#1: BLAND PROTAGONISTS:
It mostly seems to be female protagonists.
They just don't care for anything, they look like they don't even want to be in this film..
#2; MAIN CHARACTERS ARE ASSHOLES:
And these are the GOOD guys.
#3: JUMP SCARES:
Just stop.. Maybe wewe can try having actual SCARY stuff.
Weird images, dark shadows, that type of stuff..
#4: VILLAIN WON'T SHUT THE HELL UP:
wewe have him at gun point, and he's tied to a chair.. Fucking shoot him already!
#5: TRAGIC VILLAIN:
I don't mind this one, it often works.
But still, can't he just be evil, for the sake of being evil.
Like Michael Myer's in the original film?
#6: POINTLESS REMAKES:
Stop.. Just stop.
It mostly seems to be female protagonists.
They just don't care for anything, they look like they don't even want to be in this film..
#2; MAIN CHARACTERS ARE ASSHOLES:
And these are the GOOD guys.
#3: JUMP SCARES:
Just stop.. Maybe wewe can try having actual SCARY stuff.
Weird images, dark shadows, that type of stuff..
#4: VILLAIN WON'T SHUT THE HELL UP:
wewe have him at gun point, and he's tied to a chair.. Fucking shoot him already!
#5: TRAGIC VILLAIN:
I don't mind this one, it often works.
But still, can't he just be evil, for the sake of being evil.
Like Michael Myer's in the original film?
#6: POINTLESS REMAKES:
Stop.. Just stop.
Something Beautiful
I was in a restless mood.
I tried to read and ended up with vitabu scattered all over the floor.
I tried listening to muziki but all the words sounded out of tune.
I tried to write but ended up staring at a blank page for ten minutes.
So I decided to create something beautiful.
I wrote a song, drew a picture, and made a frame for it.
I took a photo, made a vase, and arranged some flowers.
I drew a tattoo on my hand, made a tower out of everything, climbed on my roof and did a dance.
But no matter how hard I try the most beautiful thing I ever created will always be you.
I was in a restless mood.
I tried to read and ended up with vitabu scattered all over the floor.
I tried listening to muziki but all the words sounded out of tune.
I tried to write but ended up staring at a blank page for ten minutes.
So I decided to create something beautiful.
I wrote a song, drew a picture, and made a frame for it.
I took a photo, made a vase, and arranged some flowers.
I drew a tattoo on my hand, made a tower out of everything, climbed on my roof and did a dance.
But no matter how hard I try the most beautiful thing I ever created will always be you.
A blinding flash of white light
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they're dead au alive
They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze
We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
wewe can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight
Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who's wrong au right
But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
wewe can still hear that voice through the smoky haze
We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
wewe can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight
Lit up the sky over Gaza tonight
People running for cover
Not knowing whether they're dead au alive
They came with their tanks and their planes
With ravaging fiery flames
And nothing remains
Just a voice rising up in the smoky haze
We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
wewe can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight
Women and children alike
Murdered and massacred night after night
While the so-called leaders of countries afar
Debated on who's wrong au right
But their powerless words were in vain
And the bombs fell down like acid rain
But through the tears and the blood and the pain
wewe can still hear that voice through the smoky haze
We will not go down
In the night, without a fight
wewe can burn up our mosques and our homes and our schools
But our spirit will never die
We will not go down
In Gaza tonight