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Game Without Audience

The Rules of the Game is noted for its use of deep focus so that events going on in the background are as important as those in the foreground. In a 1954 interview with Jacques Rivette and Franηois Truffaut, reprinted in Jean Renoir: Interviews, Renoir said 'Working on the script inspired me to make a break and perhaps get away from naturalism completely, to try to touch on a more classical, more poetic genre.' He wrote and rewrote it several times, often abandoning his original intentions altogether upon interaction with the actors having witnessed reactions that he hadn't foreseen. As a director he sought to 'get closer to the way in which characters can adapt to their theories in real life while being subjected to life's many obstacles that keep us from being theoretical and from remaining theoretical'.[citation needed]

The film's style has had an impact on numerous filmmakers. One example is Robert Altman, whose Gosford Park copies many of Rules of the Game's plot elements (a story of aristocrats in the country, aristocrats and their servants, murder) and pays homage with a direct reference to the infamous hunting scene, or 'la chasse', in which no one moves but the help.[citation needed]
 
Nyein Way

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Basic Instinct

A dirty and ugly music enchanting within a low volume heart
Deep with feelings and a great majestic appearence
Dullness above the poetic character does rise rational
Without whose order, murder cant be committed intentional.
 
Vishal Sharma

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Vengence_Death Series 1.0

Just made a serious colour of my maiden murder,
Those red eyes and cold blooded hands upon,
The still of the night, the cruelity of my meekness,
How powerful it would have been to be God bless....! ! !
 
Vishal Sharma

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Planet Black

The world is black, not like an unending night, but like an overwhelming darkness surrounding the planet. There is a speck of life in the darkness, it shines like the brightest light. Travel would take three days, to get there, not by plane, not my train, nor truck or car, walking is thee only way. The path is rocky, with danger at every bend. Walking fast will make the path move in and out. Shaking the rope bridge will force a brutal fall, to cascading river's below. The valley is deep, wild with savage animals running a muck in the dark.Looking about the scenery, seeing black all surrounding nothing but darkness, though visions of light dance around, dying monstrous beings haunt the silence of this world, breaking loneliness, making weariness. There is no single sanctuary for those helpless creatures that thrive in this utter darkness. The screaming presents itself when another one is murdered by a foe, this planet will be lit one day, by a fire spreading across the tree tops burning everything in its path, taking living beings out of existence. This is my world. My home.
 
Vanessa Kaylee

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