Scarlet Claw, The – DivX Version (Normal Quality), iPod/iPhone Version
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IMDB rating: 7.90 Plot: A village in Canada has an old legend about a phantom that years ago killed three villagers. Many residents are afraid that the monster has come back, because some of them have seen strange luminous shapes, and then some sheep were found with their throats slashed. Their worst fears seem to be confirmed when Lady Penrose is found killed in the same way. Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson are in Quebec, attending a meeting of the Royal Canadian Occult Society, where they are involved in a sharp debate with Lord Penrose about his village’s legend. Not long after Lord Penrose receives word of his wife’s death, Holmes receives a letter that the dead woman had written before she died, begging for his help and protection. When Holmes goes to the village to investigate, he finds himself hunting a determined murderer who is also a master of disguise. |
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Actors: Rathbone Basil,Bruce Nigel,Hamer Gerald,Cavanagh Paul,Hohl Arthur,Mander Miles,Clyde David,Wolfe Ian,Allen Harry,Billings Ted,Cartledge Bill,Francis Charles,Hytten Olaf,Crime,Mystery,Thriller,
opinions on this poem please?
im not really sure if its a poem or not. sorry for the length! but please read it
was she not happy once?
did she not laugh?
her memorieswere blank canvases
standing alone in a dark room.
no, happiness was a fairytale
where she rode her opaque unicorn
of laughter
to her, time was the torturous length of existence
her world was black and white,
the color bleached out of everything
how she hated the plastered smiles,
the shrill laughs
they were the wallpaper glued to her tunnel of despair
down she walked,
down down down
the farther she walked,
the older the wallpaper became
it started to yellow
and peel away
reavealing a white nothing
even her own motions belonged on the wall,
they didnt mean anything either
so she didnt realize what her hand had managed to snatch
she remembered nothing until it happened
she awoke
she gasped as this wonderful feeling clawed through her mind,
stabbing it with a lovely force: pain
she stared down at the wonderful new silver instrument
that had taught her mind to sing again
her hot scarlet blood was so beautiful,
too beautiful for mind that could not comprehend beauty any longer
again and again
that lovely silver instrument stroked
and with each strike,
her mind became fresh,
her memories returned,
teh canvases now held such astounding depictions
and as she sat down,
finally at the end of the dreary tunnel
her heart died,
just as her mind began to live
i dont have a name for it yet…
Wow, it’s very powerful, I like it. Makes you think. That’s a good thing.
Umm, a name… hmm… you mention her scarlet blood, and the silver instrument used to create this blood. Scarlet silver? Scarlet on silver?
Oh i don’t know, I can’t do names lol.
Me | May 27, 2009
It confused me, but that isn’t always a bad thing.
So pretty good
J@^^3s | May 27, 2009
Dean Stafford