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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 9:49 am
by Miss-Meow
Germangirl wrote:
calypso wrote:Image
I can´t say, how much I would like to see that chase uncut - from all the cutting they did, I hate them most for the roof top chase.
I'm with you GG. I get the feeling we missed out on some great shots with the way the film was cut :(

Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 11:36 am
by Germangirl
Miss-Meow wrote: I'm with you GG. I get the feeling we missed out on some great shots with the way the film was cut :(
Yes, we missed out on everything, Daniel was trying to do with getting his face in front of the cameras as much as possible - the reason was, that they didn´t need to cut the action all that much :evil:

Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 4:30 pm
by Vesper Lynd 007
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2009 5:32 pm
by Daskedusken
Vesper Lynd 007 wrote:Image
What a man :twisted:

Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 6:30 am
by Vesper Lynd 007
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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 6:16 pm
by JEC57
I was looking for something else and found this.

(I know tboss loves this scene. :wink: )

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Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 6:23 pm
by calypso
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 11:50 pm
by calypso
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:02 pm
by JEC57
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 11:51 pm
by bumblebee
Such a sleek leopard.

Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:29 am
by JEC57
bumblebee wrote:Such a sleek leopard.
He certainly is extremely light on his feet, and very sure footed too.

Most of us would look where we were going if jumping down 3 or 4 large steps at the run....he just leaps, as you say, like a leopard.

I love the one I posted a couple back where the camera caught him in mid-air, half-way onto the roof of the car in QoS. Talk about "caught in flight"!

That kind of grace one cannot learn, a person has to be born with it, I think.

Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 7:07 pm
by calypso
The Panther

His vision, from the constantly passing bars,
has grown so weary that it cannot hold
anything else. It seems to him there are
a thousand bars; and behind the bars, no world.

As he paces in cramped circles, over and over,
the movement of his powerful soft strides
is like a ritual dance around a center
in which a mighty will stands paralyzed.

Only at times, the curtain of the pupils
lifts, quietly--. An image enters in,
rushes down through the tensed, arrested muscles,
plunges into the heart and is gone.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 7:15 pm
by bumblebee
Great poem!

Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 4:45 pm
by Daskedusken
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 8:06 pm
by calypso
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