These guys?
Or this chick and her guys?
Personally, I have a white-hot hatred for the worthless sumbitch who bumped Chryssie and her boys from the lead theme slot in “The Living Daylights.” This Friday-night rampage is courtesy of Raincoaster’s dissertation on planet killers
Another FFE peek into what should have been . . .
One can laugh and laugh, and then something like this comes along:
The Guardian, Tuesday April 1 2008
The German photographer Walter Schels thinks it not only odd, but wrong that death is so hidden from view. Aged 72, he’s also keenly aware that his own death is getting closer. Which is why, a few years ago, he embarked on a bizarre project. He decided to shoot a series of portraits of people both before and after they had died. The result is a collection of photographs of 24 people – ranging from a baby of 17 months to a man of 83 – that goes on show in London next week. Alongside the portraits are the stories of the individuals concerned, penned by Beate Lakotta, Schels’ partner, who spent time with the subjects in their final days and who listened as they told her how it felt to be nearing the end of their lives.
Photos here
