当10个年轻人去探索一家废弃的比萨店时，他们很快就知道，他们将不得不为自己的生命而战，同时试图揭开比萨店令人不安的历史。

　　Voice 1 (male "professional announcer" type): This neighborhood(1) was made for the wretched dignity of the petty bourgeoisie, for respectable occupations and intellectual tourism. The sedentary population of the upper floors was sheltered from the influences of the street. This neighborhood has remained the same. It was the strange setting of our story, where a systematic questioning of all the diversions and works of a society, a total critique of its idea of happiness, was expressed in acts.　　These people also scorned "subjective profundity". They were interested in nothing but an adequate and concrete expression of themselves.　　Voice 2 (Debord, monotone): Human beings are not fully conscious of their real life - usually groping in the dark; overwhelmed by the consequences of their acts; at every moment groups and individuals find themselves confronted with results they have not wished.　　Voice 1: They said that oblivion was their ruling passion. They wanted to reinvent everything each day; to become the masters and possessors of their own lives.　　Just as one does not judge a man according to the conception he has of himself, one cannot judge such periods of transition according to their own consciousness; on the contrary, one must explain the consciousness through the contradictions of material life, through the conflict between social conditions and the forces of social production.　　The progress achieved in the domination of nature was not yet matched by a corresponding liberation of everyday life. Youth passed away among the various controls of resignation.　　Our camera has captured for you a few aspects of a provisional microsociety.　　The knowledge of empirical facts remains abstract and superficial as long as it is not concretized by its integration into the whole "” which alone permits the supersession of partial and abstract problems so as to arrive at their concrete essence, and implicitly at their meaning.　　This group was on the margins of the economy. It tended toward a role of pure consumption, and first of all the free consumption of its time. It thus found itself directly engaged in qualitative variations of everyday life but deprived of any means to intervene in them.　　The group ranged over a very small area. The same times brought them back to the same places. No one went to bed early. Discussion on the meaning of all this continued...　　Voice 2: "Our life is a journey "” In the winter and the night. "” We seek our passage..."�　　Voice 1: The abandoned literature nevertheless exerted a delaying action on new affective formulations.　　Voice 2: There was the fatigue and the cold of the morning in this much-traversed labyrinth, like an enigma that we had to resolve. It was a looking-glass reality through which we had to discover the potential richness of reality.　　On the bank of the river evening began once again; and caresses; and the importance of a world without importance. Just as the eyes have a blurred vision of many things and can see only one clearly, so the will can strive only incompletely toward diverse objects and can completely love only one at a time.　　Voice 3 (young girl): No one counted on the future. It would never be possible to be together later, or anywhere else. There would never be a greater freedom.　　Voice 1: The refusal of time and of growing old automatically limited encounters in this narrow, contingent zone, where what was lacking was felt as irreparable. The extreme precariousness of the means of getting by without working was at the root of this impatience which made excesses necessary and breaks definitive.　　Voice 2: One never really contests an organization of existence without contesting all of that organization's forms of language.　　Voice 1: When freedom is practiced in a closed circle, it fades into a dream, becomes a mere representation of itself. The ambiance of play is by nature unstable. At any moment "ordinary life"� can prevail once again. The geographical limitation of play is even more striking than its temporal limitation. Any game takes place within the contours of its spatial domain. Around the neighborhood, around its fleeting and threatened immobility, stretched a half-known city where people met only by chance, losing their way forever.　　The girls who found their way there, because they were legally under the control of their families until the age of eighteen, were often recaptured by the defenders of that detestable institution. They were generally confined under the guard of those creatures who among all the bad products of a bad society are the most ugly and repugnant: nuns.　　What usually makes documentaries so easy to understand is the arbitrary limitation of their subject matter. They describe the atomization of social functions and the isolation of their products. One can, in contrast, envisage the entire complexity of a moment which is not resolved into a work, a moment whose movement indissolubly contains facts and values and whose meaning does not yet appear. The subject matter of the documentary would then be this confused totality.　　