Tuesday, September 19, 2017

A Person Died Today to The Floor Is Lava 
A Fiery reminder 
A fiery reality  


A Person Died Today (Poem)

He died today twas no one there
And not a sole his cross to bear
Alone forgotten by his heirs
This silent child without a care
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No one to weep or mourn his loss
No glimpse or hint of memories lost
No rose nor any idol gloss
Into a fire this thing we tossed
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To see to feel a life thus earned
To see the long forgotten urn
To this I pray reflections churn
To this his pyre I too might burn
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I wipe my hands and walk away
It was not me who died that day
If so are those will proudly say
That’s Martin Kloess who came this way
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And some will weep and some will cry
And others dance as I go by
And some may take a chance to try
And some may take a comfort sigh
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A lesson if you did not know
To take your life and make it glow
My life’s a seed for you to sow
And in the end your light will flow 


A person died and a person lives make up this poem. This poem uses a very subtle signal to mark a change. In the third and fifth stanza a minor ostinato is used: "To" in the third. "And" in the fifth. The changes are: the poem moves from a person to me to us. 

The Masonic funeral is a set performance of words all set to memory. It takes about 8 to 12 minutes to perform. I performed 147 Masonic funerals from 1999 to 2010. The strangest one was this one. I get a phone call from a funeral director that a Mason had died. Could I perform the funeral? I got my friend, David, to be the chaplain, The day of the funeral, at the funeral parlor, only the director was there. After some time the wife and her nurse arrived. The wife was completely incoherent. David and I waited for anyone else to show up. When the nurse said the wife had to return to the care home we decided to proceed. I remember all those empty seats. The only ones there were David and I, the wife, her nurse and the dead man. As I performed the funeral the wife began to talk to me. I worked her idle chatter into my performance. When I was done, the nurse thanked David and I and took the wife out. As David and I left there were the man's two sons.

The shadow of that day lives within me. To have a funeral and not even one's sons attends. To have lived a whole life and there is no one to wish one fair well. It is so sad. Then look at what life did with this picture. We have a man who died and no one attended his funeral. We have a wife who mentally was protected from the moment. We have a funeral director who went above and beyond his job. We have nurse who had to care and speak for her charge. We have two volunteers who performed the service. We have two sons. We have people. We have lives. We have lessons. Life has given me a lesson, a gift. What gifts has life given us, Isn't life wonderful? Aren't we wonderful? Take in life's lessons and Enjoy.


And who best can teach us to enjoy: Mozart "Lacrimosa" 

A new fiery fun 

In 2010 we had "icing." Then came "planking." Then, of course, the infamous ice bucket challenge. If Snapchat and Instagram are any indication, this summer's hottest viral prank might have been the "lava challenge." It's a simple game. A friend shouts "the floor is lava!" and we have exactly 5 seconds to get to higher ground. This could mean climbing a store shelf, hopping on a fire hydrant or jumping on the counter of a fast-food restaurant. The game itself has been around on schoolyards for years. We might remember it from our childhood. 
Freddie Wong and RocketJump bring new meaning to "the floor is lava" trend. "The Floor is Lava" 


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Sunday, September 17, 2017

The Teardrop to The Fast and the Furious: Goodbye Scene 
A strange goodbye 
An endless goodbye 


The Teardrop (Italian sonnet)  

A teardrop someone wept alone that night
Was doomed to fade away into the sun
Another day of life had just begun
And tears were things which people hide from sight
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Two lovers chanced to happen to the scene
A youthful pair who stopped awhile to kiss
But in the air was something gone amiss
A whisper shared a wayward wind did glean
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She sadly stood and watched him disappear
A heartbeat joined the whisper of goodbye
So strange it was she didn’t even cry
Except one droplet of a precious tear
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Was fate or stars or wonderment unknown
The lonely tear and precious gem then met
And together Joyous rainbows set
For they no longer had to fade alone


Two strange fates form one ending to this Italian sonnet. Nothing special or hidden in this sonnet. It is just a sweet story set to rhyme. 

When Arlene and I where running the Lodge parties, Walter and Maggie where two of our victims. Walter and Maggie were an elderly couple. They were caught in the magic of our dances from the very beginning. At our first dance, Arlene and I hired a singer who was also a dance instructor. Walter was one of the guys she got on the dance floor. Well all I can say is dancing is magic. Maggie would send Arlene and me cookie as a thank you. Maggie died. After a time Walter came back to the dances in memory of Maggie. There were two other loyal victims of our dances. They had a friend who had just lost her husband. They brought her to a wine trip, Arlene and I had organized and introduced her to Walter. They hit it off. They came to a couple of our dances and strangely disappeared. It turned out Walter was no longer able to drive. He and the new lady got married and moved into the Masonic retirement homes.

