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Gormenghast - Steerpike eats Lady Fuchsia´s pear (Ooops)
Well....it tasted soooo good - as you can hear and see !
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Steerpike - Learn to be lonely
My first vid, so please don´t be too hard with me.
My program did not exactly what I wanted, but I hope you like it!
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Steerpike & Lady Fuchsia (Gravescene)
Steerpike waits on Nanny Slagg´s grave for Lady Fuchsia
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Gormenghast - Soundtrack
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About An Abused Boy, A Destroyed Soul, A Black Heart
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Ancient times , ancient walls, ancient rules, ancient traditions, ancient roles...
One rebel between lies, treason, insanity, secrets and duty.
An abused boy, has a brilliant plan leading to fatal revenge.
In a world full of fury and madness, full of obligation and power, full of passion and bans, in the end what will matter?
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Ancient times , ancient walls, ancient rules, ancient traditions, ancient roles...
One rebel between lies, treason, insanity, secrets and duty.
An abused boy, has a brilliant plan leading to fatal revenge.
In a...
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+++++++++++++++++++++++Im as mad as mad can be.
Watch me get your whole family!
Im as mad as mad can be.
And you two and me make three...
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If I understand anything, I understand anger. And that's because I understand what it feels like to be rejected. And don't think I don't understand loneliness too.
I´m unhappy...
Im lost and I am dying of heat from the kitchens!
Why is it that some people starve and others have so much they waste it?
Im going to make them wish they were never born! Or at least never born where they were. Maybe they should try the kitchens next time.
They all have to go sooner or later...
Dont be frightened. It is only a boy from the kitchens...
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I am WhO I am, not WhaT I am!
Maybe I am better than you all who ridicule me!!!
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What?
In brief, Gormenghast is a limited land surrounded by mountains and dominated by the huge castle of Gormenghast--really a good-sized city, a single place, interconnected by mazes of ancient passageways and arches and tunnels.
Where?
The land seems curiously isolated: there is no mention of any least traffic with an outside world, nor direct mention of such a world. Yet the place knows what parrots and ostriches and giraffes are--indeed, has (or can obtain) parrots--and the schoolmasters give lessons to unruly boys much as schoolmasters in nineteenth-century England gave lessons to unruly boys; the masters ask boys "Name an isthmus," and assuredly there are no such things in the geography of Gormenghast (and world globes are found in their classrooms). Remarks are made curiously evocative of, if not literally from, Shakespeare.
When?
Above all else that it is, the place is old. Titus is the seventy-seventh Earl of Gormenghast. Close your eyes, move your lips a little, touch your fingertips: Yes! That is a lot of time: centuries; millennia even. The infrastructure of Gormenghast seems timeless: swords are contemporary weapons, horses pull carts, even the aristocracy reads by candlelight. But they have hot-water bottles and, more germane, hypodermic needles. It is, if one must have a parallel, perhaps the middle to later nineteenth century in England.
But, though I give them, those data are irrelevant. Gormenghast is not this place or that time or whatever--it is itself: it is Gormenghast!
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