Voice 2: The era had arrived at a level of knowledge and technical means that made possible, and increasingly necessary, a direct construction of all aspects of a liberated affective and practical existence. The appearance of these superior means of action, still unused because of the delays in the project of liquidating the commodity economy, had already condemned aesthetic activity, whose ambitions and powers were both outdated. The decay of art and of all the values of former mores had formed our sociological background. The ruling class's monopoly over the instruments we needed to control in order to realize the collective art of our time had excluded us from a cultural production officially devoted to illustrating and repeating the past. An art film on this generation can only be a film on its absence of real creations.　　Everyone unthinkingly followed the paths learned once and for all, to their work and their home, to their predictable future. For them duty had already become a habit, and habit a duty. They did not see the deficiency of their city. They thought the deficiency of their life was natural. We wanted to break out of this conditioning, in quest of another use of the urban landscape, in quest of new passions. The atmosphere of a few places gave us intimations of the future powers of an architecture it would be necessary to create to be the support and framework for less mediocre games. We could expect nothing of anything we had not ourselves altered. The urban environment proclaimed the orders and tastes of the ruling society just as violently as the newspapers. It is man who makes the unity of the world, but man has extended himself everywhere. People can see nothing around them that is not their own image; everything speaks to them of themselves. Their very landscape is alive. There were obstacles everywhere. There was a cohesion in the obstacles of all types. They maintained the coherent reign of poverty. Everything being connected, it was necessary to change everything by a unitary struggle, or nothing. It was necessary to link up with the masses, but we were surrounded by sleep.　　Voice 3: The dictatorship of the proletariat is a desperate struggle, bloody and bloodless, violent and peaceful, military and economic, educational and administrative, against the forces and traditions of the old world.　　Voice 1: In this country it is once again the men of order who have rebelled. They have reinforced their power. They have been able to aggravate the grotesqueness of the ruling conditions according to their will. They have embellished their system with the funereal ceremonies of the past.　　Voice 2: Years, like a single instant prolonged to this point, come to an end.　　Voice 1: What was directly lived reappears frozen in the distance, fit into the tastes and illusions of an era, carried away with it.　　Voice 2: The appearance of events that we have not made, that others have made against us, now obliges us to be aware of the passage of time, its results, the transformation of our own desires into events. What differentiates the past from the present is precisely its out-of-reach objectivity; there is no more should-be; being is so consumed that it has ceased to exist. The details are already lost in the dust of time. Who was afraid of life, afraid of the night, afraid of being taken, afraid of being kept?　　Voice 3: What should be abolished continues, and we continue to wear away with it. We are engulfed. We are separated. The years pass and we haven't changed anything.　　Voice 2: Once again morning in the same streets. Once again the fatigue of so many similarly passed nights. It is a walk that has lasted a long time.　　Voice 1: Really hard to drink more.　　Voice 2: Of course one might make a film of it. But even if such a film succeeds in being as fundamentally disconnected and unsatisfying as the reality it deals with, it will never be more than a re-creation "” poor and false like this botched traveling shot.　　Voice 3: There are now people who pride themselves on being authors of films, as others were authors of novels. They are even more backward than the novelists because they are unaware of the decomposition and exhaustion of individual expression in our time, ignorant of the end of the arts of passivity. They are praised for their sincerity since they dramatize, with more personal depth, the conventions of which their life consists. There is talk of the liberation of the cinema. But what does it matter to us if one more art is liberated through which Tom, Dick or Harry can joyously express their slavish sentiments? The only interesting venture is the liberation of everyday life, not only in the perspectives of history but for us and right away. This entails the withering away of alienated forms of communication. The cinema, too, has to be destroyed.　　Voice 2: In the final analysis, stars are created by the need we have for them, and not by their talent or lack of talent or even by the film industry or advertising. Miserable need, dismal, anonymous life that would like to expand itself to the dimensions of cinema life. The imaginary life on the screen is the product of this real need. The star is the projection of this need.　　The images of the advertisements during the intermissions are more suited than any others for evoking an intermission of life.　　To really describe this era it would no doubt be necessary to show many other things. But what would be the point?　　Better to grasp the totality of what has been done and what remains to be done than to add more ruins to the old world of the spectacle and of memories.　　1. This film, which evokes the lettrist experiences at the origin of the situationist movement, opens with shots of the Paris district frequented by the lettrists in the early 1950s.

