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RELEASE DATE: 24 NOVEMBER 2006 GENRE: ACTION STARRING: HRITHIK ROSHAN, ABHISHEK BACHCHAN, AISHWARYA RAI, UDAY CHOPRA, BIPASHA BASU LYRICS: SAMEER MUSIC: PRITAM STORY: ADITYA CHOPRA PRODUCER: ADITYA CHOPRA DIRECTOR: SANJAY GADHVI SYNOPSIS: The world’s oldest desert, the Namib – A solitary railway line… A royal family on a royal journey. From the sky... like lightening... A flash... the centuries old royal crown is stolen. Back in action... DHOOM:2 reinvents the action comedy genre and propels it into the 21st century. Ali’s (Uday Chopra) dream of becoming a police officer has come true. He is now ACP Jai Dixit’s (Abhishek Bachchan) right hand man. Together they are trying to keep a tight leash on the crime in India, little do they know what they are going to be up against. Enter Aryan – Mr.A (Hrithik Roshan) A high tech international thief after pulling off a series of impossible heists all over the world. His next target is Mumbai, India. The case is given to ACP Jai Dixit and Ali helping them put the pieces of the puzzle together is ACP Shonali Bose (Bipasha Basu). For the last two years Shonali has been tracking these amazing thefts and is now an expert on this thief, who no one has seen. Once in Mumbai Mr.A finds his match in Sunehri (Aishwarya Rai). A petty yet clever thief. She makes him an offer he finds very hard to refuse. A partnership Aryan accepts. And so the game begins. The cops, Jai, Shonali and Ali and they are after Aryan and Sunehri – The Robbers. From the desert of Namibia to the backwaters of Goa, the mean streets of Mumbai and the ancient forts of Rajasthan and finally to wild and exotic Rio Brazil. Does ACP Jai Dixit manage to nab Mr.A? Go on! Enjoy the ride!! Once again!!!
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BY ANTHONY MARTINEZ You're watching multisource politics news analysis from Newsy. During a mix of prison riot and the city’s uproar against Gadhafi’s lost reign, Matthew VanDyke, escaped Monday from notorious Libyan prison Abu Salim, after being held in solitary confinement for nearly six months—and now, he’s speaking out. Here’s NBC Nightly— VANDYKE: “I was blindfolded when I was brought to the prison.” REPORTER: “Inside was 32-year-old American Matthew Van Dyke. So they never ever let you out?” VANDYKE: “No.” REPORTER: “It was just meals, came in? We returned with him to his cell. Which one was your actual cell?” VANDYKE: “This one.” REPORTER: “Van Dyke’s cell was so small, he could touch both walls. He was locked in prison for six months. No visits to the yard, no exercise. Just inside, sealed off, missing without a trace.” One of the first phone calls VanDyke made was to his mother, Sharon, and Daily Mail has her reaction… “..Sharon, said her son called her on a borrowed phone after being helped to escape by fellow prisoners. 'He was in the cell and heard men coming. He thought they were coming to execute or torture him,’ 'He had a great respect for the people and the country, not the politics. I've always known he was OK.'” CNN reports that in 1996, as many as 1,200 prisoners were killed at Abu Salim, giving rise to the February revolts of this year and despite the ongoing onslaught between Gadhafi and rebel forces—VanDyke isn’t ready to leave for home—just yet. “And while plenty of danger remains… REBEL: “The place is not safe. Sniper! Sniper! Sniper!” VANDYKE: "I made a commitment to my friends when I came here that I would leave when Gadhafi’s gone and when Libya’s free, and I’m gonna keep the commitment.” With VanDyke free, the question of other American captives being released stills needs answering. The Huffington Post reports… VanDyke is one of at least six Americans being held in Libya, and State Department officials are working to secure their release, said agency spokesman Mark Toner. "You know, they've done nothing. They should be released. And they're simply caught up in this conflict," he said. 'Like' Newsy on Facebook for updates in your news feed. Get more multisource video news analysis from Newsy. Transcript by Newsy
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Based on a best-selling novel, first-time writer/director Mona Achache‘s 11-year-old (played by Garance Le Guillermic), wants to end it all on her 12th birthday. Fascinated by art and philosophy, she documents her life and immediate circle, drawing trenchant and often hilarious observations on the world around her within a Parisian apartment building. But as her birthday approaches, Paloma finally meets some kindred spirits in her solitary concierge Renée Michel (Josiane Balasko) and an enigmatic and elegant neighbour Mr Kakuro Ozu (Togo Igawa). Freely inspired by Moroccan-born Muriel Barbery‘s international literary success, The Hedgehog leaves a deep impression. No car chases, no explosions, no convoluted plot twists – yet it’s utterly captivating simply because the characters are so well drawn and full of humanity.
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William Wordsworth - Tintern Abbey - Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey On Revisting The Banks Of The Wye During A Tour, 13 July 1798. - Read by Tim McMullan Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth (1770-1850) Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a soft inland murmur. Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky. The day is come when I again repose Here, under this dark sycamore, and view These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves 'Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration: - feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened: - that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on-- Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft-- In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart-- How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years. And so I dare to hope, Though changed, no doubt, from what I was when first I came among these hills; when like a roe I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, Wherever nature led: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. - I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man: A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, - both what they half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay: For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings. Therefore let the moon Shine on thee in thy solitary walk; And let the misty mountain-winds be free To blow against thee: and, in after years, When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief, Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance-- If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence - wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love - oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake!
