2. Prozac Nation
4. SLC Punk
5. Requiem for a dream
6. Third person
7. Girl, interrupted
8. Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo
9. Mr. Nobody
10. Nowhere boy
11. Breakfast at Tiffany’s
12. Reality bites
13. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
14. Buffalo 66
15. Sid & Nancy
16. The silence of the lambs
RIP Michael Ballhaus (1935-2017) - German cinematographer best known for his collaborations with Rainer Werner Fassbinder, Martin Scorsese and Mike Nichols passed away yesterday at age 81. The three-time Oscar nominated director of photography began his career in 1959 with a TV movie. In Germany, it was his association with Fassbinder that brought him acclaim and public perception with 15 films together, including Whitty (1971), Beware a Holy Whore (1971), The Bitter Tears of Petra Von Kant (1972), World on a Wire (1973), Martha (1974), Fox and his Friends (1975),
Mother Küsters’ Trip to Heaven
(1975), Satan’s Brew (1976), Despair (1978), Chinese Roulette (1978),
The Marriage of Maria Braun (1979) and Lili Marleen (1981).
His career in America started with Dear Mr. Wonderful (1982) and Baby It’s You (1983) but it was with the partnership with Scorsese that made him a more recognisable and important name in photography, beginning in After Hours (1985). They also worked in The Color of Money (1986), The Last Temptation of Christ (1988), the elaborated shots of Goodfellas (1990) going through hallways without cuts, The Age of Innocence (1993), Gangs of New York (2002) and The Departed (2006), which was Ballhaus final major film work. Other works include: Under the Cherry Moon (1986) - to which he directed a few sequences without credit, Broadcast News (1987) - his first Oscar nomination; Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (1988), Working Girl (1988), The Fabulous Baker Boys (1989) - 2nd Oscar nod; Postcards from the Edge (1990), Guilty by Suspicion (1991), The Mambo Kings (1992), the exuberance of Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992), Quiz Show (1994), Outbreak (1995), Sleepers (1996), Air Force One (1997), Primary Colors (1998), Wild Wild West (1998), The Legend of Beggar Vance (2000), Something’s Gotta Give (2003) and 3096 (2013), his last work. He’s father of cinemaographer/camera operator Florian Ballhaus and assistant director Jan Sebastian Ballhaus, and nephew of actor Carl Ballhaus who appeared in M (1931).
A genius of speed, movement and light, Ballhaus was a true versatile cinematographer during his day, embracing several genres and styles. One who’ll be missed.
Word count: 1 826 Warnings: Sexual content, public sex, smut y’all.
A/N: So I totally used the requests to make a part 2 of it. I hope you enjoy this one as well, it’s hard to make a sequel of something I never thought would turn out as good as it did. *blushes*
”What do you think
you’re doing?” Malia growled as she caught you staring too intently and long at the field.
Devenford prep were visiting Beacon Hills for a friendly game for practice. You
flinched when she was just beside your ear and almost jumped up in Lydia’s lap.
stuttered and Malia whiffed at you. ”Dear god Y/N, you smell like you want the
whole team to take you, right here and now.” she cautioned and furrowed her
brows as you sank down on the bench, hoping that you maybe could melt under the
bleachers, just to avoid Malia’s gaze.
There was no doubt that Luke was hot, but when he was mad, it went to a whole new level. You sat innocently at the edge of the bed looking up at Luke walking around the room as he was yelling loudly at the poor soul on the other end of the line. All you could think about was the was his vein popped from his neck and how his eyes were different from the usual myriad shades of light and baby blue, now a much darker tone. It might’ve been insensitive, but how could you help yourself.
Luke turned to look over at you biting your lip and for a moment you could swear his eyes were filled with lust but returned back to the angry dark blue. Luke still filled with rage started to grip his hair in frustration. You started quietly singing phone down by lost kings to yourself,
“Why don’t you put that fucking phone down?
Darling, so we could be alone now"
By now Luke had quieted down a little bit and could hear your soft singing
“Can’t you just be here when the lights go out
Why don’t you ever put that phone down?
What could be so goddamn important
That it can’t wait until the morning?”
Luke gave you a look that was basically asking what you were doing, but still on his phone bickering. Slightly annoyed (and horny) you stood up.
“You got me right here with my clothes off now
Why don’t you put that fucking phone down?”
You sing as you Strip yourself of your dress leaving you in your pink nude lace bralette that goes up towards you neck giving you a matching choker.
Luke looked you up and down seeing the set you were wearing, he looked into your eyes as you dragged him by his tie, walking backwards towards the bed laying yourself and him down supporting himself with one hand, the other holding his phone up to his ear he muttered a quick bye to the phone and set it down. You looked up at him smirking innocently. His eyes flickered between your eyes and your lips “what was that about” he asked in a low growl. You just replied with a shrug and he kissed you roughly and moaned into your mouth as You put your hand up to the back of his neck playing and tugging at the small hairs. His lips moved down to your neck sucking and leaving marks all over, you moaned at the pleasure…….
//I’ll let you guys make up the rest before god starts to hate me