Mr. Deeds Goes to Town de Frank Capra

The Vibrators - Baby, Baby

Mmm, you're so pretty,
Not to talk to you would be a crime.
Aah, let me put my arms around you,
Just wanna use up a litt;le of your time.
(And I go -)

Baby baby baby,
Baby baby baby,
Baby baby baby,]
Won't you be my girl.

Aah, your eyes are so pretty,
And the clothes you wear they're so fine.
Hey won't you come round to my place
Just wanna use up a little of your time.
(And I go -)

Baby baby baby,
Won't you be my girl,

Etc.

Cet Obscur Oject du Désir de Luis Buñuel

Marianne e Pierrot

Sommarlek de Ingmar Bergman

Esta é a história Marie, uma bailarina que um dia recebe um diário que escreveu há 13 anos. Pouco depois decide ir para o lugar onde o escreveu, onde se começa a lembrar do romance de Verão que viveu com Henrik.
É uma bela história de amor, que invoca o sentimento de paixão a qualquer pessoa que veja esta obra. O filme de 1951, é um dos de início da carreira de Ingmar Bergman. É muito bom, claro que não é um Fanny och Alexander, ou um Persona, no entanto já se notava a genialidade do senhor em questão.

É Antonioni. Acho que não preciso de dizer mais nada.

Grace Slick- Dreams

Oh I, I believe in magic and I believe in dreams
Until I heard the thunder rumble
I saw the mountains crumble
Then came the circus so I followed its parade
With all the fancy lion-tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
I saw those high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, son-of-bitches
All were there, in my dreams
All in my dreams

Sodom & Gomorrah I see you’re back in town
And though you build a wall around you
The multitude still found you
Just like the circus to start with a parade
Oh but a parade of the fancy lion-tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
With all those high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, son-of-bitches
All were there, in my dreams
All in my dreams

I can see the whole world is just a circus
And I can tell that the circus
Why it’s just hell
And then I heard a drummer rolling
I found my seat’s been stolen
Then a spotlight hit me going wild in centre ring
For all you fancy lion-tamers, high-wire fiery flamers
Ravers of every kind
For all you high-stepping sexy witches
Sons of satin, son-of-bitches
All were there, in my dreams
All in my dreams
My dreams ooh my dreams

Said I, I believe in magic and I believe in dreams
I said I, I believe in magic and I, I believe in dreams
I believe in dreams
I said I, I believe in magic and I, I believe in dreams
Oh I believe in dreams
And magic, magical dreams
The better to sing that I believe in dreams
Magical dreams
I believe in dreams

Well I, I believe in magic and I still believe in dreams