Picture Manhattan in 1860, a time before the city had been dolled up and gotten ready for the silver screen, before the glamour and allure took over. Amsterdam Vallan (DiCaprio) is a young Irish man that migrates to the USA at a young age. Amsterdam’s story takes place in Five Points District of New York, a filthy and dangerous part of the city before it was deleted form history. As a young boy Vallan witnessed his father’s murder at the hand of William Cutting or Bill the Butcher (Day-Lewis) during
death of his father by the hands of Bill the Butcher. Understanding history, even if its urban history is no great feat in itself. For example, at the end of the movie there was the grave of the father of Amsterdam Vallen who was the leader of the Dead rabbits. The scene changed and fast forwards through time where the graves began to be covered in grass and weeds till eventually the graves were gone. That scene is just like history, until history is told, it will just sit and eventually be forgotten
Jason is back with a different destination other then his home at Camp Crystal Lake, as he takes a bite of the big apple. As on the other side of the woods a group of teenagers who have just gradutated class, aboard a cruise ship headed to New York City. Bright young minded lads with high hopes for college and the future soon change. Soon things start going wrong and the teenagers soon learn that Crystal Lakes legend Jason Voorhiees is aboard the ship, slicing and dicing his way to the big apple
tone is also supported by the fiction element character. Porter begins the story with Miranda and her brother Paul exploring a graveyard while out hunting. As they continue with their hunt, Paul shoots a rabbit that is about to give birth. Paul proceeds to carefully slit the dead rabbit open revealing her young unborn babies. This moment is an epiphany for young Miranda as she understands the meaning of rebirth and the cycle of life and death. Miranda later reflects upon this incident years later
In the novel Of Mice and Men, the scene represented in the diorama is when Lennie just got finished having a vision about the giant rabbit declaring that George is going to abandon him all alone and then scampered back into Lennie’s brain as George is quietly approaching out of the brush. I consider this scene that I created is significant to the novel because this is the scene to which Lennie passes away, caused by George. Yes, the death of Curley’s wife, due to Lennie’s strength and nervousness
brown, baby bunny rabbit. Joseph threw the rabbit because it had bit him and for this reason, we named it Nibbles. When we first saw Nibbles after he had been thrown, we thought he was dead, but it turns out he was still alive. He was moving but slowly. Joseph and I felt terrible so we decided we would try to build Nibbles
Lennies head. The hand shook violently, but his face set and his hand steadied, Georges heart was pounding, Lennie was still looking across the river trying to picture his rabbits as he was told to do. George suddenly jerked his hand away as Lennie spoke. "Don stop now George, tell, tell about the rabbits and the fatta the lan" But George didn't answer, instead he raised the Luger and pulled the trigger the barrel turned creating a soft click which echoed in the
frame from out of the woods. Two of them have a dead rabbit in their mouths as they arrive, and though their hunt yielded food, it is obvious by the blank or irritated expressions on their faces that they are not at all satisfied with their spoils. They enter the den area and then
hiding sun and the biting wind. A slow, rhythmic crunching of dead winter leaves quietly interceded into the area, and as it grew louder what little wildlife was present fled into the bushes and sycamore trees. George lumbered into the field, feet and soul too heavy to lift as the memories of that day flooded into his head. He vividly saw Lennie lying on the ground, dead, with their hopes and dreams dashed
I was nearly blinded when I first looked into the eyes of this beast. Strangely, the wolf almost seemed to glow with a brilliant light when I saw him. His bright blue eyes and radiant, white fur seemed whiter than the snow itself. A large rabbit lay clenched firmly between the wolf’s sturdy maws. It started to growl again as I stood there, fear-stricken. I wasn’t quite sure what to do at this particular moment other than to stand still, and hope the wolf would lose interest. The deadly creature