...500 Days of Annie Hall Romantic Comedy contains the favorable elements of both romance and comedy genres. Some notables are funny jokes and humorous plots, which surround a love story or the search of a true love. Woody Allen’s Annie Hall (1977) and Marc Webb’s 500 Days of Summer (2009) are both movies that fall under the genre “Romantic Comedy”. These two movies are connected in many ways, for each film contains relatable characters and effective narrative techniques to portray a realistic relationship. Each film is also able to portray the differences between the reality and expectations of a relationship in humorous ways that allow them to be called a romantic comedy. Alvy and Tom are two different characters with separate mindsets. In 500 Days of Summer, Tom Hansen, despite his passion to be an architect is an unmotivated greeting card writer who deeply believes in the concept of true love and soul mates. Whereas in Annie Hall, Alvy Singer is a pessimistic comedian and control freak that is seen changing things to benefit him. Both characters due to their attitudes on life and relationships bring forth different aspects that make them such unique and likable characters. Tom strongly believes that he will never be happy until he meets the person that he believes is ‘the one’ for him. Whereas with Alvy he pushes Annie and doesn’t fully accept either Annie’s insecurities or support her as she finds ways to work through them. Summer and Annie, like their male counterparts...
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...EVENT PLANNING AND MANAGEMENT HOSP 590 PROF. SIMONE DAVIS 01-19-14 Your homework is to complete a Site Selection. Imagine you are planning an event and visit a location near you that could be used to host a wedding, meeting, or other event. Using Appendix 3 on page 457 of the text as your guide, write a two page overview addressing the following areas. As a guide, the homework will be three to four pages in length and include the following 14 sections. This assignment is worth 55 points and needs to be submitted to the Dropbox for Week 2. Event Description – This is where you communicate your event details including attendance, theme, date, time, and a 2-3 sentence overview of the event. 1. Location 2. Surrounding Vicinity 3. Accessibility 4. Property Description 5. Property Amenities 6. Function Space 7. Catering 8. Kitchens 9. Equipment 10. Guest Rooms 11. Services 12. Personnel 13. Policies 14. Risk Management Introduction We are planning a wedding ceremony for two popular with large crowd, they are expecting 400 guest at the wedding, featuring a romantic theme. Couples want champagne, candlelight and a beautiful aura of ambience that celebrates a romantic wedding theme. It will include soft subtle colors to fine music and elegant decorations, fairytale weddings speak to the heart. The event will take place in four months, to be precise May 17th, 2014 at 3 pm prompt. Site Location I have suggested a location to the couple, which is...
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...As I am on my way to visit my Uncle Ken at his new residence, Kimwell Nursing Home, I can’t help but think of all the great memories I have of him. We would spend every Easter with him & my Aunt Mabel at their house, and my 2 sisters and I took a nice picture with Uncle Ken every year. He was always a very happy, lively man who loved to joke around with us kids.Unfortunately my aunt passed away & my uncle was now lonely. I tried my best along with the rest of my family to take care of him at home, but as he got older,now 96, it became obvious that he needed more than what we could give him. Now, I am gong to visit him in this place that isn’t his home & definitely doesn’t feel like home. As I walk towards the building I always get on overwhelming feeling of sadness. I hate that my uncle has to be in here & that he has lost all that happiness he once had inside of him. I can’t even imagine how it feels to have to sell almost everything you ever owned & move into a strange place, with strange faces everywhere. I always think he feels like we just gave up on him, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. He needed the help that only a skilled facility could provide. I finally get into the building & as soon as I enter there is a man sitting at a little desk, with a big book in front of him. That big book is where we have to “sign in” with our name, who we are there to visit, & the time we are entering. It makes this place feel more like a jail than anything else. It definitely...
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...will only last until poorly train guards choose to use their guns without full comprehension of the extends of their actions. There have been many incidents involving police and armed guards doing exactly that, many lives have been lost to these incidents. “A sheriff’s deputy was at Columbine High School during the shooting, fired his weapon early, missed four times, and the total number of victims rose to 13”(Source C). The armed guards are there to protect not to add to the number of casualties. An armed guard in the hallway might give some a sense of protection to some. However most would say a student wouldn't feel safe with armed men patrolling the halls. Schools are where student go to learn, and to some students, school is their safe place. How can you feel safe when you know there are people with guns roaming the halls just waiting for something to happen? This will slowly affect kids to be afraid of what to expect when they go out in the world. Chances of another school massacre happening are very slim, and when it does happen, the guards and qualified staff are useless. The last time a school massacre as big as the Sandy Hook shooting with Adam Lanza happened was at Bath Consolidated School in Michigan in 1927. When “a...
