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Chorei do começo ao fim --&amp;gt; Louis Connelly (Jonathan Rhys Meyers), guitarrista irlandês, e Lyla Novacek (Keri Russell), jovem violoncelista, se conhecem em uma noite mágica em Nova York. Separados pelo destino desse encontro, nasce August Rush (Freddie Highmore), que vai parar no orfanato. O pequeno garoto decide sair em uma jornada musical em busca de seus pais. No caminho, ele recebe a ajuda de um estranho misterioso (Robin Williams).&lt;br /&gt;
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"Um cachorro não precisa de carrões, de casas grandes ou roupas de marca, um graveto esta ótimo pra ele, um cachorro não se importa se vc é rico ou pobre, inteligente ou idiota, esperto ou burro, de seu coração pra ele e ele lhe dará o dele, de quantas pessoas vc pode falar isso?&lt;br /&gt;
Quantas pessoas fazem vc se sentir raro, puro e especial??"&lt;br /&gt;
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Nos anos de 1950, pouco depois do fim da Segunda Guerra Mundial, o jovem Michael Berg adoece e passa a ser cuidado por uma bela e estranha mulher, Hanna, que tem o dobro de sua idade. Michael logo se recupera, mas Hanna foi embora. Ao encontrá-la, os dois têm um breve mas intenso romance. Uma paixão cada vez maior, temperada com as leituras de obras clássicas que Hanna sempre faz para o amado. Apesar disso, Hanna misteriosamente desaparece outra vez. Passados oito anos, Michael é agora um aluno de Direito que acompanha julgamentos de crimes de guerra cometidos pelos nazistas. É nesse momento que Hanna reaparece na vida do rapaz. Mas para a surpresa dele, a mulher está no banco dos réus do Tribunal. Enquanto o passado de Hanna é revelado, Michael descobre um segredo que poderá impactar na vida de ambos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Clyde (Gerard Butler) é um dedicado pai de família que testemunha sua esposa e filha serem assassinadas. Um dos culpados ganha liberdade graças a um acordo feito com o ambicioso promotor Nick (Jamie Foxx). Anos depois o assassino é encontrado morto e Clyde é preso mesmo sem provas contra ele. Seu unico objetivo, é denunciar o corrupto sistema judicial nem que para isso tenha que matar um a um, todos os envolvidos. Mas, se Clyde já está na cadeia, como o promotor poderá impedi-lo se ele está sempre um passo a frente de todos?&lt;br /&gt;
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Em virtude da morte do marido, uma viúva e as três filhas passam a enfrentar dificuldades financeiras, pois praticamente toda a herança foi para um filho do primeiro casamento, que ignora a promessa feita no leito de morte de seu pai que ampararia as meias-irmãs. Neste contexto, enquanto uma irmã prática (Emma Thompson), usando a razão como principal forma de conduzir as situações, a outra (Kate Winslet) se mostra emotiva, sem se reprimir nunca com uma sensibilidade flor da pele.                                                                          &lt;br /&gt;
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Inglaterra, 1797. As cinco irmãs Bennet - Elizabeth (Keira Knightley), Jane (Rosamund Pike), Lydia (Jena Malone), Mary (Talulah Riley) e Kitty (Carey Mulligan) - foram criadas por uma mãe (Brenda Blethyn) que tinha fixação em lhes encontrar maridos que garantissem seu futuro. Porém Elizabeth deseja ter uma vida mais ampla do que apenas se dedicar ao marido, sendo apoiada pelo pai (Donald Sutherland). Quando o sr. Bingley (Simon Woods), um solteiro rico, passa a morar em uma mansão vizinha, as irmãs logo ficam agitadas. Jane logo parece que conquistará o coração do novo vizinho, enquanto que Elizabeth conhece o bonito e esnobe sr. Darcy (Matthew Macfadyen). Os encontros entre Elizabeth e Darcy passam a ser cada vez mais constantes, apesar deles sempre discutirem.&lt;br /&gt;
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David Abbott (Mark Ruffalo) alugou recentemente um belo apartamento em San Francisco. A última coisa que ele gostaria era dividi-lo com alguém, mas logo surge uma jovem bonita e controladora, chamada Elizabeth (Reese Whiterspoon), que insiste que o apartamento é seu. David imagina que houve um grande mal entendido, até Elizabeth simplesmente desaparece. Ele muda a fechadura de casa mas isto não impede que Elizabeth ressurja, sempre aparecendo e sumindo como se fosse em um passe de mágica. David fica então convencido de que Elizabeth é um fantasma e passa a tentar ajudá-la a passar para o "outro lado" do pós-vida. Só que ela está convencida de que também está viva e se recusa a fazer qualquer travessia..&lt;br /&gt;
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Antes da mãe de Amy morrer, ela elaborou um roteiro para que sua filha vivesse bem sem sua orientação. Determinou quando Amy deveria ir para o acampamento de verão, que profissão seguir, e o mais importante: quando deveria se apaixonar - apenas pelo sétimo namorado. Já adulta e após ter seguido fielmente todas as intruções maternas, Amy conhece Daniel, um rapaz com todas as qualidades que ela gostaria em um namorado. Mas ele não é o sétimo! Então Amy, elabora um plano para que o sexto vire o sétimo. Mas talvez seu coração não esteja a par dessas suas intenções....&lt;br /&gt;
