geenoo Banned

It's really a nice movie, even if in your review you exaggerated a bit with the epic tones. Because unfortunately, there's that veil of naivety, of perfection, of perfect fits... all very Hollywood-like that is somewhat nauseating. Besides an honest direction and nothing more. But it's still a good film.

Punny "open up"... tell us what you know, even after the "knowledge" you won't even listen to the record... big stuff... let us know.

Honest review, hyper-inflated group. But nice.

If you want, I'll beat you up tonight because I'm in a bad mood.

De Lorenzo, you’re becoming a caricature. You can't, in these times, make such outrageous claims. I believe you would have done well to abstract Marx's political ideas from what is happening today and especially from Italian political history. In Italy, the communists saved our asses sixty years ago. You know from whom? Yes, you know: from the fascists, from fascism. Talking about inverted people in this context truly sends shivers down my spine.

Anal fixation vol.3?

How can you not exist? With that belly!

...but only I know I'm young?

Punny your comment 45 (jogging at 8 in the morning) leads me to other fleeting considerations: 1) You go to work at 10:00; 2) You go to work stinking with rotting armpits; 3) You don't go to work; 4) You go to work but don't work (Brunetta is on the road..); 5) You're on sick leave (Brunetta is coming); 6) You’re a professional marathon runner (non poesse).

And at this point, I’ll also include the lyrics to compare with Bersani's latest productions:
I would like to seem to you
like a child
and walk
with you hand in hand
I would like to sit
behind that desk
and you, teacher, will speak to me
teach me how it should be
how a woman should be loved
queen, you may command
the music is already there
to dream
I loosen my braids and the horses
run
and your elegant legs
dance
dance for me
dance, dance
all night you’re beautiful
don’t stop but dance,
until
the stars run out
the dawn dissolves the sunset
I won’t complete my song
and I sing of you
I intone music, songs, and poems
while you dance, you melt
more
water is drunk to quench
while I watch, I die for you
in your skin, thousands
of stars
the cosmic space and even
more
give me life, give me love
try again and don’t stop.