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Clark doesn't care about you. He doesn't care about the world. He barely cares about himself. But after an incident with an old bowl of spaghetti and a malfunctioning microwave, he becomes a superhero that can fight crime with the power of spaghetti. However, you have to pay him. The idea of making this film came from two separate stories from middle school: The first one was during a health inspection, a lunchbox was found behind the television shelf at a the corner of the classroom, and inside of it were some gross molded food; the other one, a story told by our maths teacher, that years ago a dead body was found in the gaps of two buildings on the hill at the back of the school, molded and green - apparently this guy was a thieve who went out at night but ended up getting stuck there. My middle school was built around a hill, which gives the campus an interesting look - it goes up to the middle of the hill, and the end of it borders a neighborhood, where some complex, weird paths and buildings interweave. It has a humid and neighborhoody(idk what this means but) smell, just like the rest part of the city - the Guangzhou (Canton) city. Deep in its core, especially the neighborhoods, space is randomly divided by the buildings and their gaps, weird and unplanned, narrow and mossy - seemingly filled with all the secrets and twisted stories. They become a component of the people there, or the people become a part of them, and are buried and hidden inside the gaps. The kid's story is a story of a hidden memory, a thought, or just that part of himself, haunting and never-ending. It is also that part of him he left behind - the him that is dead in the gap. He hears the story, he believes in it, he becomes the story, he gets something from himself, he puts the story back. My generation grew up in the last bit of the passing-away old Canton, before Cantonese got widely banned at school. So, it has to be in Cantonese,hahahahaha Also my elementary school also borders some neighborhood, and me and my friends had a "secret station" on the highest floor of the last building, the second floor of which connects to a building where people live. I always wanted to climb through the fence in between. NOW I DID IN MY FILM wow I wrote a lot. Thanks for reading. 本片以纯真(zhē(♎)n )的爱情，励志的(de )故事(🛥)为主线(🈺)。跑(pǎo )酷，武术(📇)，格(gé )斗(⭕)等真功夫元(🏅)(yuán )素为(🔟)亮点，以喜(xǐ(👖) )剧的形(🙅)式呈现(xiàn )了一个草(🥙)根的(de )英雄梦，致敬成(💟)(chéng )龙敬业精神，传(chuá(🖥)n )递社会正能(néng )量(lià(🛀)ng )。 在一次出差(chà )中，妻(🖥)子和公司(sī )老总陪(🚅)客户喝(hē )酒(jiǔ )，酒醉(🥌)之后(hòu )被(bèi )老总强(🥥)奸并拍(pāi )下裸照，威(💙)逼利(lì )诱让她和客(🏭)户(hù )发(fā )生关系，在(👖)(zài )金(jīn )钱利益威逼(🚉)面(miàn )前，妻子没有采(💓)(cǎi )取报(😦)警，而是(shì )选(👪)择了妥(📐)协，妻(qī )子做(🐤)的这些(💎)事(shì )被丈夫知道以(🚍)后(hòu )，丈夫没有和(hé(🐦) )妻子开诚布公(gōng )的(👢)沟通，而是选(xuǎn )择了(🖐)更极端的报(bào )复斩(📣)杀，每(měi )次(cì )杀完和(🏑)妻子好(hǎo )的男人之(🌘)后，都(dōu )给自己留下(😻)了(le )不(bú )在场的证据(🗑)(jù )，在妻子面前装(zhuā(🚞)ng )的若无其事，令(lìng )案(🧦)件扑朔迷离(lí )。 一个(📂)年轻女(nǚ )子(zǐ )被一(🎸)个不是(🏁)自(zì )己的尸(👃)体从死(🙅)里(lǐ )醒来后(🔥)，被一(yī(🏯) )个不露面的男(nán )人(🔋)的异象所困扰(rǎo )。 Ten years after a tidal wave destroys a small-town elementary school with all the children inside, a young man builds a mysterious structure out of the school's remains, setting the town aflame with passions long forgotten. 70多(🏇)岁的农民老(lǎo )刘被(🔅)儿女无情(qíng )地赶出(🙅)了家门(mén )，寒冷的冬(🏅)天里(lǐ )他一个人在(👹)生死(sǐ )之间艰难挣(🛂)(zhèng )扎(zhā )、选择，他和(🚴)(hé )仅有的一头老牛(😙)(niú )一起感受着人(ré(🧔)n )生(shēng )最后的悲凉(liá(📓)ng )⋯⋯ The idea of making this film came from two separate stories from middle school: The first one was during a health inspection, a lunchbox was found behind the television shelf at a the corner of the classroom, and inside of it were some gross molded food; the other one, a story told by our maths teacher, that years ago a dead body was found in the gaps of two buildings on the hill at the back of the school, molded and green - apparently this guy was a thieve who went out at night but ended up getting stuck there. My middle school was built around a hill, which gives the campus an interesting look - it goes up to the middle of the hill, and the end of it borders a neighborhood, where some complex, weird paths and buildings interweave. It has a humid and neighborhoody(idk what this means but) smell, just like the rest part of the city - the Guangzhou (Canton) city. Deep in its core, especially the neighborhoods, space is randomly divided by the buildings and their gaps, weird and unplanned, narrow and mossy - seemingly filled with all the secrets and twisted stories. They become a component of the people there, or the people become a part of them, and are buried and hidden inside the gaps. The kid's story is a story of a hidden memory, a thought, or just that part of himself, haunting and never-ending. It is also that part of him he left behind - the him that is dead in the gap. He hears the story, he believes in it, he becomes the story, he gets something from himself, he puts the story back. My generation grew up in the last bit of the passing-away old Canton, before Cantonese got widely banned at school. So, it has to be in Cantonese,hahahahaha Also my elementary school also borders some neighborhood, and me and my friends had a "secret station" on the highest floor of the last building, the second floor of which connects to a building where people live. I always wanted to climb through the fence in between. NOW I DID IN MY FILM wow I wrote a lot. Thanks for reading. On an amorous tryst with a young girl, an inexperienced young man has his bliss interrupted when the girl's lover startles them. In the ensuing fracas, the lover is fatally shot. The young man admits that he fired the fatal bullet, and the young girl becomes a credible eyewitness for the prosecution. Against these overwhelming odds, the father of the young man faces a dilemma. In Somnauth Narine's, Protection Game, the father, played by veteran actor Mahadeo Shivraj, must decide whether to operate within the confines of the law by using the services of a high priced lawyer, or operate outside the law to protect his son. In this murder mystery heightened with suspense and bawdy West Indian humor, love, devotion, and adherence to law, which appear to be at the opposite ends of the spectrum of human emotions, converge to answer the eternal question- How far would a father go to protect his son?