　　

男主角何东是一名木讷老实的研究员，他本想求助网络上著名的撩妹大师向心爱女神表白，却在撩妹大师的指导下全盘失败还使自己摔成植物人。摔伤后的何东灵魂出窍来找撩妹大师真人刘一飞算账，就这样一男一女、一“鬼”一人开启了搞笑的相遇之旅。就在观众以为这是在上演网大版“鬼怪”时，结局却出其不意的感动了所有人。原来这一切都不是巧合，而是一个深情的丈夫为实现妻子心愿精心策划的一场重逢……

　　1978年，到2009年，这是中国发生巨变的激荡三十年。通过幺婶的一家，写的却并不只是她们一家的人生，而是中国人在这三十年中，走过的这一条坚韧顽强，风雨壮阔，回肠荡气的奋斗之路。　　1978年．重庆。挺着大肚子的幺婶带着大大小小五个孩子跪在厂门口，为她因酒醉被厂里开除的丈夫幺叔讨一个公道。幺婶终于让厂长答应了他们家老大长大后接幺叔班的请求，却也在这场风波中厂门口产子，生下了一对双胞胎。　　幺婶和幺叔本来有五个孩子，前四个孩子是用“繁荣昌盛”起名的，除了老二林荣外，老大林繁、老三林昌和老四林盛都是男孩，老五林静是个沉默和倔强的小女孩。孩子太多，家里本已艰难度日，而现在又失去了他们家中最大的经济支柱——幺叔，他因为酒精中毒，已经丧失了劳动能力。　　幺婶必须站起来扛起这个家，刚生下的双胞胎养不起了，必须要送人，但是在送人的途中，双胞胎丢了一个，幺婶忍着巨大的悲伤把剩下的那个抱回了家，她就是林家的老六。　　幺婶带着五个孩子开始劳动，自己做豆瓣酱上街去卖，但是她进原料没有钱，无法躲避供销社老刘的骚扰，更受到街上同样卖豆瓣酱的吴婶的攻击和侮辱，插队回来的知青小叔子林建设用他的拳头维护着幺婶的尊严，却招至了更多的流言。流言里说幺婶是潘金莲、老刘是西门庆，幺叔是武大郎，而林建设是幺婶勾引的武松。幺叔几次戒酒不成，心中烦闷，与林建设的冲突成了街头的笑话。林建设一怒砸碎了街上所有造谣生事人家的玻璃，并去找老刘算帐，但是幺婶拦住了林建设的棍子，因为老刘的确对林家有恩。林建设在从拘留所出来后，没有再回到林家，而是远走他乡。幺婶也因为这些流言，在家里结下了一个仇人，就是老五林静。林静恨上了幺婶，她恨母亲给予他们兄弟姐妹的这个名声。　　幺婶利用她一个女人的各种生存技能，顽强地把六个孩子都拉扯大了。老大林繁满十八岁了，该接幺叔的班进工厂，然而林繁却一心只喜欢学习，想要考大学，家里却无法允许，逼着林繁烧掉了大学的录取通知书。老二林荣是一个爱慕虚荣的女孩子，甚至偷窃了同学的新衣服，而遭到同学哥哥的纠缠。老三林昌和老四林盛平时关系最好，是一对一刻也闲不住的淘小子，各种胡闹花样百出。林荣被流氓纠缠，老三老四搬来大哥林繁救场，而林繁却一个失手，将该人打死。　　幺婶决定，林繁将是家里的经济支柱和希望，他不能坐牢，于是只有在其他几个孩子之间抽签，谁抽到就去给大哥顶罪。抽签的结果是老四林盛抽到了签，但他在害怕下偷偷把签换给了林昌，林昌去坐牢了，从此，改变了这两个人的一生。　　之后幺婶的忧心事更是没有停过，老二林荣闹出了女流氓事件，她爱上了一个青年画家丁松，在丁松给她画裸体素描时被人发现，她的裸体被贴到了宣传栏上，林荣为了保护丁松承认都是她逼着丁松做的，但是社会的压力使林荣有些精神失常，在未来的数年里不敢踏出家门一步，只是每天在家打着毛衣与猫为伴。林盛偷窃厂里配件并贩卖给家里赚钱，被幺婶发现后，替林盛还厂里配件时被抓个正着，而亲手抓到幺婶的正在值班的林繁。这也使得林繁被厂里开除。林静热爱上了钢琴，并极具音乐天赋。幺婶狠心给林静买了电子琴，但是却错误怀疑林静偷家里的钱想买琴，而再次给林静造成了侮辱，林静砸碎了电子琴，并成为最恨幺婶的人。就连幺叔，再次酒精中毒送医院抢救后，邂逅了原来的恋人冯玉婷，并在母亲的撺掇下与幺婶离婚，要和冯玉婷一起过，重新活得像个男人。但是冯玉婷骗走了他的所有钱，幺叔知道，他还是离不开幺婶。　　林建设也又回来了，他这次是衣锦还乡，因为林建设已经成为了一个厂子的厂长。林建设向当年的老刘和吴婶报复，并要接幺婶一家离开重庆，去他的厂子生活。但是幺婶在最后还是拒绝了，她放不下坐牢的林昌，也期待着丢失的老七能有一天回来，更重要的是，她离不开这里，她生长的故乡，林建设只有黯然离去了。