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Andrea Sachs (Anne Hathaway) é uma jovem que conseguiu um emprego na Runaway Magazine, a mais importante revista de moda de Nova York. Ela passa a trabalhar como assistente de Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep), principal executiva da revista. Apesar da chance que muitos sonhariam em conseguir, logo Andrea nota que trabalhar com Miranda não é tão simples assim.&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando Henry Griffin (Dermot Mulroney) descobre que está com câncer terminal, ele decide viver sua vida ao máximo. Ao assistir uma aula de psicologia na Universidade de Nova York ele conhece Sarah Phoenix (Amanda Peet), com quem logo se envolve. Porém Phoenix também está morrendo, o que faz com que ambos percebam que o relacionamento que possuem é a última chance que têm para descobrir o amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4717798427075435767-6521689841172944837?l=otempooamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EOsHQ/~4/_dPkK2sYgxo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/feeds/6521689841172944837/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/2010/06/filmes.html#comment-form" title="2 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4717798427075435767/posts/default/6521689841172944837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4717798427075435767/posts/default/6521689841172944837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EOsHQ/~3/_dPkK2sYgxo/filmes.html" title="Filmes :)" /><author><name>O tempo reina, O amor domina..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15341964522612611148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__TFrVHDRR1Q/S6kGrknXNQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n2epEyfLkhs/S220/mani+Fto.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__TFrVHDRR1Q/TByvNe089VI/AAAAAAAAACM/u9x3uBpvfyM/s72-c/O+Som+do+Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/2010/06/filmes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MEQHc-fyp7ImA9Wx5SGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4717798427075435767.post-1386806707975177840</id><published>2010-03-31T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T06:30:01.957-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-08-16T06:30:01.957-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Gal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="VaidaDe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="MoDa" /><title /><content type="html">
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eu nunca fui vaidosa.. nunca gostei de moda.. nunca fui ligada as coisas boa.. Bom.. não éh bem assim (nunca gostei.. nunca fui ligada) a verdade éh que nunca dei muita importância as coisas boas da...eu nunca fui vaidosa.. nunca gostei de moda.. nunca fui ligada as coisas boa.. Bom.. não éh bem assim (nunca gostei.. nunca fui ligada) a verdade éh que nunca dei muita importância as coisas boas da vida.. mesmo tendo oportunidade de estar em bons lugares.. de poder escolher roupas de marca/griffs. comer no melhor restaurante da região.. dormir em lugares românticos/afrodisíacos ou até mesmo do outro lado do mundo..&lt;br /&gt;
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iii ontem eu me deparei com a vaidade da vida..&lt;br /&gt;
ii nunca pensei que chegaria a esse ponto.. eu deveria tá ficando doida/louca.. (moda)..&lt;br /&gt;
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não sei se isso é bom.. só sei que estou indignada/retada com duas pessoa que me fizeram despertar p esse MUNDO da MODA.. Rá e Gal.. eu mato vcs duas..&lt;br /&gt;
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Gal.. uma garota aqii do trabalho.. que vira e mexe tá me transformando ou pelo menos tentando.. (maquiagem/roupa/modos.. etc)&lt;br /&gt;
Rá.. é minha irmã querida que hoje ela mora em LonDon e como minha amiga coleguinha &lt;a href="http://meninafutil.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gal&lt;/a&gt;.. esta sempre tentando me transforma.. manda sempre roupas de griff.. diferente de qlqr coisa aqii em Salvador.. perfumes.. sem falar na vontade tremenda que ela tem de me tele transporta p lá.. e eu feito besta ficoo aqii me prendendo nesse mundinho fDp.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0.5cm;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Londres"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Um &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;gran&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Londres"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sonHoo a se &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;realizar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
 
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Liberdade ii a sapiência&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A sapiência...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;São peças chaves pra maior inteligência&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu vou...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pro outro lado de lá&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Eu vou...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4717798427075435767-5220014538319026068?l=otempooamor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/EOsHQ/~4/uZAUgpBUhNM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/feeds/5220014538319026068/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/2010/03/london.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4717798427075435767/posts/default/5220014538319026068?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4717798427075435767/posts/default/5220014538319026068?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/EOsHQ/~3/uZAUgpBUhNM/london.html" title="" /><author><name>O tempo reina, O amor domina..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15341964522612611148</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__TFrVHDRR1Q/S6kGrknXNQI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n2epEyfLkhs/S220/mani+Fto.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__TFrVHDRR1Q/S6j8efjBOUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Pbs3TShRyiQ/s72-c/passatempo-londres.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://otempooamor.blogspot.com/2010/03/london.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

