The section groups films in directors. Here you will familiarize with biographies and films of outstanding directors. The director – the principal person when shooting. Into the task of the director enters to turn the scenario into a film. And success or a film dip depends on the director. It is possible to tell still that the director is the artist who writes scenarios, plots, game of actors, operation of operators and a great number of other people which are anyway involved in process of creation of cinema. The section acquaints with outstanding directors of the USSR, Russia and everything which films make gold fund of cinema. Having selected the favourite director, you receive the list of its films and can watch movies online or download films. As it was already told, the kinomusorka in a bigger measure represents films of the USSR and the Russian films therefore the section on directors as focuses attention on Soviet, Russian and directors of CIS countries. In this section of a site you will meet Igor Zajtsev, Otar Ioseliani, Leonid Gajdaj, Grigory Kozintsev, Sergey Bondarchuk, Rashid Nugmanov, Sergey Snezhkin, Roman Kachanov, Alexander Proshkin, Leonid Pchelkin, Nikolay Dostalja, Tatyana Lioznova, Stanley Kubrick, Roman Polanski, James Cameron and other remarkable masters of the film.
- Laura smiled too. - I think that you fall in love more often - smiled Wolf. - Do not you ... - She looked sadly and shook her head, and did not hear the answer, she asked: - Can you see through time ... the future you also see? - Do not think about the future - shrugged Messing.- Can not ... - It is interesting to look into someone else's future? - Laura smiled. - As in the keyhole? It is wrong characterizes you ... What can you say about my future? - You just said - look bad in the lock .. - But if you are asked about it, perhaps we could? - No, Laura, no ... - firmly uttered Wolf.- I will not talk about your future. And please, do not take all this matter ... I am often wrong. - Then tell me, so I knew what you'd be wrong - through the power of smile, Laura, and her black eyes glistened with tears. - I ask you ... I never let anyone of anything not asked ... - No. I can not. I can not see anything.- And Wolf turned and walked slowly back to the table where loud talking and laughing picnic parties. Laura watched him, and tears Toumani her look. Long thin fingers clutched the glass with the strength and burst glass, splinters hit in the arm, and blood came.But Laura, feeling no pain, continued to look back to the outgoing Wolff. Neither Laura nor Wolff did not notice that they're being watched Mr. Ferreira, who stood at a distance and talk with Tselmeysterom. Irritation and anxiety reflected in his face. Suddenly Wolf turned and walked back to Laura.She
and waited for him, shining shining with tears and happiness eyes. Wolf walked over and hugged Laura,
and hugged and kissed her on the lips. Her bloody hand, threw his neck, fingers touched the cheek, leaving a trail of blood. Ferreira said Tselmeysteru something and suddenly fell silent, staring into the distance.Tselmeyster turned his head to where Ferreira
and looked, and saw a passionate kissing Laura and Wolf ... - So when you go to Montevideo, Mr. Tselmeyster? - Said Ferreira. - We have a few ideas in Buenos Aires, Senor Ferreira - Tselmeyster said, also looking at the Wolf and Laura.
Anne sat down. - Army, as I understand? - I asked, sitting down next to her on the sofa.It seems that the question put her in a dead end: - Army? What army? I pointed at the door: - Simon. - Yes. Yeah, right. - It's crazy - I zabalabonil to give her time to collect her thoughts and fell from the soul cargo that Anne clearly wanted to fall down. - Jato went to serve because otherwise I would upekli in jail.And the idea that someone really wants to go to military service, though it is not necessarily ... draft board he had already passed? - Draft boards no longer exist ... Now we have "accessories." - Oh, yes, - I muttered politely, and with great pleasure portraying a seasoned veteran, hearing the singing of military pipe. - Of course."Professionals", as they call themselves now. Today it is not enough learning how to keep the decanter of port, when he goes in a circle, touching the table. Now need to speak in Cantonese, to be able to disassemble the tank engine, direct the discussion about post-traumatic stress, and know by heart the names of their subordinates.- Ted - finally she said with a hint of pleading in his voice - you're a poet. Artist. I know you like ... make fun of him, but you're so true. - I am and have. - Most of your poems, I never really knew, but you did not order them and said, right? - Well ... - However, I realize you probably had a lot to think about ... I do not know... over ideas. - A young poet once said MallarmГ©: "Today I came up with the idea of вЂ‹вЂ‹the poem is absolutely stunning." "What are you, - said Mallarme - what a shame." "What do you mean?" - Asked the
and wounded poet. "Why, - said Mallarme - poems do not because of the ideas, right? They are made of words."- Oh, Ted, talk to me seriously, at least once. Please. I, in fact, believed that'm serious, though his face said it is appropriate melancholy expression and leaned over to Ann. - We are worried that Davy is kakimto strange. - Really? - No, nothing too specific.- Ann put like flushed girl, hands to her cheeks. - He has to be extremely nice.