18.12.06

Quiz Natal, Obviamente, Natal

Depois de aturados estudos, está escolhido por unanimidade o tema da semana: Quizzzz Natal. Ora tomem! Sim, eu sei que é uma ideia genial e que reconhecem o esforço e investigação que foram necessários para chegar a tal tema. Agora, esgadenhem-se. Vale tudo e todas as artes, claro, mas especialmente dois tipos de questões: as mais católicas e as mais heréticas. Para começar, deixo-vos uma questão cinematográfica:

Em Gremlins, um dos melhores filmes de Natal de sempre, a menina bonita da história confessa odiar o Natal. A dado passo, numa cena muito emotiva, explica ao menino bonito da história porquê. Porquê?

3 comentários:

INDIGENTE ANDRAJOSO disse...

o pai dela ficou entalado na chaminé, mascarado de pai natal...

remiguel disse...

certo! é uma história que me comove sempre!
agora quero ver esse christmas jazz noise here!

remiguel disse...

Kate: Now I have another reason to hate Christmas.
Billy Peltzer: What are you talking about?
Kate: The worst thing that ever happened to me was on Christmas. Oh, God. It was so horrible. It was Christmas Eve. I was 9 years old. Me and Mom were decorating the tree, waiting for Dad to come home from work. A couple hours went by. Dad wasn't home. So Mom called the office. No answer. Christmas Day came and went, and still nothing. So the police began a search. Four or five days went by. Neither one of us could eat or sleep. Everything was falling apart. It was snowing outside. The house was freezing, so I went to try to light up the fire. That's when I noticed the smell. The firemen came and broke through the chimney top. And me and Mom were expecting them to pull out a dead cat or a bird. And instead they pulled out my father. He was dressed in a Santa Claus suit. He'd been climbing down the chimney... his arms loaded with presents. He was gonna surprise us. He slipped and broke his neck. He died instantly. And that's how I found out there was no Santa Claus.