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  • Genre Thriller
  • 1 h 30M
  • Mark Mavrothalasitis
  • 2019
  • Rating 5,4 of 10
  • Max Pachman
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Army efforts to pass on extraterrestrial technologies to civilian industries from the Roswell wreckage available in his filing cabinet. Of course, the scraps of ET material in Corso’s filing cabinet pales in comparison with the actual craft retrieved by elite UFO retrieval units on many occasions as whistleblowers such as Sgt Clifford Stone claim. While the details of each covert program cited by Boylan may be called into question due to the inherent problem in whistleblower testimonies that may be seeded with disinformation, his basic premise and overview appears well thought through. Boylan’s research reveals that Space based weapon systems already exist and have been used for several decades. This suggests that the Strategic Defense Initiative is just a cover for a covert weapons program that has been underway for some time and has already been deployed. SDI therefore may be little more than an effort to take space based weapons systems out of the ‘black’ world of illicit black budget funding, into the ‘white world’ of Congressionally approved Special Access Programs that can be funded by federal appropriations. This allows the black budget funds raised through illicit sources that previously funded these covert programs to be earmarked for other ‘urgent’ purposes. This suggests that efforts to prevent the weaponization of space need to consider the covert programs already deployed and the need of military policy makers to get some of these into the ‘white world’ in order to gain Congressional funding for other ‘black projects’. The proper focus should therefore be on making transparent the space weapons systems currently deployed, and to have some accountability process for the deployment and use of such weapons systems by Congressional committees. Turning back the covert deployment of space based weapons is a much more difficult challenge than preventing their initial deployment which has already occurred. Furthermore, the targeting of extraterrestrial vehicles by exotic weapons systems is certainly a major cause for concern as Boylan points out. However, as influential insiders such as Col Philip Corso have indicated, there is genuine military concern over extraterrestrial violations of national sovereignty and human rights. This has led to Corso and others supporting the deployment of such space based weapons systems. Consequently, there is great work to be done in bridging genuine military concerns over intrusive extraterrestrial activities, and egregious military practices of targeting extraterrestrial vehicles with exotic weapons systems. Michael Salla, PhD --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I don't claim to know anything, it's just a post for discussion, ideas, theories and opinions. The following paragraphs are copy-paste with the intent to discuss the subject and nothing else. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Let's start: -------------- As a behavioral scientist and clinician, I have been working for over 15 years with persons who report having had an encounter with an extraterrestrial intelligent life form, a Star Visitor. During the course of this work I have felt it necessary to learn as much as possible about the veridical reality of UFOs, and what the government already knows about these visitors from afar. As information on Star Visitors and their encounters with humans piled up, I began to publish my findings, presenting them at national and international conferences, in specialty journals, and in media interviews. This in turn brought me to the attention of certain figures, currently or formerly in highly-classified sectors of government and the military ad intelligence agencies. These individuals decided to leak certain additional information to me, knowing that I would thus serve as a conduit to bring such leaked information to the attention of the portion of the public interested and ready for such information. My doctoral training in psychology and anthropology taught the value of first-hand field research. And because the existence and operations of various undeclared or secret government installations related to Star Visitor matters are not going to be plumbed without field research, I made it my task, starting in 1992, to reconnoiter, observe, and in some instances penetrate many of the most important of these installations. I reasoned that the knowledge I gained could be very helpful to the experiencers who consult with me, to help them feel secure that they had not hallucinated, but that such advanced technology exists, and in fact, the American government is in possession of some of this technology. Additionally, the hundreds of experiencers of encounters shared with me information they possessed, including about advanced U. craft, either by reason of being told such things by the Star Visitors, or by being kidnaped by rogue military-intelligence units and taken aboard one of these craft to one or other of these installations, or viewed such craft once they arrived. This added to my store of information and data on advanced U. antigravity craft. While I have gathered, or been entrusted by others with, considerable information on special American aerospace craft, I do not purport to know everything that is in the U. arsenal, nor everything about the operations and capabilities of the craft that I am about to identify. What I know is presented here. I have held nothing back. At this time, I am aware of the existence of ten kinds of special-technology advanced aerospace platforms [mil-speak