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★★★☆☆ 3.5 out of 5 stars. Un cutscene de videojuego de 140 minutos, con diálogos afectados y sus buenas peleas en 3ra persona.
Efectos, música, vestuario, escenario, peleas, fotografía, cámara HD, 46 FPS: 5/5
Personajes caricaturizados en extremo, diálogo afectado: 1/5
This was a fine experience, wall-e really shines. The first half of the movie is pure art and so are the credits. It also feels like it borrowed a lot of elements from Idiocracy.Highly recommended.
(Wall-e = Regg-e)
Another Shakespearean rendition, this time by shortline99: PETER: When I was but a lad of lesser years a wise man posed a question to my ears: if ever a great windfall I had found what wouldst I do with but one million pounds? And if I were to say the chore I'd try would be to build the carriages, then I, I'd be a carriage-maker, biding time by mending wood and making naught a dime.
SAMIR: Lo, and your answer? PETER: I had no reply, and thus I am imprisoned here to die.
MIKE: This old man's useless riddles hold no sway, for if there were a purpose to your say then none would claim that he would shovel shiat and streets of London would remain unfit.
SAMIR: Would I give truth to this I would declare That I would leave this fortune in the care Of my old friend Saheib, or at the least would leave some to the bankers of the East.
MIKE: This question's purpose yet eludes thee too, as all you say does not reveal... the... you... What? PC Load Letter? O by the stars, I'll tear this base machine into its parts!
A scene from pulp fiction in Shakespearean style by ceruleanst. Fucking A.ACT I SCENE 2. A road, morning. Enter JULES and VINCENT, murderers.V: And know'st thou what the French name cottage pie?J: Say they not cottage pie, in their own tongue?V: But nay, their tongues, for speech and taste alike Are strange to ours, with their own history: Gaul knoweth not a cottage from a house.J: What say they then, pray?V: Hachis Parmentier.J: Hachis Parmentier! What name they cream?V: Cream is but cream, only they say la crème.J: What do they name black pudding?V: I know not; I visited no inn it could be bought.--J: Your pardon; did I break thy concentration? Continue! Ah, but now thy tongue is still. Allow me then to offer a response. Describe Marsellus Wallace to me, pray.B: What?J: What country dost thou hail from?B: What?J: Thou sayest thou dost hail from distant What? I know but naught of thy fair country What. What language speak they in the land of What?B: What?J: English, base knave, dost thou speak it?B: Aye!J: Then hearken to my words and answer them! Describe to me Marsellus Wallace!B: What?JULES presses his knife to BRETT's throatJ: Speak 'What' again! Thou cur, cry 'What' again! I dare thee utter 'What' again but once! I dare thee twice and spit upon thy name! Now, paint for me a portraiture in words, If thou hast any in thy head but 'What', Of Marsellus Wallace!B: He is dark.J: Aye, and what more?B: His head is shaven bald.J: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?B: What?JULES strikes and BRETT cries outJ: Hath he the semblance of a harlot?B: Nay!J: Then why didst thou attempt to bed him thus?B: I did not!J: Aye, thou didst! O, aye, thou didst! Thou sought to rape him like a chattel whore! And sooth, Lord Wallace is displeased to bed With aught but Lady Wallace, whom he wed.
