Oh Hold
I have no time. This blog is on hold.
movie reviews by sixdrift
Tristan, an English warrior from the Dark Ages is wounded and near death. He is saved by Isolde, an Irish princess, at a time when Ireland routinely ravaged the English who at this time had not united and were nothing but scattered clans. Their love should have never been, but it had gripped them firmly. This is a story of manly men and fervent women. This is a story of legend and of dreams.
Isolde : Love is as strong as death. Why be capable of feelings if we're not to have them? Why long for things if they're not meant to be ours?
Tristan: There are other things to live for; duty, honor.
Isolde: They are not life Tristan. They are shells of life. Love is made by God. Ignore it and you suffer as you cannot imagine.
Tristan: Then I will no longer live without it.
Albus Dumbledore: Dark and difficult times lie ahead, Harry. Soon we must all face the choice between what is right... and what is easy.
Professor McGonagall: Professor Moody! What are you doing?
'Mad-Eye' Moody: Teaching.
Professor McGonagall: Is - is that a student?
'Mad-Eye' Moody: Technically it's a ferret.
Ron Weasley: You're a girl.
Hermione Granger: Oh, well spotted.
Aunt Voula: What do you mean he don't eat no meat?
[the entire room stops, in shock]
Aunt Voula: Oh, that's okay. I make lamb.
Gus Portokalos: The root of the word Miller come from a Greek word, millah, meaning apple, so there you go. And our name, Portokalos, is come from the word meaning orange. So today here, we have, apples and oranges. We all different now, but in the end, we're all fruit.
Toula Portokalos: Why?... Why do you love me?
Ian Miller: Because I came alive when I met you
Sarge: You gonna shoot me?
John Grimm: Was thinking about it
Sarge: How much you got left?
John Grimm: [looks at gun] About half a clip, you?
Sarge: [points BFG] One round
John Grimm: [approaching a mangled Scientist] Sir, are you okay?
[scientist turns to face him and bites the head off of a live rat]
John Grimm: Okay...
Victoria Everglot: What if Victor and I don't like each other?
Maudeline Everglot: Hmpf! As if that has anything to do with marriage. Do you suppose your father and I like each other?
Victoria Everglot: Surely you must, a little.
Maudeline Everglot, Finnis Everglot: Of course not!
Victor Van Dort: I've got a... dwarf, and I'm not afraid to use him!
Victor Van Dort: With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.
Delatombe: It is a thorn, in my toe.
Angelika: Show us the way, Grandmother Toad, and I'll give you a kiss.
[licks the toad]
Will Grimm: That's just not right.
Jacob Grimm: You killed my friends!
Delatombe: I only wish you had more!
And every time Cavaldi says "Grimmy"