for craft], all incorporating antigravity technology in some form. These ten are: the Northrop Grumman B-2 Spirit Stealth Bomberthe AuroraLockheed-Martin’s X-33ABoeing and Airbus Industries’ Nautilusthe TR3-A Pumpkinseedthe TR3-B TriangleNorthrop’s Great Pumpkin discTeledyne Ryan Aeronautical’s XH-75DShark antigravity helicopterLockheed-Martin and Northrop’s jointly-developed TAW-50 hypersonic antigravity fighter-bomber Before we examine these ten exotic aerospace craft, a brief overview of the different forms of generating antigravity fields is in order. The most primitive antigravity technology is electrogravitic. This involves using voltages in the millions of volts to disrupt the ambient gravitational field. This results in an 89% reduction in gravity’s hold on airframes in such vehicles as the B-2 Stealth Bomber and the TR3-B Astra triangular craft. And given the considerable ambient ionization field I observed around the X-22A, it is reasonable to assume that extreme-voltage electrogravitics is also employed with these craft. The next level up of sophistication is magnetogravitic. This involves generating high-energy toroidal fields spun at incredible rpm’s, which also disrupts the ambient gravitational field, indeed to the extent that a counterforce to Earth’s gravitational pull is generated. The early British aeronautical engineers called this dynamic counterbary. This may have been used in some earlier American saucers and prototypes, but I have only been told that the secret Nautilus spacefaring craft uses magnetic pulsing, which appears to utilize this technology. The third level of sophistication, that used in the more modern American antigravity craft, is direct generation and harnessing of the gravitational strong force. Such a strong-force field extends slightly beyond the atomic nucleus of Element 115, an exotic element donated by Star Visitor scientist-consultants to human scientists at S-4, a secret base south of Area 51. By amplifying that exposed gravitational strong force, and using antimatter reactor high energy, and then directing it, it is possible to lift a craft from the Earth and then change directions by vectoring the shaped antigravity force field thus generated. Important information about this third technology is available on Bob Lazar ’s website. (1) This information is also described on the Bob Lazar video. Lazar worked on extraterrestrial technology at Los Alamos National Laboratory, and Area 51’s Site S-4. (2) Let us now examine these 10 advanced craft in more detail. The amount of information available for each varies; in some cases more is known, in other cases very little. The B-2 Stealth bomber is manufactured Northrop-Grumman [ PICTURE] The Air Force describes it as a low-observable, strategic, long-range heavy bomber capable of penetrating sophisticated and dense air-defense shields. Retired Air Force Colonel Donald Ware passed on to me information from a three-star general he knows, who revealed to him in July that the B-2 [Stealth bombers] have electro-gravitic systems on board; and that this explains why our 21 Northrop B-2s cost about a billion dollars each. (3) 2) The Aurora SR-33A is a moderate-sized spacefa
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By spending more time focusing on the torturers than the tortured, “Beneath Us” sidesteps suspense (and the possibility that our heroes might escape) in favor of extended depictions of merely ugly violence. It’s an unbalanced approach to the horror genre, but it doesn’t seem to be accidental. If anything, the sidelining of Alejandro and Memo seems to be carefully calculated: Their stories are obviously rich and fascinating, touched upon in little details and unspoken reveals. But “Beneath Us” never tells their whole life stories. Why? Because nobody in the movie cares enough about them to ask. It’s a pointed and thoughtful storytelling conceit that is, simply, undermined by letting the evil racist killers soak up all the screen time instead. What “Beneath Us” successfully achieves, however, is the sensation of undeniable horror. The red flags are bright red, but as Alejandro and Memo’s co-worker Hector (Roberto Sanchez, “Flavor of Life”) argues, that’s the status quo for undocumented workers. White Americans are told to stay away from unmarked white vans while, Hector observes, he needs to jump inside to make a living. The dangers and dehumanization come part and parcel, and “Beneath Us” takes those threats to horrific but pointed extremes. Also Read: 'Swallow' Film Review: Haley Bennett Stars in a Horror Tale with Too Many Unanswered Questions Once the cards are all on the table and “Beneath Us” settles into its terrible sequence of events, the movie loses a little steam. Our heroes are being asked to dig their own graves, figuratively and maybe even literally, and their only reward is to lie in them. The grimness takes over after a while and never seems to let up, but the excellent score by Joshua Moshier (“Baskets”) adds anxiety into the mix with a piercing, tinnitus squeal of string instruments, and the pastoral cinematography by Jeff Powers (“NOS4A2: Ghost”) insidiously evokes cinematic tales of the rural South prior to the Civil War. It’s the finale of “Beneath Us” that was, perhaps, destined to make or break the film. Pachman’s film never entirely escalates to the grand conclusion we’re predicting, but the finale is well-earned and tense, and at least one of the climactic shocks is as terrible and terrifying a moment as can be found in any movie in recent memory. A brief but unpredictable change in the film’s storytelling vocabulary, smartly executed by editor Taylor Alexander Ward ? a music-video vet ? leaves our nerves completely obliterated and affords them no time to heal. “Beneath Us” lacks refinement, but that’s like saying blunt force trauma lacks elegance. The movie exists to throw contemporary racism into sharp relief by drawing a vivid parallel to the worst chapters in American history, and it’s undeniably effective. Collins brings a lot of camp value to an otherwise depressing narrative, and her Russ Meyer-inspired characterization eventually gets a little distracting, but the filmmakers don’t make the mistake of confusing her inhuman wickedness for fun. “Beneath Us” never lets the exploitation cinema elements get in the way of the serious conversation about actual, real-life exploitation. That makes it frightening, and that makes it bold. ? 