It is all a dream
In our own nightmares”
— Madison Taylor

negative of le chateau de rocher by j. kiley (c) jennifer kiley 2013Le Chateau de Rocher [Home to Madison & Scottie – their Cats & daughter Alison. She has her own place on the estate

play is not just play meryl streep“Pretending is not just play. Pretending is imagined possibility” — Meryl Streep

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“Until”

creative musings [dragon]“Until”
Song by James Conlee
Post Saturday 10th May 2014

Romance is not over. Wanting someone to be who you feel you are in love with – where is it written love stops at someone elses definition. for me love is a joining of souls. once they really commune. the connection is forever. i want love & honesty – not made up words into phrases to mimic what the other feels is real. you are suppose to be real. but fantasy is all i feel from you.

pretend but not in a good & honest exchange. you spoil it for those who try their hardest to trust & keep believing the truth is being spoken this time. the truth has arrived. it is here. love is love again.

— jkm the secret keeper

 

“Love is something more stern and splendid than mere kindness.”


Until – James Conlee

Until
by James Conlee

In the sun
Beyond the shadows
That you cast
I’ll keep my safe distance
And all I’m bound to say is the past
You will hear
In the night
Beyond the light that filters through
I’ll keep my safe distance
And though I long to hold you
I’ll be here

In my dreams beyond the day
You said to me
To keep my safe distance
I haven’t moved
I haven’t
Had the strength to leave
But in these rooms
With time standing still
Where the walls and where the laughter
They wonder if you will return
Our lives stay just as they seem
But are you where you’re wanted
And are we free

Oh not till your sky has flown
And all of your secrets known
After your walls are turned aside
I will be here alone
After your so mysterious
And all other words fulfilled
All that I’m left with
Is I loved you
And I will love you until
Until the oceans burn with fire
Till they carried you tonight
See I loved you
And I will love you
Until the rivers turn to stone
Til you return you I will be alone
But I will love
Love you until
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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