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Picture of a movie: The Hangover
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The Hangover
2009
Angelenos Doug Billings and Tracy Garner are about to get married. Two days before the wedding, the four men in the wedding party - Doug, Doug's two best buddies Phil Wenneck and Stu Price, and Tracy's brother Alan Garner - hop into Tracy's father's beloved Mercedes convertible for a 24-hour stag party to Las Vegas. Phil, a married high school teacher, has the same maturity level as his students when he's with his pals. Stu, a dentist, is worried about everything, especially what his controlling girlfriend Melissa thinks. Because she disapproves of traditional male bonding rituals, Stu has to lie to her about the stag, he telling her that they are going on a wine tasting tour in the Napa Valley. Regardless, he intends on eventually marrying her, against the advice and wishes of his friends. And Alan seems to be unaware of what are considered the social graces of the western world. The morning after their arrival in Las Vegas, they awaken in their hotel suite each with the worst hangover. None remembers what happened in the past twelve or so hours. The suite is in shambles. And certain things are in the suite that shouldn't be, and certain things that should be in the suite are missing. Probably the most important in the latter category is Doug. As Phil, Stu and Alan try to find Doug using only what little pieces of information they have at hand, they go on a journey of discovery of how certain things got into the suite and what happened to the missing items. However they are on a race for time as if they can't find Doug in the next few hours, they are going to have to explain to Tracy why they are not yet back in Los Angeles. And even worse, they may not find Doug at all before the wedding.
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Picture of a book: The Hound of the Baskervilles
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The Hound of the Baskervilles
Arthur Conan Doyle
We owe The Hound of the Baskervilles (1902) to Arthur Conan Doyle's good friend Fletcher "Bobbles" Robinson, who took him to visit some scary English moors and prehistoric ruins, and told him marvelous local legends about escaped prisoners and a 17th-century aristocrat who fell afoul of the family dog. Doyle transmogrified the legend: generations ago, a hound of hell tore out the throat of devilish Hugo Baskerville on the moonlit moor. Poor, accursed Baskerville Hall now has another mysterious death: that of Sir Charles Baskerville. Could the culprit somehow be mixed up with secretive servant Barrymore, history-obsessed Dr. Frankland, butterfly-chasing Stapleton, or Selden, the Notting Hill murderer at large? Someone's been signaling with candles from the mansion's windows. Nor can supernatural forces be ruled out. Can Dr. Watson--left alone by Sherlock Holmes to sleuth in fear for much of the novel--save the next Baskerville, Sir Henry, from the hound's fangs? Many Holmes fans prefer Doyle's complete short stories, but their clockwork logic doesn't match the author's boast about this novel: it's "a real Creeper!" What distinguishes this particular Hound is its fulfillment of Doyle's great debt to Edgar Allan Poe--it's full of ancient woe, low moans, a Grimpen Mire that sucks ponies to Dostoyevskian deaths, and locals digging up Neolithic skulls without next-of-kins' consent. "The longer one stays here the more does the spirit of the moor sink into one's soul," Watson realizes. "Rank reeds and lush, slimy water-plants sent an odour of decay ... while a false step plunged us more than once thigh-deep into the dark, quivering mire, which shook for yards in soft undulations around our feet ... it was as if some malignant hand was tugging us down into those obscene depths." Read on--but, reader, watch your step! --Tim Appelo
Picture of a book: Pippi Longstocking
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Pippi Longstocking
Astrid Lindgren