11 Latin American Films That Defined the 2010s, From 'Roma' to 'Zama' and More (Photos) “No” and “A Fantastic Woman” rank among the region’s most influential films of the decade A region bustling with the winds of change throughout the 2010s -- both progressive and retrograde -- Latin America enjoyed a banner decade that witnessed the rise of films grappling with economic inequality, indigenous discrimination, and LGBTQ+ issues. Mexico’s production continued to skyrocket (from Amat Escalante to Eugenio Derbez), Chile emerged as a powerhouse in both the arthouse and mainstream markets (with the Larraín brothers’ Fabula production company and the unofficial movement known as Chilewood), and countries like Panama (“Invasion”), the Dominican Republic (“Woodpeckers”), and Paraguay (“The Heiresses”) made strides towards a more consistent output of noteworthy offers. 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Part 1 We found no more paintings after that, but Jay, Pinnie, and I continued to work under an increasingly anxious mood. Together we had no problem avoiding the paintings and I desperately hoped that would be the end of the weirdness. But I quickly realised how wrong I was for nearly every room had a litany of bizarre and unsettling finds. There were scrapbooks filled with bloodied clothes, strange words carved into the walls, mirrors with delayed reflections, but they were the least of it. The worst was the sex doll. In all my years clearing out hoarder’s homes unpleasant sex stuff was incredibly common. When Jay first radioed in, telling everyone he’d found homemade sex doll, I almost felt a kind of relief. It almost felt like something we’d expect in a normal place. But even a simple cursory look at the thing made of padded foam and old women’s clothes, all covered with uncomfortable rust-brown stains, had me questioning Jay’s conclusion. Before I could say anything, Pinnie spoke up. “Where’s its mouth? ” “Are you sure it’s wise to be touching it? ” I added. “Gotta have a strong stomach for this job, you told me that on the first day, ” Jay said. “I mean, it’s a sex doll, right? It has to be? He’s an old man with urges and… and…” It was an absurd facsimile of a woman, a misshapen lump of green, blue, and purple padded foam cut haphazardly into a misshapen hour-glass figure like an amateur mannequin. For a face it had a porcelain mask shaped like the image of a geisha, except instead of a demure thin-lipped smile there was a clownish red-lipped snarl beneath lurid spherical eyes. They were carved with great anatomical detail, glaring at me with the wide-eyed excitement of a nightmarish gargoyle. Set above them was a molten brow that sagged into an exaggerated frown. “There’s no actual holes, ” Pinnie remarked, picking the thing up and turning it head over heels. “Fuck! ” he cried out, startling Jay and I and dropping the doll where the mask thudded against the floor. “There’s something sharp in it, ” he groaned before sucking on his wounded thumb. Gently, jay and I picked it up. I briefly noted a small chip above the brow where it had fallen, and carefully turned it over and examined it until I identified a long sliver of metal embedded in the doll’s thigh, resisting all efforts to remove it. The needle was pitted with rust, and at the tip was the slightest hint of a pearlescent shimmer that winked violet and crimson as I turned it over in the light. “I can’t get the damn thing out; we need to be careful handling this thing. And Pinslow, ” I added, “you need to look into getting a tetanus shot. ” “Infected by a sex doll! ” Jay cried out, his whinnying laugh like nails on chalk. “That’ll raise some eyebrows! ” “It’s not a fucking sex doll you daft bastard! ” Pinnie swore, still smarting from the wound. “It hasn’t gone any holes for… for, well, you know! ” “Well…” Jay muttered, holding the doll up once more so she stood amongst us, her inhuman face making uncomfortable eye contact with me. “What else is she? ” he asked, and I realised his voice was not petulant, but pleading. He genuinely wanted an answer. I think we all did. - I was coming into work a little later than usual when I noticed something unusual. The sex doll had been pulled out of the skip and placed next to it, her eyes drinking in the barren garden that surrounded the home. For a moment I paused and momentarily wondered if somehow the expression on the doll’s face had changed to a grin. But then again, she looked different in full daylight, and I shook the thought from my head. Barely a second later and Pinnie strode out, his arms full with an old television that he threw into the skip with glee. Without speaking I gestured to the doll. “Reminds me of Maria Lewis, ” he said with a gruff laugh. “Same size, same shape, and just like Maria she’s got a nasty bite. ” He held up his thumb and I grimaced at the open wound throbbing just beneath his nail. “Christ, ” I scoffed at the joke. “Well just like Maria she’s destined for the bin. ” “She deserved better than that, ” Pinnie replied, going