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...the wall where the occasional stray syringe cap is lazily tucked in between it. Feet are throbbing; stomach is rumbling, long day, clocked in at four this morning, just want to sleep forever. Following this plastic trimming, the hall seems endless, does it turn left or right, maybe a dead end—you could rarely ever tell if it weren’t for the directional signs. I think this is the room; the girl with the plush stuffed toy bear they said. The wall itself is also white, neutral, seldom decorated with anything other than policies and inspirational posters which are not really meant to look at, more for comfort really. Besides, you could hardly ever see the posters as the halls are constantly filled with running feet. There are lights everywhere, on the ceiling, on the floor, on the walls, above every room, however the hall is surprisingly dim, making it difficult to read patient numbers on doors. Found it, the room with the girl with the plush stuffed toy bear. Finally get to sit. A firm cheap sofa chair that isn’t meant for long term visits—mostly only for show and requirement—but feet are throbbing, body is tired, wishing the pain down both legs couldn’t be felt, so the discomfort of the chair is actually comfortable. Looking out of the room into the hall, everything is rushing by seen only for a second and no longer; a crash cart flashes by, blurred faces, a haze of multiple color-coded staff, the occasional gleam of something metallic. The nurse’s station,...
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...101R Corey Hall 9/21/11 Jordan and I were playing hide and seek. He was seeking and I was hiding under my aunt's bed. I could hear my aunt calling for Jordan to come into the kitchen, so I followed him. Peeking around the corner, I could see a short, slim black women sitting in a chair at the kitchen table. When Jordan entered the kitchen she motioned for him to take a seat in the chair across from her. I could hear her asking him questions about his mom and things that had happened to him. They talked for about thirty minutes the she and my aunt exchanged words in private. Then my aunt turned to tell Jordan to get his belongings because he was going with the lady in the kitchen. I had a funny feeling the entire time the lady was talking to my cousin. I could tell something wasn’t right, because we never really have company and when we do they always tell us kids to go play. Today was different and I was scared of what would happen. As Jordan started to pack his things I started to cry. At the time I didn’t know why I was crying but it felt nesseccary. Once Jordan finished packing we took what seemed like the longest walk ever down the hall back to the kitchen where the lady was waiting to take my cousin away. "Ready to go?" Jordan didn’t respond he just turned around hugged me and said goodbye. I watched out of...
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...felt like it was miles away. The sun beamed on us as if it was watching us. Suddenly In a blink of an eye the sun disappeared and it poured down with rain, we saw a massive deserted house in front of us. As we headed towards the tree lined path, the tree’s towered over us as we walked towards the house. The house glared at us, I had unwanted feeling as if the house wanted us to retreat. But I ignored the signs and continued. As we got to the porch we saw a timeworn door. We pushed the door and it creaked open, the big rusty hinges holding onto it for dear life. The cold breeze punched my face. We found ourselves in the hallway. All the furniture was covered in white sheets. The floor had a massive old red dirty carpet spread across the hall like butter. The wallpaper was hanging off the walls; revealing long jagged cracks. Glancing up my eyes were drawn to the huge gilt edged chandelier that was hanging precariously from the ceiling. it was the only thing that made the house look better. Without warning I heard the floor boards creak upstairs, the hair prickled up my neck like a cat with a scare. I had a feel we weren’t alone in the house. My heart was beating faster than a cheetah. I felt in an awkward position as I couldn’t go outside and I didn’t want to be inside. There was a weird smell. It smelt like the house was rotting. The house was damp and mouldy, it was slowly deteriorating. We both headed for the kitchen then in a flash we fell through the floorboards and...
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...Week 1, Control Jar: For the first week, the jars were filled with dirt, water, a dead stick, and a dead leaf. Once everything was inside the jars, you could barely see through it. The dirt was floating all round in the water, and the algae floated at the top and sat near the middle. Although it was hard to see, their was a small tadpole like organism that was moving fast around the edge of the jar. Week 2, Control Jar : The jar had settled down quite a lot over the course of one week. The jar was almost clear, and things behind the jar were some what visible. The mud settled to the bottom, but water could be seen in between layers of mud still. Since the mud had settled towards the bottom, the stick was more visible than before. Also, the algae had changed, it was all sitting towards the top, with only a few sitting towards the bottom. The ones towards the bottom seemed to have started to turn a brownish-black color. Still, there was visible organisms moving around in the jar. Once under the microscope, many more organisms were visible. The surface of the jar had no organisms, even after testing water, and some algae. In the middle of the jar tiny fast moving dots could be seen called colpidium. Also, a swordfish looking organisms moved across for a split second and is known as peranema. At the bottom layer, many organisms could b e seen. More colpidium could be seen, also a large slow moving spikey ball. The spiky ball is known as volvox. A long skinny...
