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The Wind That Shakes The Barley Review

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I didn’t like much the film because I feel like the director focus a little too much on the duality of the two brothers fighting for the liberation of Ireland and their opposite views on how the conflict should be resolved. Basically, one brother is willing to compromise with England and the other doesn’t.   They both have very good reasons to fight, like when the english soldiers gratuitously killed a neighbor of theirs, but we don’t spent much time to know the people they are fighting for besides the one "hockey-like" game they are all playing at the beginning of the film.  At one point, one of the brothers, Damien, shot a friend he knew his entire life, who betrayed him and his brother. And then he tells his future wife about the time he went to vist the mother of his friend, to tell her where she could find her son’s grave. At the grave, the mother told Damien to never show his face again to her. So when a similar situation happened between Damien and his...

Blog 2 : My best vacation

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I believe the best vacation I have with my family was when we went to Puerto Montt and from there we did different trips to lake Llanquihue, Chiloé and Maillen island. I only have fourteen years old and it was probably the first vacation we have with my dad in several years. He was a workaholic, as they say, and whenever summer vacation arrived I usually went on small trips with my mother, grandparents or some friends and, occasionally, very short trips for the day to beach with my dad.  So this time was kind of a big deal since the only time I spent more than a week with my dad was when he broke his leg playing football. He was over two months in a wheelchair at the house, in mid-summer and in a foul mood, as they say. We visited Osorno volcano, Puerto Varas, Ancud and the weather was great the whole week, with no rain at all. We even ate a sheep on Maillen island since we spend a few days on the house of a coworker of my dad. I still remember the herd looking at us ...