Mother makes rice every time Pablo comes to visit. She smiles sly and quiet. “Set the razor to zero,” little brother says. “That’ll show him.” The minister and the U.S. Minister enjoy a refreshing, restorative ocean bath inside of the black & white tellie. While big brother expounds and seems again, “Mom, I am not getting my hair cut.” “No haircut, and they’ll be hell to pay,” warns papa. But more important than that, the scene setting of the little one-room European family kitchen also contains some beautiful although flower-filled unfaded, but fade-appear rolled and pasted as if on think air wallpaper. The flowers seem to dance more than. Two of the smaller children run to the mailbox to lick a mysterious envelope just delivered. Little things happen, as sister pricks her long, thin finger on a perhaps more floral ascent embroidery there upon a bright metal chair as she sits among the peace of the little garden. But the family orates fast as they hold each emotional body toward each other so very still. As Strand Releasing presents a Universal Production of Six Sales, the Beatles 1966 tour begins.
One teacher and a John Lennon quote, “They make you something they want to make you.” Rings true, and yet as he also states, until they come to find out about you. In short, it is good for them and you most of the time to find out the true self you really are. Still the day of racquetball as king between two males during a time of business-communication, later an interesting pan of the film winds around a chrysanthe staircase, and while an old-fashioned huge by the standard of today tape player winds around the world sound-move record of each segment of the life of interaction of the stars of the film who only play at being fellow members – One may consider a lot of the lyrics of the Beatles who wrote a lot of true account rhyme about the fact, also often exuding wonder behind the reasons of many a different relationship of couples, lovers, husbands, wives, parents and loners and even small children and youth of age.
“Your parents never told you to refuse rides with strangers,” queries the teacher on his way to a very 1960’s Beatles exploration of his own. A day of that time, only somewhat, but mostly only during that time period safe to hitchhike and meet the occasional interesting wisdom or lecture of safety by an adult or others, the bland & red-coated teen-girl has escaped the faded family abode and decided to embark on an adventure of her own. Blessed for her, she begins a rare positive approach, which pretty much as her stranger chauffer told her, taking rides with strangers is taking your own life into the hands of a possible rapest, murderer or otherwise. And even as he chides though, the fortunate girl, fallen into the hands of an avid & caring male instructor, still he marvels at the opportunity to protect the girl, and a novue, her travel companion and a boy close to her age with her, sits in the back seat. The teacher uses the time as an opportunity to talk to them. He is kind and generous. Perhaps the two are luckier than they know. That they had hitched a ride on the auto of a man who lives the song, and after one of the teenagers insult his favorite band.
The Beatles, easygoing goes from this to a demand they get out of the auto and apply foot on journey for the rest of that. The teacher suggests though once all forgiven and back on the road that some of the lyrics for the present ideal of the group, he may want to edit to say Dog Day Night instead of Hard Day Night. The indication of the weary state of world traveller for the group, the implication just seemed to say that what the band members really desired to enjoy, a good night rest, of course the journey of the three here and that of the travelling famous still parallel. All search for rest, peace, abundance, joy, happiness and a good and well creative life.
