A pro / con essay : A BAN ON VIOLENCE IN MOVIES

Nowadays, violence is a big topic, reason for which I reflected on the pros and cons of a possible ban.

First of all, non-violent films are not only amusing but also successful.
Unfortunately, young people are often being influenced in a negative way by violent movies.
In the worst case, some people are invited to imitate a lot of things occurring in such films because otherwise they wouldn’t have thought of committing a crime.

In contrast, such a ban would also have disadvantages.

First, it is well known that horror films offer a welcome escape from everyday life. Some people who have a lot of stress appreciate that sort of thing.
Secondly, in most cases violence is being presented in a totally unrealistic way and can therefore not be copied.
The most important argument is that we certainly do not turn into a non-violent society just because violence is not allowed to be shown in movies.

Personally, I’m against an official ban of violence in movies because I enjoy the horror films. Although I have watched such films for years already I’m still a good girl and would never think of committing a crime myself.

Snow Falling On Cedars

Is a novel written by American writer David Guterson. We see the conflicts between the Americans and Japanese.

Kabuo Miyamoto, a Japanese American, is on trial for the murder of Carl Heine who is a respected fisherman. He was defended by his lawyer, the old Nels G.
The corpse is discovered in the fishing net from his boat, that has been found in the next morning.
Spearheading the prosecution are the town sheriff and prosecutor. They suspected Kabuo of the murder, because there is long quarrel between Kabuo’s and Carl’s family, over a piece of land. The field is contested in the trial because the land was originally owned by Carl. Kabuo's father approached Heine about purchasing seven acres of the farm.
In San Piedro Island, war erupted between the Us and Japan. Carl’s father died and his wife sold the land from Kabuo. When Kabuo returned he was extremely bitter. This is the reason why Carl’s mother, accuse Kabuo of murdering his son for personal reason.

The most people in the courtroom don’t believe Kabuo. Although there are no concert facts, it doesn’t look good for him.

One fact in the trial against Kabuo is the wound on Carl’s head. A doctor says that it is caused by kendo, a stick fighting, which Japanese are learned from they’re beginning. Another fact against him is the batteries. They were on the corpse boat, but they didn’t fit into his holder but in Kabuo’s they do fit. Last he gets also accused for not saying the truth. Kabuo’s wife asks Ishmael to write an article about the unfairness in the whole process. After that, it comes clear that Kabuo was guilty. Carl died because of an accident.

The truth is, that Carl wanted to get his lantern on his boat from the top while Another boat crashed into his boat because of the fog. Carl fell down and he hit the boat with the head and he got unconscious. After that, he fell into the water and drowned.

At the end the justice has won because nobody should be accused because of his nationality.

TASK 2

In my opinion art can be anything. Every person has another idea of art. I think its interesting to see what the artist wanted to express with his picture. The picture expresses a lifelike atmosphere with a woman in the middle. For me this picture is a photograph and it is art.

CORRECTION OF THE FIRST WRITTEN EXAM


TASK 1

Dear, Marina

Last night my sister show me a picture with the title “ The Problem we all live with”.

She found the painting in her new book “Artists”. The painter, who painted this picture is called Norman Rockwell. I’m going to send you the picture with my letter.

In this picture you see four policemen, called Deputy us Marshalls. In the middle of the policemen you see a small black girl. . In the upper right corner, there is blood on the wall. In my opinion the artist wanted to express the racism in the world, the violence ant the anger of the people. The girl expresses courage for me because she walks between the big policemen and is not scared about it. For me, the painting is very interesting and it makes me want to find out what the artist wanted to show us with his idea. I hope you enjoy the picture.

When I saw the painting my first thought was you. You are going to write me an answer. I’m interest of your answer and your thoughts and emotions about the picture.

Yours, Magdalena

Life after death

I totally agree with the opinion of Buddhists and Hindus that death is not the end of existence, but that there will be another type of life afterwards.
However, I disagree with the meaning that we have to undergo several rebirths until we reach the final goal.
I personally believe that problems in life are here to be solved, so that they will not occur again in our next life.
If, on the other hand, we are unable to solve them during the present life, they will come again. For example, when a woman is being hit regularly by her husband and she is just fleeing, she has not solved her problem directly; it will then arise again and again, maybe even after her transition into her next life. On the whole, I think that we shouldn’t too much bother about what is coming after death.

Letter

Dear editor,

I read the article “ Giuliani forced into climbdown” in the newspaper on Monday. It’s about a row between the mayor Mr Giuliani and Brooklyn museum about Ofili’s Virgin Mary. I disagree with the opinion from the mayor because he was against this art exhibition. Because he said Ofili’s Virgin Mary it’s a kind of “shock art” . I think every artist can shock with his art in another way.
In my opinion the picture is very amazing, because you don’t see that every day.
When I saw the picture it made me thoughtfully. For me, “shock art” is very interesting, because the artist shows what he feels an what he thinks in another way. I adore painters who aren’t ashamed for their art. Finally I want to say that every kind of art always says something about human passions or feelings. I totally agree with the end because the museum won.

Yours, Magdalena

MY FIRST LOVE

I still remember the day I have got to know my first love. It was in the time when I worked for Thornfield. I was about sixteen or seventeen years old. I can’t remember the age exactly. I liked the place at Thornfield very much, it was the best place that I had. I had much to work but it didn't disturb. The time was simply good for me there, because I liked the people very much who surrounded me. First life at Thornfield seemed very quiet, I only surrounded me by Adele, my pupil and the housekeeper of Rochester. By the time she got a friend of me, because she was always very kind and helpful. Before, I never had a real friend. My life changed drastically as, Edward Rochester, the owner of the estate arrived to us. First, I didn't have a lot to do with him. He was also much older than me. I think he already shut on the forty. I externally liked him, he was big, dark-haired, sporting and had an attractive face. But I already felt a feeling at our first meeting which, I didn't know before. Within the months following on this, we got to know us better and became friends. But this peculiar feeling got stronger and stronger. Until I recognized the truth of this feeling. I was in love into my work giver and friend. Whenever we met, tickled it in my belly and a smile conjured itself up on my face. But I was afraid to confess my feelings to him. He was my employer and to this still much more older than me. I knew that he didn't feel the same for me. But sometimes I couldn't conceal it any more and simply had to tell it to him. I wondered for a long time how I could tell him. I still know, when he picked me up with his black sports car. We briefly went to drink only a tea, then he brought me back again. Due to his atmosphere I didn't dare to confess my feelings to him. When I got out, he still gave me a letter with the label "my last thoughts". I read the letter, when I saw Rochester around the curve driving. He wrote in this letter about his senses of me and that he could conceal her no more. But he also wrote that he couldn't live with these feelings any more and that he would depart certainly on this following day. I didn't have a driver's licence. I nevertheless took the car from the housekeeper and went to the station. At the last moment I still could hold him back. I told him what I felt. In the end I was very happy despite of the events. Our relation held for only for 3 years. But I will never forget him.