Lucky indeed are those who's life turns out somewhat close to what they had planned. Some folks are extremely gifted in planning for the unexpected. Arlene and I were extreme talented in event planning and what to do if and when things went awry. Life is a bit more involved than even the most complex event. It is my belief that no one truly and completely knows what tomorrow holds. I have lived a perfect day. A day when not a thing went wrong, Such things are possible. But that was only one day. When I say life is unpredictable, this can be positive as well as negatives. Good things do pop up unexpectedly. So what do we do? First, know, we are  not alone. Life is unpredictable to others. Most importantly: Trust in ourselves. Know that we can meet any challenge. (Also, regardless of what we are told, help is available.) Life is a wonderful. Unpredictability is part of that wonder. We are part of that wonder. So let us Enjoy.


Some music to reflect by: Hiroyuki Sawano "Eye Water" 

It can be hard to say goodbye 


Furious 7 (alternatively known as Fast & Furious 7 and Fast 7) is a 2015 film directed by James Wan and written by Chris Morgan. It is the seventh installment in The Fast and the Furious franchise. The film stars Vin Diesel, Paul Walker, Dwayne Johnson, Michelle Rodriguez, Tyrese Gibson, Chris "Ludacris" Bridges, Jordana Brewster, Djimon Hounsou, Kurt Russell, and Jason Statham. Furious 7 follows Dominic Toretto (Diesel), Brian O'Conner (Walker), and the rest of their team, who have returned to the United States to live normal lives after securing amnesty for their past crimes in Fast and Furious 6 (2013), until Deckard Shaw (Statham), a rogue special forces assassin seeking to avenge his comatose younger brother, puts the team in danger once again. One of the big non-action moments was the "Goodbye Scene".  
Let's see what the folks of Studio C do with this scene. "The Fast and the Furious 7 Parody: Goodbye Scene" 


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Friday, September 15, 2017

I Crossed A Bridge to Parody vs Original - Stairs 
One man faces his bridge 
Another man faces his his stairs 


I Crossed A Bridge (poem) 

I crossed a bridge that wasn’t there
And from their perches voices stare
In emptiness so much to share
If one could speak they wouldn’t dare
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I sit on stairs not meant to climb
We witness to some long lost crime
And wonder why the church bells chime
To moments safely held in time
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I unlock doors that never close
I ask them why I get a pose
I thought we’d share a last repose
I dreamt dreams were bright lit suppose
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I crossed a bridge not made by me
Behind are doors that will not free
Ahead a world of what’s to be
With all the bridges they will see 


Through a confused world a man finds his way home in this poem. This seems like  simple rhyme. Each line is a metaphor. A hint to what's going on happened at the end of the third stanza. This poem is written in iambic octameter. (Eight beats of weak followed by strong pulses.) In the forth line of the third stanza the iambic pulse is broken. 

I did have a pretty amazing life, but there was a big question mark. I went to college to be music teacher. One year before I graduated, I was told there would not be a future for music teachers. I was a pretty good singer and song writer. My partner and I got an audition at Fantasy Records. Days before the audition, my partner fell apart (family problems). My photographer career ended when Arlene became self conscience about the models. And so it was with all the opportunities that came my way. Let's skip ahead a couple of decades. To be a Freemason a man was assigned a personal mentor. He would help the candidate memorize his obligations and make sure he understood the basic framework of Masonry. All that changed in 2005 when Fred Nielsen and I introduced a new system.It was the Masonic Information Night. One night a week were any Mason could learn. It is open to anyone, but the rituals are only shared with Masons. The classes proved more effective in advancing men, sharing information and getting men involved. After leading these classes for four years, it was time to turn these classes over to the structure of Freemasonry. I was outside the building at the time. All I had been through has brought me to this.

Life is a riddle. What does it all mean? Why do things happen as they do? We could get lost in theories. There is one truth. It is there in the mirror. It is us. We are the the answer to all that happened to us.  We could go back through our memories to our childhood. We could explore our feelings towards our parents. But we can never fully know them. Then there are those ever changing memories. So it is with all things. All that was; All that happened brought us here.  Pretty amazing, when we think about it. And here is where our life's answers lie. (This doesn't mean not to use facts information, leads out there to help us.) For now, here we are, The product of all that happened to us. A reason enough to Enjoy.


