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Unmasking Shadows: The Enigmatic Depths of Comedy Movies. Content Warning.
Introduction: Within the realm of cinema, comedy movies have long been celebrated for their ability to uplift spirits and evoke uproarious laughter. Yet, beyond their jovial facade lies a hidden dimension, a mysterious and thought-provoking dark side that adds complexity to the comedy genre. In this exploration of the shadows, we shall embark on a journey through the enigmatic depths of comedy movies, unmasking the layers of irony, satire, and social commentary that often go unnoticed.
By Zakria Mirza3 years ago in Humor
with flowers
In the countryside, there are a variety of bird songs, pleasant to the ear; In some small towns, we can only see a flock of sparrows flying from tree to tree with a "whoosh", or a large flock of sparrows jumping and searching from the rubbish heap in front of the cake shop; Then I came to a bigger city where there were not even birds to be seen. Sometimes, standing in this quiet and noisy city, standing in the high-rise building, seeing a flock of birds flying high above, leaving only melancholy memories...
By Brasier Pannone3 years ago in Humor
Imperceptibly
Imperceptibly, the little goat has been two years old, but he is the sheep mother's sweetheart, every time to go out to play, the mother must remind. Little goat thinks mother is very verbose, he thinks: I have grown up, leave mother can also live independently. One night, he decided to leave his mother and go on his own. Late at night, while her mother was sleeping soundly, the little goat quietly went out of the door and walked deep into the forest. It was spring, and everything was awake. The warm sun was shining on the earth, and everything was full of life. The little goat climbed the steep mountain, waded across the clear river, and came to a vast prairie. Every day he drank mountain spring water when he was thirsty, and enjoyed the tender grass all over the mountains when he was hungry. Along the way, there were many small animals for company, and he was happy and proud. In a blink of an eye, the cold winter arrived, the sky floated a goose feather snow, the river froze, the flowers on the ground was covered with thick snow, the earth as if wearing a padded jacket, friends also instantly disappeared without a trace. The little goat was cold and hungry, almost exhausted, and almost fell into the ice cellar. At this time, how he missed the warm home, the front of his mother's kind face. Suddenly, a wild Wolf appeared, he exposed his murderous claws to the goat came over, the goat scared legs and ran, while running while Shouting: "Help! Help!" The mother sheep, who was looking for the little goat everywhere, heard the child's cry for help. She ran over and grabbed the little goat, and quickly ran home. They finally escaped the danger. At this time, frightened. The little goat lay in her mother's arms and cried bitterly. He choked and said, "Mom, I'm sorry I made you worry. I'll never leave you alone again." The mother gently stroked the goat's head and said meaningfully, "My good boy, where is your mother, where is your happiest place!"The shining stars, the bright moon, the silky drizzle, the vast snow, the warm sun are all loved by people, but I only love the misty morning fog. Early in the morning, many people are still asleep while I was rubbing the sleepy eyes, early to get up. Everything is taken care of, go to the window to open the window, the eye is a large expanse of morning fog in the sky, such as a painting, giving people a kind of "do not know the true face of the mountain" mystery. The tall and majestic mountains in the distance appear green and dancing in the morning mist; Downstairs flowers and trees on the crystal dew, this is a masterpiece of nature, a breeze blowing, trees dancing and shaking the body, if standing under the tree, a dewdrop like a pearl from the sky! Across the lawn, the indistinct outline of the pedestrians and vehicles scattered on the road, like a fairyland in a dream, and it is not very real in the haze, a little bit disappeared in the fog. With the passage of time, the fog lightened a little, and nature seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white gauze. Looking up at the far side of the mountain, where the branches of some trees gradually emerged, coupled with a light layer of white frost, did not feel that it constituted a clean white gouache painting. This matter, a few birds flew from other places to stand on the branches of the trees, adding different colors to the painting, full of poetic meaning, let people enjoy. The scene of morning fog reminds people of the Heavenly Palace in the famous novel Journey to the West. The trees looked like the Queen Mother's flat peach garden; The wide road seems to be the rainbow bridge in the palace of Heaven... Morning fog, hidden the floor landscape, lost a few pedestrians. Getting up early in the morning, tasting a cup of light tea, watching the ever-changing morning mist, this is not a different charm.