I'm in bed - again -today with some type of nasty bug - a relapse from last week...a traveling flu bug? cold? allergies? It's now in my chest...Right when I'm reading the interview on Goodreads from Fredrick Backman about his new-HIT- novel BEARTOWN - my doorbell rings. A delivery guy brought a huge vase of flowers from our daughter, Katy. Tomorrow is Mother's Day! (sweet daughter)Paul got the door - brought the flowers to the nightstand next to my bed. I told Paul what I had just read about Fredrick Backman. ( brought back memories for us)When Backman was asked what his favorite books were, he said...."his biggest hero is Astrid Lindgren who wrote "Pippi Longstocking" and his favorite book of all time "The Brothers Lionheart".....,( a book I'm now curious to read myself).....Paul and I immediately started thinking about our daughter who played the title role of Pippi Longstocking in the world premiere Bay Area musical when she was 11 years old. While looking at my mother's Day flowers from our 35 year old daughter.... Fredrick brought back an abundance of memories. The copy of this book is packed away in a keepsake box. It's filled with lots signatures from cast members... congrats- luv notes from mom & dad.The play was performed at The Montgomery theater - downtown San Jose. Tons of production work went into a 'new pre-premier' musical. In the opening scene ....Katy had those red funny looking braids in her hair -A red and white striped T-shirt.... Red and white striped leggings... and roller skates on her feet. The stage was empty... The opening musical number begins with her skating onto the stage singing a very catchy solo tune - long run-together-rhythmic- sentences singing - while skating - that she is "Pippi Longstocking", The strongest Little Girl in the World"... The play followed the book - plus music. -- Great story... with a monkey - a horse - and two best friends. Great cast - fun show - lots of happiness from everyone. There is one very sad part of this memory. About six months after this show ended - the director ( not musical director), died of AIDS. It was the very first person that our daughter knew who died of AIDS. He was a young talented wonderful man. Before he died...( a couple of weeks before)..... there was a huge "life celebration" in Don's honor. Don was in a wheelchair at Vasona Park. Families and friends, people in his theater world kids in the Pippi show all came. I remember like yesterday. Still brings tears to my eyes. -- so.... Pippi was the last play he directed too! If I had not read "The Goodreads", interview with *Fredrick Backman*, today ( mail backed up for weeks)....I would have missed this recall memory....Thank you .... for those who read this.Wishing ALL THE CARETAKERS of children ... and Mothers everywhere a HAPPY MOTHER'S day tomorrow!!!!
Picture of a book: Ronia, the Robber's Daughter
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Ronia, the Robber's Daughter
Astrid Lindgren
The tragedy of Romeo and Juliet with a happy ending! Two clans of robbers, enemies for as long as the two chiefs Mattis and Borka can remember, share a forest and a castle split in two by a giant lightning, and a common enemy in the knights of the crown. Bad-mannered, ill-tempered, violent and boastful, they live their robber's lives between the magical and dangerous creatures of the woods...... until one day, they meet a challenge where they least expect it: in their own children!Ronja, Mattis' daughter, and Birk Borkasson are true children of Sweden's natural spirit. Wild, confident, at home in the forest, and with a mind of their own, not bowing to parents or traditions. Becoming friends, they defy their fathers and move out of the divided castle to build a future for themselves beyond the dogmatic hate of their clans. In a cave in the forest, they learn skills for life, and how to face dangers bravely, and conflicts not so bravely, but passionately enough.Omnipresent is the threat of Swedish winter: the two children know they won't survive the harsh climate, and the short summer all too quickly turns into cold and rainy autumn. Stubbornly, they refuse to return to their families until peace is made, and until they are allowed to be friends.In the end, Mattis reaches out to save his daughter's life, and the two clans are united under one chief. In typical robber's code, the physically strongest of the chiefs will become leader, and Mattis wins the fight. At the celebrations in the castle afterwards, Mattis and Borka drink together and moan over their post-fight pains, to the ridicule and amusement of their respective wives. In an act of generosity, Mattis consoles Borka and tells him Borka's son Birk will be the next chief, as his own headstrong daughter has declared the robber way of life to be unethical: to steal from others does not match her worldview at all.Borka's machismo enjoys a short, proud victory until Birk and Ronja stand up and swear in front of the entire robber community that they will never be robbers as long as they live.Mattis just smiles sheepishly:"Well, you know, Borka, children nowadays, they do what they want!"Breaking patterns of hate, renouncing robbery, uniting two families, building bridges over deep pits, and daring to get to know the other side of the story: what a cheerful message after a dramatic adventure set in a fantasy version of a Swedish Medieval forest.To the spirit of Ronja and Birk!
