Two women spend a weekend together at the North Sea. Walks on the beach, fish buns at a snack stand, mobile weather forecasts. Sky, horizon, water. One of them will soon return to her family in Argentina while the other one will try to come a step closer to the ocean. She travels to the Caribbean and the foreign makes her vulnerable. Then, the land is out of sight. On a sailing vessel she crosses the Atlantic Ocean. One wave follows the other, they never resemble. Thoughts go astray, time leaves the beaten track and the swell lulls to deep sleep. The sea takes over the narration. And when the other one reappears in it, the wind is still in her hair while the ground beneath her feet is solid. She returns and the one of them could ask: "Have you changed?
A shell shocked war veteran returns from Iraq to Detroit and finds the American Dream in ruins. Jim vanBebber is coming home - to war.
A frame that says, 'Drink makgeolli (rice wine) here and the one you miss will return' is hung on the wall of a tavern titled The Return. The tavern's regulars miss their lost ones.
你可(🗜)(kě )能说你(nǐ(🔅) )看不到五分(🧢)钟,我只能说(🍙)(shuō )你错过(guò(🌌) )了最后五分(🔒)钟。
沿海小镇(🎩)(zhèn ),威廉(lián )和(🚘)大角两兄弟(🥘)率领的两大(🎎)(dà )帮派——(🍆)白边,黑边长(📩)期盘踞于(yú(❓) )此。小(xiǎo )镇青(🔡)年不(bú ),本身(🍩)只是一个(gè(🗡) )暗恋邻(lín )家(🛍)女孩汐(xī )却(⛺)不敢表白,开(⏮)(kāi )着咖啡(fē(👚)i )厅混日子(zǐ )的小人物(wù ),却因(yīn )自己的(de )好兄弟三(sān )尺介入帮(bāng )派斗(🦒)争(zhēng ),在与(yǔ(⚾) )白边中神秘(🅾)冷美人(rén )兰(🎦)、好(hǎo )战的(😞)风、狠辣的(📥)大角哥的(de )较(🥢)量中(zhōng ),不的(🍳)战斗热血和(🖱)战斗天(tiān )赋(🍃)被强(qiáng )势激(🍌)起,一发而不(🏪)可收。然而接(🎁)(jiē )下来,汐(xī(😯) )的暧昧与伤(🌘)害,帮派斗(dò(🧣)u )争的升级(jí(🚏) ),与冷美人兰(🆒)灵(líng )与肉的(🕝)(de )纠葛,兄(xiōng )弟(😓)三尺的困境,让本无(wú )心江湖的(de )不必须挥(huī )动拳头(tóu )杀出重(chóng )重包(🔎)围。
In 1986, three teens were brutally murdered after knocking on the door of 59 Oakwood Lane. The killer was never found. Over the next forty years, rumours turned to legend, and while few will admit to believing the stories, kids are still warned never knock on the door of 59 Oakwood Lane for fear of what may answer.On this Halloween night, Grace and her friends are going to wish they’d heeded the warnings and never knocked…