By michael duncan3 years ago in Humor
Monkey Madness
Chapter 1: Monkey Business in the Wild Jack Thompson, an adventurous and slightly clumsy explorer, had always dreamed of discovering rare species and becoming a renowned naturalist. Armed with his trusty camera and a backpack filled with scientific equipment, he embarked on an expedition to a remote wild forest.
By Sham gowtham3 years ago in Humor
The Adventures of the
The Adventures of the Bitter Children is the work of the famous French writer Ecdo Marlowe, which has been widely circulated. "The Tale of the Bitter Child" tells the story of an abandoned child - the bitter son Remi was thrown in the streets of Paris by his uncle, and was sold by his adoptive father to the old man of the juggling class Mr. Vitales when he was eight years old, from then on, Remi began to wander. Remi encountered many difficulties on his way to wandering, and he overcame them with a strong will. Finally, Remy finds his real mother, Mrs. Milligan. As the saying goes, "Difficulties are like springs. If you are weak, they are strong, and if you are strong, they are weak." In our life, there are many difficulties. I remember when I first began to learn to skate, I always fell and bumped, and often got black and blue on my body. Every time I fell down, I would keep Shouting, "I don't want to learn, skating is so hard, it hurts my butt." Later, with my mother's encouragement, I continued to learn. And so it went, day after day, year after year, and now I could finally skate. Every time I put on my skates, I have to skate a few laps before I'm happy. In life and study, whenever we encounter difficulties, we should be as brave as Remi to overcome difficulties, then we will taste the taste of victory.Marlow's "The Tale of the Bitter Child" tells the story of a child named Remi who was stolen from a young age and was taken in by his mother Barberland. In the difficult and tortuous wandering career, he is not lonely, he has always loved him as his own son Barberland mother; There is the old Vitalis who taught him to be a man, to read, to play and to sing; There are "inner beauty" and Kabi that are closely related to him; The florist father who took him in; There was the Nice girl who loved him; There was the lovely Marcia who shared his joys and sorrows; And Mrs. Milligan, who took him in by chance... .... Finally, he found his own biological parents and lived a happy life. From this, I think of Zhang Leping grandpa wrote "Sanmao Waifu", Sanmao is not only the little boy with only three hair, he is just as good as Remi, brave, smart and witty! After reading this childhood adventure story, there is a voice in my heart reverberating: to try our best to help those who need help at any time, to always have a grateful heart! "Vagrants of the Bitter Child" is not so much a abandoned child's vagrant history, as a wanderer in pursuit of happiness song!These days, I read the book "The Adventures of the Bitter Children". The book is a children's novel by Marlowe, a famous 19th century French writer. It describes the vagrant life of an abandoned child. The plot of the story was so vivid and interesting that I was deeply moved. The hero of the story is a little boy named Remi, he is the eldest son of a noble family, when he was very young, his uncle commandeered his property, carried him away, and abandoned him on the side of the road in Paris. His adoptive father, Barberland, picked him up, raised him until he was eight years old, and sold him to a wandering artist, Mr. Vitales, from then on began to roam the world of life. Later, Mr. Vitales also died, Remi was left alone, wandering everywhere, he tasted the sweet and bitter of the world, experienced many difficulties and setbacks, and finally, the bitter son Remi finally reunited with his family, and the family lived a happy life. Reading this book made me realize how happy we are. The hero Remi self-reliance and self-reliance not afraid of difficulties of the spirit, worth us to learn. I especially like this book.
