Posted: Tue Jun 08, 2010 8:40 pm
То май няма ситком ,който да не страда от синдрома "Сега вече знам вица, благодаря", но пък днес леко завъртях разни рандъм части от серии на Теорията из ютуба и най малкото си ме забавляваха ...
CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS, #242
A NOTE TO MY COLLEAGUES
After writing and producing TV for twenty years, I have developed a survival mechanism I like to call "show biz peripheral vision." What this means is that I can set my attention on the work at hand and still be able to see what's going on around me. The huddled confabs, the whispered asides, the sideways glances, the roll of the eyes, the smirks of disdain, the sulking pouts, the exhalations of disgust, the looks of admiration (few and far between), and the endless variations of body language that reveal impatience, rejection, jealousy, and simple disbelief that I'm in charge and you're not. I see it all. And I don't comment. I just make note of it. Occasionally I will respond in a roundabout fashion that might make you think I'm clairvoyant. I am not. I am simply watching. Just thought you might like to know.
Carry on.
Аааа, благодаря за линка, много ми се искаше да мога да ги поглеждам на воля. А и не всеки торент ги оставя след съответния епизод.Xellos wrote:Бележките накрая са доста ценни също
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Morwen wrote:Най-ужасното е, че някои сцени съм ги виждала на живо
CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS, #283
The smoke curled out of the barrel of her gun and drifted up to the ceiling where it caused an odd halo effect above the bare light bulb protruding from the cheap glass fixture that was meant as decoration but only served to sharpen the 100 watt glare that shone down upon the blood-soaked body of the man who had only moments before told her he loved her and would marry her as soon as he divorced his wife and worked out a financial arrangement that would allow them to leave this godforsaken city and never look back nor be haunted by the dark memories of lust and betrayal that she more or less had forgotten about but now came rushing back with a sudden ferocity when she remembered that she'd recently escaped from an insane asylum where she'd been held for eighteen years as a result of shooting her big sister's high school boyfriend after having sex with him and listening to him tell her that he loved her and wanted to marry her in a way that was eerily reminiscent of the dying man on the floor who had no idea that his wife was her big sister until she whispered it in his ear and then shot him in the head causing a hole that looked like a period