silent for a moment too long before appearing to remember that I was still there. “Maria that is, the real one, not that uh… not that thing. ” “Shall we put it in the skip now? ” I asked. “No, we should put the heavy stuff in first. I’ll chuck her in later. ” For a moment I was about to argue that the doll would hardly make a difference to the skip’s weight distribution but I decided to let the older Pinnie’s judgement stay in effect. And yet a day later, when the skip was loaded out for a new one and driven past me, I couldn’t help but notice the doll was not in it. She was standing beside the door once, her mouth cast in a downward expression of theatrical sorrow. “Did you do this? ” I asked Pinnie as he passed me by the doorway. “Do what? ” “Changed her face? ” “No, ” he answered innocently. “How would I do that? ” “Just… just make sure she’s in the next one. ” “Sorry! ” he cried with an affected wince. “I forgot about her. Still, she’s hardly hurting anyone is she? ” Pinnie carried on walking casually as if it was an honest mistake, but briefly stopped to readjust the doll’s unkempt wig without a second thought. “Just make sure she’s gone tomorrow, ” I shouted after him, to which he merely waved his hand in acknowledgement as though there was nothing to worry about. I hoped that was true but when lunchtime came and we all gathered outside I noticed the doll was missing. “Some kids were eyeing her up, ” Pinnie said when asked before gesturing to an upper story window. Now the doll leered down at us with a barely visible expression of joy. “Figured we can’t let them get a hold of her, ‘specially if we never got that dirty needle out. ” “She’s upstairs? ” Jay asked. “In her room. Her mum won’t let me speak to her though I don’t know why. We’d left the disco holding hands and now…” Pinnie trailed off into a heavy silence and Jay and I gave each other a funny look. Unwilling to press the awkward silence any further, we ate the rest of our lunch without speaking. I later asked Jay to check Pinnie’s van for the usual flask, but he came back empty handed, and I was left wondering if something else was going on with the older man. Sure enough when the day was finally over I went to check on Pinnie and found him sitting next to the doll, elbows on his knees and his head buried in his hands. I stood in the doorway for a moment, hesitating to speak. “Are you okay? ” “Just tired is all, ” he answered, looking up at me with bloodshot eyes. “And this fucking hand of mine is killing. ” The infection from his thumb had spread along his wrist and was making progress towards his forearm. The skin looked shiny and tight, close to bursting, and I told him he ought to take the following day off. “Can’t do that, ” he growled. “Got too much to do. Besides, ” he added with an almost drunken slur, slouching upwards to put his arm around the doll, “I’ve got to walk Maria home. You’d think I might have forgotten her until now but no, she’s been in my thoughts every single night since it happened. Didn’t even go to her funeral but I never forgot. She’s in my thoughts more than anyone else’s. ” Quietly Pinnie burped and closed his eyes, a thick rope of drool making stalactites down his chest. Without waking him I reached out and took the doll and carried it downstairs, leaving the poor man asleep on the box he was sitting on. Once outside I threw the offending thing in with the rest of the rubbish, and just to add insult to injury I grabbed some nearby bin bags and hurled them on top of the doll, feeling satisfied that the job was finally done. I found Pinnie where I’d left him and went to shake him awake when he lashed out with terrible speed. “It were different back then, ” he cried, his swollen hand snapping out to clutch my wrist with iron strength. I cried out and pulled back but he held on firm, that unbearably hot palm sending shivers up my spine. It looked like the hand of a bloated corpse, and I saw that his forehead was drenched in sweat and his eyes were burning with delirium. “We didn’t know much back then as boys and we were always taught that girls would lead you on strange games before getting to the point. She never said no, ” he hissed, his expression pleading with me in desperation. “It took years for me to realise, to understand why she’d done it and the part I played. But what had happened weren’t at all like I imagined, like what movies show you. I didn’t know, didn’t think. It weren’t until I saw the way her ma looked at me that the first seeds of doubt settled in. ” Suddenly the fire within him died and he sat back on the box, falling asleep almost as if he was under a spell. Shaking, I pulled my hand free and turned to see Jay standing in the doorway with an ashen white face. “Did you see that? ” I asked incredulously, but he ignored me, saying instead: “I think I found the others. ” “Other what? ” I asked. “Come see. ” I left Pinnie slouched over himself and followed Jay to a small room one story up from where I’d been. Slowly he opened a door to reveal a cluttered display room with a horse-shoe shaped arrangement of cabinets and boxes all draped in colourful bed sheets. One of the sheets had been pulled back to reveal a horrible sculpture; it was a porcelain mask with ten needle-tipped limbs sprouting from the centre, its face twisted into a drunken grin. It had the same features as the doll’s, except with a very different expression. “Looks like something a school shooter would make in metal shop, ” Jay grumbled. “Look the legs are just welded bike chains and knitting needles filed down to a point. ” I didn’t reply. It was hard for me to repress my arachnophobia in the presence of those two-feet wide
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