By Sheniska Brown3 years ago in Humor
The Password Paradox
A Tale of Forgetfulness, Redemption, and Unexpected Discoveries In a world where technology ruled and passwords safeguarded digital kingdoms, there lived a character named Emily. She was an adventurous soul, always seeking new experiences and challenges. However, there was one challenge she consistently faced – forgetting her passwords.
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Humor
The season with. Content Warning.
The season with the most rainy days is summer, and the rain in summer is storms, lightning and thunder. One night, it suddenly began to rain, and then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and became a storm. It rained all night, and in the middle of the night there was lightning and thunder, and rain kept flying in from outside. The next day the rain stopped and the sun rose in the east. Suddenly, when the sun all went up, waves of heat hit, the sun reflected, the clouds were scattered by the sun, and the sky gradually changed from purple to blue, and gradually from blue to sky blue. Strange shaped clouds, this one, that one, some like cars, some like snow, and even a few clouds formed a large cloud, slowly floating to the west. The cicadas who just woke up saw the scene in front of them and couldn't help crying, the birds woke up early from the nest and chirped to their mother to find insects to eat. There was still dew on the grass from yesterday's rain. Yesterday, the leaves of the small tree were knocked off by the wind, today it as usual to grow new leaves, the rain on the ground was soon dried by the heat wave of the sun, and the air was fragrant. Now the plants and plants on the ground all smile and turn their faces to the sun in the sky, and the small fish swim happily in the water. Frogs croak on the shore, and cooperate with spiders to rid the air of pests. In the sky appeared a long and thin rainbow, like a fairy bridge hanging in the sky, above the clear distribution of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven colors. The community suddenly became no longer calm, waves of laughter came from the amusement park side, and from time to time, someone rode a car from the roadside "jingling" through. The take-out boy hurriedly delivered food to the buyer, and some uncles and aunts went out to take the bus to work... The scene of the community is really special!The bus suddenly "click" to a stop, a white-haired old woman leaning on a cane to stagger on. It looked like she had walked a lot, and there was sweat on her wrinkled forehead. She looked into the car, as if looking for a seat, but the car was already full of people. If I hadn't gotten on the train from the starting station, I would have been squeezed into a "bamboo pole" like many others. I wanted to stand up and give my "throne" to the grandmother, but when I thought about it, I still had to take a lot of roads to get to the station, my feet began to weaken. When I was hesitating, suddenly, the front came a clear child's voice. I followed the sound, and it was one with a bow on his head. Little girl, about my age. She said to the old woman, "Grandma, come here and sit down!" The old woman apologized and praised the little girl. Seeing someone give up a seat to grandma, my heart is a little ashamed, but more is relieved. As the car slowly moved forward, my eyes couldn't help but dart to the "bow" on the side. She dangled from side to side in the crowd, and I don't know how long it took for the car to become less and less crowded. Bow seemed to have reached her stop, and she quickly got off... When the car started, I accidentally looked out of the window and saw Bow crouching on the ground, vomiting. Ah, she got carsick! Suddenly, my heart like inverted five taste bottle, moved for the girl, but also feel ashamed of their behavior. I lowered my head, looked at the red scarf on my chest, and said to myself secretly: I also want to be like her, and always think of others in my heart!
By NORIS SWEETING3 years ago in Humor
Carry On: Episode 3: Sharp Marines . Content Warning.
FADE IN: A SMALL BANQUET HALL - NIGHT SUCHIN speaks with her parents in Thai. The Marine Corps Ball is relegated to off the base. Everyone either dons evening or Service Alphas. BARTHOLOMEW enters the dance floor with a chicken finger in his hand.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Humor
ROOMMATE DU JOUR
TITLE: ROOMMATE DU JOUR GENRE: COMEDY PREMISE: A 20-something makes a deal with a mysterious stranger who is willing to pay his entire rent each month if he'll accept whatever roommate his benefactor chooses for him, as often as it occurs, and for as short or long a duration as it is.
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Humor