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...THE ART OF FICTION by Henry James [Published in Longman's Magazine 4 (September 1884), and reprinted in Partial Portraits (Macmillan, 1888); paragraphing and capitalization follow the Library of America edition.] I SHOULD not have affixed so comprehensive a title to these few remarks, necessarily wanting in any completeness, upon a subject the full consideration of which would carry us far, did I not seem to discover a pretext for my temerity in the interesting pamphlet lately published under this name by Mr. Walter Besant. Mr. Besant's lecture at the Royal Institution--the original form of his pamphlet--appears to indicate that many persons are interested in the art of fiction and are not indifferent to such remarks as those who practise it may attempt to make about it. I am therefore anxious not to lose the benefit of this favourable association, and to edge in a few words under cover of the attention which Mr. Besant is sure to have excited. There is something very encouraging in his having put into form certain of his ideas on the mystery of story-telling. It is a proof of life and curiosity--curiosity on the part of the brotherhood of novelists, as well as on the part of their readers. Only a short time ago it might have been supposed that the English novel was not what the French call discutable. It had no air of having a theory, a conviction, a consciousness of itself behind it-of being the expression of an artistic faith, the result of choice and comparison. I do...
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...Brokeback Mountain Annie Proulx Ennis is a man of few words, whose actions often speak for him. When Ennis meets Jack, he is saddled with responsibility, engaged to Alma, and at the mercy of a conservative Wyoming culture that has no place for a gay ranch hand. Yet Ennis has nowhere else to go and no other profession at which to try his hand. An orphaned high school dropout dependent on hardship funds and raised to be pragmatic, he is trapped in a life over which he has little control. Rather than run off with Jack and try to build a happy life, as Jack repeatedly suggests, Ennis considers the reality of it all: the violent opposition that would greet two gay ranchers living together, his marriage to Alma, his love for his daughters. The life he builds, which involves financial hardship and eventually child support, effectively prohibits him from escaping. Ennis is a prisoner of the life he has been born into. Without the financial wherewithal to escape, without any sort of community support for his sexual proclivities, and imbued with the belief that one must bear whatever one can’t fix, Ennis is fated to live out the rest of his life as a man who tasted happiness once but has never again reached that peak. Though it is Jack Twist who, we infer, is murdered by those who oppose his sexual orientation, it is Ennis Del Mar—living in his trailer, confined to a sad life on the broad, flat plains of Wyoming—who is the story’s tragic soul. Jack Twist Jack Twist is the more...
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...“The Story of Stuff” is a short video created by The Story of Stuff project in 2007. In the video, writers Annie Leonard and Jonah Sachs describe the process of turning natural resources into consumer goods, then into waste. The writers describe a seemingly linear five-step process: extraction, production, distribution, consumption, and disposal. Leonard and Sachs describe a carefully-scripted culture of unsustainable consumption and waste. The extraction phase of “The Story of Stuff” refers to the removal of natural resources such as timber, natural gas, coal, oil, and water. The writers emphasize the unsustainability of this phase, especially in the United States. The video states that the United States holds 5% of the world’s population but uses 30% of the world’s natural resources and creates over 30% of the world’s waste. This is a staggering statistic. Four percent of the United States’ forests remain. FOUR PERCENT. How much longer will it be before trees are things read about in storybooks (digitally printed of course, as there are no more natural resources to harvest.) The production phase is described as the addition of toxic chemicals to natural resources in order to produce the “stuff” we want. Please note the use of the word “want,” not “need.” The authors note that over 100,000 synthetic chemicals are commercially available today and are regularly used in production. Of those 100,000 synthetic chemicals, very few have been tested in a significant way to measure...
