Mccarthy3

Red hot honey dipped in satin See her jack I’ma clip him wit’ my Roscoe Won’t be in the blodder cuz there’s no snitch I’ll leave that stiff on the street, hit the ro’ Skeet in my Lincoln without a hitch No Chicago kimono for this fellow  Smoke a cig to drop the jitters Switch gears in the ghost cuz I got no alibi Phone the connections, they clean the scene hide, lay low If buttons roll up, gonna bang ‘em with slugs They claim I’m a killer, the proof is confidential Gossip as we fly in the Lincoln, that’s presidential Boyo, see that tomato Where’s her man? Who knows? I’m buggin’ for this broad Marry, couple babies Drop the mob biz, No big C’s Honest Rats! ops got evidence, now I’m in a pinch Locked up for a dime Now she’s got two kids and no man

  In this frame, Spielberg is attempting to give the reader and idea of John Anderton’s state at this point in the film. He compares the inescapable fact that he is running out of oxygen in the tub and will need to come up for air which will get him caught by the spider bots with the new reality that John is a criminal and will “inevitably” kill Leo Crow as the Precrime department closes in on him. To begin by applying the rule of thirds, John Anderton’s blindfolded head and the spider bot are positioned at corners of the grid to draw our attention. John is hiding under the frigid water as the spider bot searches for him. Inevitably, John will have to come up for air and the bot will find him just as he will “inevitably” kill a stranger according to the precog’s vision.  The bright streak of light coming from under the door stand out against the otherwise dark bathrooom and bring further attention to John’s head, as it is pointed in that direction. The beam narrowly misses...

 - minority report -a couple Harry Potter movies -all the Star Wars movies