　　故事設定在《CODE GEASS 反叛的魯路修》的四年後　　講述了兩名以高超的武藝廣為人知的傭兵，亞修和羅瑟的故事

　　有着三十年历史的富津游乐园，因游客稀少和设施老化等问题，面临关门的命运。如今携手相伴的贝璐丹蒂（井上喜久子 配音）和森里萤一（菊池正美 配音）曾在这里留下美好的回忆，二人商议后决定，要在游乐园营业的最后一天再去那里玩一趟，欣赏最后的焰火大会。与此同时，乌露德和苏库露德她们发现致电助人女神事务所的电话减少，而人类的幸福指数却一直在增长。继续放任不管的话，女神将失去待在人间的理由。她们认为问题出在即将约会的萤一和贝璐丹蒂身上，于是暗中策划破坏此次久违的约会……　　本片根据藤岛康介的同名漫画改编，为该动画的OAD版。

　　서로를 굳게 사랑한다고 믿는 철수와 영희는 3년간의 열애 끝에 성대한 결혼식을 올리고 꿈같은 신혼생활을 시작한다. 그러나 둘이 함께 하는 하루하루는 생각과 같지 않다. 결국 사소한 일들로 티격태격하던 이들은 결혼의 회의를 느끼기 시작하는데, 때 마침 아직 신혼의 때도 벗지않은 철수가 다른 여자에게 한눈을 파는 사건이 생긴다. 영희는 응당한 벌로 이혼을 요구하고, 이들은 한치의 주저함이 없이 갈라선다. 그러나 친구부부의 의도된 계획으로 같은 연립주택의 아래층과 윗층에 살게 된 영희와 철수. 철수는 자신의 속박에서 벗어난 자유인이라며 흡족해 하고, 영희는 연하의 동료 노진국의 프로포즈를 받는다. 그러나 영희는 자신을 관념적으로만 사랑하는 노진국을 거절한다. 그러던 어느 날 영희가 임신한 사실을 뒤늦게 알게 되어 영희와 철수는 생명의 신비와 더불어 결혼의 진정한 의미를 깨닫게 된다.　　她和延熙相信他们彼此坚定地相爱，经过三年的繁荣，他们有了一场宏伟的婚礼，开始了他们梦幻般的蜜月。然而，我们在一起的那一天并不是这个想法。最后，那些遭受小事折磨的人开始感受到婚姻的会议。Younghee要求合理的处罚离婚，他们毫不犹豫地分手。然而，在一个朋友和妻子的故意计划中，她和她的后代居住在同一栋联排的较低和较高楼层。她很满意自己是一个自由的人，不受她的束缚，Younghee在她年轻时收到同事的提议。然而，Younghee拒绝一个只爱理想的进取国家。然后有一天，她意识到自己怀孕了，她和李在生命的奥秘中结识了婚姻的真谛。

　　对国都北京一心向往的王博众原本想毕业后在北京打拼几年就能过上想要的幸福生活，万万没想到的是暗恋他三年多的学妹（任氏地产千金任世嫣）突然对他发起猛烈追求打乱他所有的规划，一边是她妹妹极力推荐的对他一往情深平凡普通的于菲菲，一边是他的情敌北京中柱酒业集团的大少爷明争暗斗的较量，他原以为毕业后就可以找一份安稳的工作然后做自己喜欢做的事情，当爱情和面包不可以兼而有之几番碰壁后他决定自己创业，为了梦想百折不挠的王博众能否打拼出一片属于自己的天地并收获一份至死不渝的真爱？

　　Follows Bear Grylls after a plane crash in the ice ravaged mountains, where he finds himself with amnesia and tries to save himself and the pilot from the harsh winter elements.

　　

跟妻子和母亲同住的隆史决定让他朋友祐树住上几天，然而隆史怀疑祐树似乎隐藏了某种秘密。就在隆史离家去上班的时候，祐树对隆史的母亲和妻子展现了背叛朋友的性爱慾望…