Picture of a book: Pippi in the South Seas
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Pippi in the South Seas
Astrid Lindgren
My favourite bit is the song "Sjörövar-Fabbe" - though, as Gulla points out below, this isn't actually in the book, only the movie. It's about Pippi's great-grandfather, Fabbe, who despite being a fearsome pirate has a tendency to become seasick any time the waves get a little rough. Most Swedish three year olds can sing the refreshingly simple chorus: "Oj, oj-oj-oj, oj-oj-oj!" If you're curious, you can hear Drängarna singing it on Youtube.I wondered how difficult it would be to convey to non-Swedish-speakers just what a fine song this is. After a day's thought and experimentation, I have a literal translation, based on the one produced by Google Translate, and a non-literal translation which tries to capture the spirit of the original at the cost of taking great liberties with the text. I feel I have a better understanding of what Nabokov went through when he produced his famous translation of Eugene Onegin: there isn't any satisfactory solution even for a good nursery rhyme, so think how infinitely worse it must be when you're dealing with a book-length literary masterpiece.Anyway, here are the results of my little exercise. I should add that tjohej hadelittan lej doesn't mean anything at all; it's just a piratey chant put in for onomatopoeic effect. I've followed Vivi's suggestion of replacing this with the phonetic English "Joey had a lit an' lay" in the non-literal translation.Original text Sjörövar-Fabbe, farfars far,är minsann en sjusärdeles karl,kring alla hav han far och far,tjohej hadelittan lej.Sjörövaryrket passar´n bra;"De är bara att röva och ta,och de", sa Fabbe, "gillar ja",tjohej hadelittan lej.Men då...vad står på?Fabbe blir plötsligt blek och grå!Oj då!Vad står på,oj oj oj oj oj oj oj!(Oj oj oj oj oj oj oj!)Sjörövar-Fabbe, farfars far,är minsann en sjusärdeles karl,men han är sjösjuk alla da´r,tjohej hadelittan lej.Stormen ryter och åskan går,havet brusar och seglena slår,ner i kajutan Fabbe går,tjohej hadelittan lej.Kräks och svär och mår inte bra."Bättre väder det vill jag nog ha,annars", sa Fabbe, "slutar jag",tjohej hadelittan lej.Men då...vad står på?Fabbe blir plötsligt blek och grå!Oj då!Vad står på,oj oj oj oj oj oj oj!"D´ä nåt ingen mänska förstår,varför alltid så illa jag mår,bara båten guppar och går,tjohej hadelittan lej."Sjörövar-Fabbe, farfars far,är minsann en sjusärdeles karl,men han är sjösjuk alla da´r,tjohej hadelittan lej.Literal translationPirate-Fabbe, great-grandfather,is indeed a TERRIFIC manaround all the seas he sails and sails,tjohej hadelittan lej.The pirate profession suits him well;"All you have to do is steal and take,and that" said Fabbe, "I like",tjohej hadelittan lej.But then ...what's going on?Fabbe suddenly becomes pale and gray!Oops!What's the matter,ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!(Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!)Pirate-Fabbe, great-grandfather,is indeed a TERRIFIC manbut he is seasick every day,tjohej hadelittan lej.The storm roars and lightning strikes,the sea growls and the sails flap,down in the cabin goes Fabbe,tjohej hadelittan lej.He vomits and swears and does not feel good."Better weather, that's what I want,otherwise", said Fabbe, "I'm quitting"tjohej hadelittan lej.But then ...what's going on?Fabbe suddenly becomes pale and gray!Oops!What's the matter,ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!"It's something no human being will understand,why I always feel so bad,just because the boat's bobbing around,tjohej hadelittan lej."Pirate-Fabbe, great-grandfather,is indeed a TERRIFIC manbut he is seasick every day,tjohej hadelittan lej.Free translationOld Pirate Fabbe, grandad's dadToughest guy the family ever hadOut on the ocean he's scary and badJoey had a lit an' lay."Pirate life is perfect for meGrab people's stuff and push 'em in the seaThat," says Fabbe, "'s what I like to see"Joey had a lit an' lay.But... no way!What didya say?Why's Fabbe gone all pale and gray?No way!What didya say?oj oj-oj-oj oj-oj-oj! (Oj oj oj oj oj oj oj!) Old Pirate Fabbe, grandad's dadToughest guy the family ever hadBut he gets seasick and that makes him madJoey had a lit an' lay.The wind comes up, now don't dare laughSoon as the storm's gone a minute and halfHe's in the bathroom, 'cause he's gotta barfJoey an' a lit an' lay.Crawls to his bunk, lies down for a bitYells at the crew who couldn't give a shit"Fix that wind or I'm gonna quit!"Joey had a lit an' lay.No way!What didya say?Why's Fabbe gone all pale and gray?No way!What didya say?oj oj-oj-oj oj-oj-oj! I don't understand, you'll have to explainThree puffs of wind and a little spot of rainHe's in the bathroom, barfing again!Joey had a lit an' lay.Old Pirate Fabbe, grandad's dadToughest guy the family ever hadBut he gets seasick and that makes him madJoey had a lit an' lay.
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