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...composition, which I will de-scribe even further later in this essay. Additionally, I will make a characterization of the per-sons, get around the use of supernatural elements and in the end explain how I have inter-preted the short story. The story is written in a 1st person narrator, who is Annie – the main character. The spoken language is unique because the story takes place in contemporary Northern Ireland, and the writer has chosen to show the Irish dialect in the spoken language. The language, especially when the father speaks, contains a lot of slang and unusual ways to pronounce the words. An example of this, appears in this quotation: ““What’s that oul’ shite you’re listening to?” he said, and near put me off the road. A twitter of a laugh: “That would deave you,” and his arm reached out, and turned down the dial.” (Page 5, line 133-135). The fact that the short story is written from the narrative’s perspective, gives the reader an opportunity to feel like he is inside An-nie’s head. Her narrative language is not very formal; as an example she calls her father “Dad-dy”. The story begins in medias res, because the reader is thrown directly into the action when Annie sees her dead father for the first time in the shower. The reader knows therefore right away that this short story especially is about someone’s relationship to his or her dead father. The main character’s name is not revealed before the reader gets to the middle of the story, which gives the reader...
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...The movie Misery death is the film adaptation of Stephen King's novel, he tells the story of a rich and famous writer of best-seller, Paul Sheldon, known for the legend of a romantic heroine, Misery Chastain, is victim of a grave car accident, while he travels in mountain. He is then saved by a nurse, Annie Wilkes, who tells to be his most fervent admirer. But very fast, Annie's kindness and its more and more bizarre behavior (The nurse refuses to call the help in spite of the grave wounds from which suffers the writer) arouse Paul's suspicions. Giving in to the whim of his benefactress, he agrees to make him read the sketch of the last volume of "Misery", entitled «The child of Misery ". It is then that the nurse discovers with dismay that her heroine dies and that the legend stops with this last novel. Then begin a true hell for the writer who finds himself constrained and forced to rewrite the return of Misery to great reinforcement of tortures, as well physical as psychological. Indeed it has to burn itself the outline of its last volume, and he is going to have to support Annie's drug, pain of his wounds and fear of taking out never this situation. As I left on a school journey to Spain before to have looked at the end of the film Misery death, I cannot tell you the continuation of the history because I only could see until the moment when Paul Sheldon stops taking the drugs; indeed it hides them in the mattress of his...
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...of various cameras, watch the video demos, identify the model you want. Then perhaps you employ Google’s shopping search to price out the options and find the best deal. All of the sudden, it’s four hours later. You’ve found the perfect camera, but your purchasing triumph is tainted by a creeping feeling of, well, disgust. Couldn’t that time have been used better?I was thinking recently about what my biggest distractions were – the things keeping me from pushing my creative projects forward. As I scanned through my daily activities, I found that the most insidious distraction was, in fact, things. More specifically, the wanting, hunting, and getting of things – whether they be tangible (a new computer) or intangible (information). As Annie Leonard says in The Story of Stuff, “Our primary identity has become that of being consumers – not mothers, teachers, or farmers, but of consumers. We shop and shop and shop.” We love our stuff. Yet more than the stuff itself, we love the act of finding it – the search, the anticipation. But why is consumerism – and particularly, an online hunt for the ideal purchase – so addictive? It turns out that our consumerist impulse stimulates the same part of the brain that fires when we’re on the trail of a great idea. As we go through the trial and error of executing an idea – What if I tried this? Ah! Now what about this? – we’re using those same wanting, hunting, getting instincts but in a nobler pursuit. Neuroscientist Jaak Panksepp...
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...under the influence, but I asked her anyway, “Have you been drinking?” Unable to understand her I asked her if she had a home. She said no, and that she’d been sleeping outside. I asked the woman her name and she answered, “Annie.” I said, “Annie, do you have a family?” Her reply was that her husband had died. I asked if she had any children; her response was incomprehensible, so I asked her if she’d like a place to stay. She answered “I’m really tired and want to sleep. My bones feel like their breaking." My heart went out to Annie. What experiences had she endured that had caused her to come to this point in her life? I knew of only one way to get some immediate help for Annie. I asked if I could pray with her and she immediately agreed. She was wearing thick woolen gloves, one of which she immediately took off so she could clasp her hand in mine. That really affected me; her action indicated to me that she really wanted the touch of another warm hand. I wondered how long it had been since she had felt any kind of human contact. Right there in the Post Office parking lot I closed my eyes and we had church. I was oblivious to everything going on around me as I asked the Lord to touch Annie and become real in her life. As I opened my eyes, I saw Annie looking at me. Her face was just a few inches from mine. I asked if she knew Jesus. She looked almost a little indignant that I had asked her such a question and answered me quoting Matthew 8:20, “The foxes have holes and the...
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