The Man with the Golden Arm

faces challenges. I have chosen to explore the connections family and friends support, and Determination. The texts/films I have chosen are; Michael Hill (Silver Linings), Craig McKibbin (Silver Linings), Soul Surfer (Sean McNamara) and Kingsman: The Golden Circle (Matthew Vaughn). Text 1: The challenge for Michael Hill in Silver Linings was that his house had burnt down with everything he owned in it. He had hit rock bottom, but still he pushed himself way out of his comfort zone and went…

saw the offended look on the monster as this little splinter would cost her life. She held her laugh in and climbed up the monsters, fury leg to his rough paw and pulled the splinter out. He let out a loud scream, she then looked up to see a small golden name tag on the monster’s chest. “BOB” she read aloud. Bob nodded. They stood in silence until, “Go home” Bob remarked. Nelly raised and dropped her hands with a thud…

Morris, Dr. Van Helsing, Arthur Holmwood, and John Seward go to free Lucy of her devilish ways, she, “...saw us…[but] still advanced, however, and with a languorous, voluptuous grace, said, ‘Come to me, Arthur. Leave these others and come to me. My arms are hungry for you. Come, and we can rest together. Come, my husband, come!’ There was something diabolically sweet in her tones, something of the tinkling of glass when struck, which rang through the brains even of us who heard the words…

renewed. As I tentatively opened my eyes, I realized that I was laying beneath an ancient sycamore tree. Light playing on the leaves and casting irregular patterns of gold onto my face, and the face of the person lying beside me. I roll over to see a man, who I have known all my life, sleeping soundly despite the hard rocks beneath us. I inhale deeply as I stare up into intermingling patterns of branches and leaves. The air smells like rain and freshly cut grass, my favorite smell in the…

Lady Macbeth’s True Malice “Behind every great man, there is a great woman” – (Groucho Marx). This quote interprets that every man with great character has a woman with the same nature supporting him. However, in the ‘Shakespearean’ tragedy of Macbeth, a more fitting quote would be “behind every evil man, there is a more evil woman”. Macbeth was a villainous man with a dark desire to become king, though his desire was suppressed as a result of his kind and innocent nature. His wife, Lady…

Duke Roth Lancashire vaticinated strange things. In the premonition, he saw a black mass gowned in stars dissolving a man and turning him into something else. Something primitive and infantile, yet monstrous. Then he saw Elrich, an island, he owned and controlled, harboring creatures he'd never seen before; things so strange and ill-natured they evoked disgust within him. Abominations with the words—Magnus Teras—inscribed in their flesh. The next day, Roth acted. He told his king's…

direct characterization in order to show that every hero has a flaw. The character Beowulf a brave and courageous man in the epic of Beowulf. Beowulf boast about how tough and fierce and how Grendel a fiend that existed at that time that everyone was afriad is no match for him and he explains himself and his crew of men as,"His father's warrior were wound round his heart/ With golden rings, bound to their prince/ By his father's treasure. So young men build/ The future,…

symbolism to represent something else, something ‘abstract’. “The Cask of Amontillado” tells the story of a man who takes revenge from his foe, by tricking him into his catacombs, then burying him which can be described as “The Perfect Crime”. In this paper, we…

She can't even think about her life now, doesn't really want to there's not really anything to think about. Her parents abandoned her, she was found on the doorstep some old abandoned building, she was thrown into the shitty low social class foster system, she ran away and lived on the streets for three years until she was kidnapped by Doll's House and raised to be Micheal's best, most expensive virgin. That's it that's her life and it's pitiful. She closes her eyes, turning to face the back…

fingers of a desert wind beckon for me to cross over the balcony ledge into nothing, but I ignore its invitation for the moment, taking my time to contemplate the inevitable future that awaits me. There is a darkness that will soon ensnare me in its arms and, with it, an end to my existence. A part of me fears this end, but another, larger part of me wonders what would happen if I accept it. Would it hurt to die? Probably. Would it be worth embracing it in order…