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William Wordsworth - Tintern Abbey - Lines Composed A Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey On Revisting The Banks Of The Wye During A Tour, 13 July 1798 - Read by Michael Sheen Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth (1770-1850) Five years have past; five summers, with the length Of five long winters! and again I hear These waters, rolling from their mountain-springs With a soft inland murmur. Once again Do I behold these steep and lofty cliffs, That on a wild secluded scene impress Thoughts of more deep seclusion; and connect The landscape with the quiet of the sky. The day is come when I again repose Here, under this dark sycamore, and view These plots of cottage-ground, these orchard-tufts, Which at this season, with their unripe fruits, Are clad in one green hue, and lose themselves 'Mid groves and copses. Once again I see These hedge-rows, hardly hedge-rows, little lines Of sportive wood run wild: these pastoral farms, Green to the very door; and wreaths of smoke Sent up, in silence, from among the trees! With some uncertain notice, as might seem Of vagrant dwellers in the houseless woods, Or of some Hermit's cave, where by his fire The Hermit sits alone. These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye: But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart; And passing even into my purer mind With tranquil restoration: - feelings too Of unremembered pleasure: such, perhaps, As have no slight or trivial influence On that best portion of a good man's life, His little, nameless, unremembered, acts Of kindness and of love. Nor less, I trust, To them I may have owed another gift, Of aspect more sublime; that blessed mood, In which the burthen of the mystery, In which the heavy and the weary weight Of all this unintelligible world, Is lightened: - that serene and blessed mood, In which the affections gently lead us on-- Until, the breath of this corporeal frame And even the motion of our human blood Almost suspended, we are laid asleep In body, and become a living soul: While with an eye made quiet by the power Of harmony, and the deep power of joy, We see into the life of things. If this Be but a vain belief, yet, oh! how oft-- In darkness and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart-- How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often has my spirit turned to thee! And now, with gleams of half-extinguished thought, With many recognitions dim and faint, And somewhat of a sad perplexity, The picture of the mind revives again: While here I stand, not only with the sense Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts That in this moment there is life and food For future years. And so I dare to hope, Though changed, no doubt, from what I was when first I came among these hills; when like a roe I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, Wherever nature led: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. - I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. - That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur; other gifts Have followed; for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompense. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes The still sad music of humanity, Nor harsh nor grating, though of ample power To chasten and subdue. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of elevated thoughts; a sense sublime Of something far more deeply interfused, Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns, And the round ocean and the living air, And the blue sky, and in the mind of man: A motion and a spirit, that impels All thinking things, all objects of all thought, And rolls through all things. Therefore am I still A lover of the meadows and the woods And mountains; and of all that we behold From this green earth; of all the mighty world Of eye, and ear, - both what they half create, And what perceive; well pleased to recognize In nature and the language of the sense The anchor of my purest thoughts, the nurse, The guide, the guardian of my heart, and soul Of all my moral being. Nor perchance, If I were not thus taught, should I the more Suffer my genial spirits to decay: For thou art with me here upon the banks Of this fair river; thou my dearest Friend, My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch The language of my former heart, and read My former pleasures in the shooting lights Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while May I behold in thee what I was once, My dear, dear Sister! and this prayer I make, Knowing that Nature never did betray The heart that loved her; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith, that all which we behold Is full of blessings. Therefore let the moon Shine on thee in thy solitary walk; And let the misty mountain-winds be free To blow against thee: and, in after years, When these wild ecstasies shall be matured Into a sober pleasure; when thy mind Shall be a mansion for all lovely forms, Thy memory be as a dwelling-place For all sweet sounds and harmonies; oh! then, If solitude, or fear, or pain, or grief, Should be thy portion, with what healing thoughts Of tender joy wilt thou remember me, And these my exhortations! Nor, perchance-- If I should be where I no more can hear Thy voice, nor catch from thy wild eyes these gleams Of past existence - wilt thou then forget That on the banks of this delightful stream We stood together; and that I, so long A worshipper of Nature, hither came Unwearied in that service: rather say With warmer love - oh! with far deeper zeal Of holier love. Nor wilt thou then forget, That after many wanderings, many years Of absence, these steep woods and lofty cliffs, And this green pastoral landscape, were to me More dear, both for themselves and for thy sake!
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BY CHARLIE MCKEAGUE Chilling photos and video of Norwegian killer Anders Breivik just minutes before the massacre started. “Here's the Norwegian mass murderer minutes before he detonated a car bomb outside of the prime minister's office in July. This newly released photo shows him dressed in a police uniform and carrying a pistol." (Fox News) Now – more blame on Norwegian authorities. Its being reported they could have seen this coming. Newser reports… “The scene would have appeared on the screens of security officers monitoring the district, but nobody raised the alarm, notes Norwegian newspaper ABC Nyheter, labeling government security preparations ‘a total failure.’” Not only blame – but anger. A lawyer representing survivors of the rampage told the ABC Nyheter a better response from police would have saved lives. The Herald Sun has that quote… “What is the point of having surveillance cameras if you do not respond to a man in that type of clothing who has a gun in his hand? … We know that as soon as Breivik saw police, he surrendered … If someone had stopped him there (at the location where the image was captured), he would have surrendered.” And there’s more video – not on the day of the attack, but just a few days ago. Breivik returned to the youth camp is Oslo where he gunned down 69 innocent people. “Anders Berring Breivik spent 8 hours at the lake island camp with police, restrained with a harness and walking the same path he took during the attack. Raising his hands as you can see there as if firing a gun to demonstrate how and where he shot dozens of people.” (ABC News) Breivik who confessed to the killing spree remains in solitary confinement – and his trial will begin next year.
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