Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! (Shakespeare, Julius Caesar Act 3, scene 2, 74)
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
If music be the food of love, play on...
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
A2- Diference between trip/travel/journey/voyage and related words
Monday, February 23, 2009
And the oscar goes to...
Achievement in directing: DANNY BOYLE (Slumdog Millionaire)
Best performance by an actress in a leading role: KATE WINSLET (The Reader)
Best Performance by an actor in a leading role: SEAN PENN (Milk)
Best performance by an actress in a supporting role: PENÉLOPE CRUZ (Vicky Cristina Barcelona)
Best performance by an actor in a supporting role: HEATH LEDGER (The Dark Knight)
Best Original Screenplay: MILK
Best Adapted Screenplay: SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE
And this is the trailer of the winner of the night: SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE.
For more info, and for the full winner list, click on oscar.com
To those of you how who participated, thank you so much!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Get ready for the biggest movie event of the year!!
MAKE YOUR BET!
81st Academy Award Nominees. Watch the director of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences, Sid Ganis, and Oscar winner Forest Whitaker, announce the nominees for this year:
To make your own bet, you will need a ballot. Maybe your teacher will reward the student who guesses more categories!!! Give it a try!!!
Although if you need some help, and want to learn about the nominees or watch the trailers of the nominated films, you can click here.
For more info, click on the following links:
The Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences
AND THE OSCAR GOES TO...
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Fancy going to the cinema next week?
Here's the Official Trailer:
Would you like something more about the special effects in this film? Watch this (no subtitles, sorry! Just don't panic for not understanding everything!!)
And if you want to read the story online, click here.
(...)He dragged himself after her. At the end of a long hall they reached aroom from which proceeded a variety of howls--indeed, a room which, inlater parlance, would have been known as the "crying-room." They entered.
"Well," gasped Mr. Button, "which is mine?"
"There!" said the nurse.
Mr. Button's eyes followed her pointing finger, and this is what hesaw. Wrapped in a voluminous white blanket, and partly crammed intoone of the cribs, there sat an old man apparently about seventy yearsof age. His sparse hair was almost white, and from his chin dripped along smoke-colored beard, which waved absurdly back and forth, fannedby the breeze coming in at the window. He looked up at Mr. Button withdim, faded eyes in which lurked a puzzled question.
"Am I mad?" thundered Mr. Button, his terror resolving into rage. "Isthis some ghastly hospital joke?
"It doesn't seem like a joke to us," replied the nurse severely. "AndI don't know whether you're mad or not--but that is most certainly your child."
(Source:www.fscottfitzgeraldsociety.org)