Need some more clues: The Tallest Man on Earth  "the Dreamer" 

Let's cross the bridge to silliness 


The Untouchables was a 1987 film directed by Brian De Palma staring Kevin Costner and Robert De Niro; In the film federal agent Eliot Ness sets out to stop Al Capone; because of rampant corruption, he assembles a small, hand-picked team.
Let's climb the stairs with Antonio Maria Da Silva AMDSFilms to something different. "PARODY VS ORIGINAL. EP1. MOVIE MASHUP. AMDSFILMS." 


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so as to accept the one that is waiting for us. 
Joseph Campbell



Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Her Smile to Club Seduction 
One lady's seduction is her smile 
Another lady's seduction is lost to the unknown 


Her Smile (sonnet) 

Behold oh happy heart her smile yet glows
In dreams once set to wonder at her touch
While wandering mid stars which she would clutch
As she would recreate the scent of rose
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There never was a smile which dared so much
To share with us another way to dance
Of possibilities behind a chance
But for a moment we can be as such
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A smile returning flowers now enhance
Each adding unique flavor to her style
A simple show her life was all worthwhile
Forever’s lover will fall in her trance
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Now as she sleeps what dreams does she beguile
Which calls me off to wander with a smile


A smile so enchanting wanders through a sonnet. At first glaze this looks like a Shakespearean sonnet. On closer examination, it doesn't follow the Shakespearean rhyme scheme. The center rhymes become the outer rhymes of the following stanza. 

It is no secret, I'm a sucker for a kiss. Arlene did have a "take me away" smile. There was a time when that smile disappeared. Arlene was working at a computer company. It was a small start-up. The employees were like a family. Arlene liked this job a lot. Something big was discovered at her job. Something that required the "family" to put in extra hours. Whatever it was went on for weeks. The owners brought in food, entertainment and other incentives. At the home front, I could tell the hours were getting to Arlene. It was in her smile.

It was a Thursday. I arrived at Arlene's job unexpected. Little did Arlene know that I contacted the owners and shared my concern about Arlene. With a little confusion, I convinced Arlene to come with me, to the cheers of her coworkers. I took Arlene to her favorite store for some clothes shopping, From there I took her to an early dinner, After dessert, I handed her a note. It was a thank you note from the owners, with a check to cover dinner. From dinner, I took Arlene for a little dancing. I could tell she was tired, so even though she was enjoying the evening, I took her home.  After a shower, I gave her a message. Somewhere in there Arlene fell asleep. As I turned off the lights I caught sight of her face. There was that smile which said it all.

Sometimes the doctor doesn't take his own advise. No one has to tell us or remind us about taking a break or a time-out from something that is a chore. What if it's something we like? What if we really like our job? What if we're really into something? Overall, this can be a good thing. But stay alert. Our body has ways of communicating with us. Even the best job can make us tired. Some routines, though they seem pleasant, may have a negative effect on us and/or take a tole on our enjoyment of it. Stay alert. Take breaks. Do or try something different  or a different way of doing things. "Variety is the spice of life." Not just a saying, There are meanings, depths in it. Believe it or not, all of this is for us to Enjoy.


Back to the smile: Daryl Hall and John Oates "Sarah Smile" 

A smile is one thing. Then there's...



Five interesting fact about smiles:
  1. Forcing yourself to smile can boost your mood: Psychologists have found that even if you’re in bad mood, you can instantly lift your spirits by forcing yourself to smile.
  2. It boosts your immune system: Smiling really can improve your physical health, too. Your body is more relaxed when you smile, which contributes to good health and a stronger immune system.
  3. Smiles are contagious: It’s not just a saying: smiling really is contagious, scientists say. In a study conducted in Sweden, people had difficulty frowning when they looked at other subjects who were smiling, and their muscles twitched into smiles all on their own.
  4. Smiles Relieve Stress: Your body immediately releases endorphins when you smile, even when you force it. This sudden change in mood will help you feel better and release stress.
  5. Women smile more than men: Generally, women smile more than men, but when they participate in similar work or social roles, they smile the same amount. This finding leads scientists to believe that gender roles are quite flexible. Boy babies, though, do smile less than girl babies, who also make more eye contact. 
Then there's this. "Baroness von Sketch Show | Club Seduction | IFC" 


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Monday, September 11, 2017

Your Dreams to Great Day 
Some dreams are blessings for all 
Some dreams are questionable 




Your Dreams (poem) 

Turn on your dreams across the waiting sky
The day has dawned to see a rare gift fly
Though hidden voices try to hold you back
A heart beats hope which nothing can deny
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So many stars so many flowers bloom
Yet only one this time and place assume
Just one more face to lose among the crowd
Or guiding light a scent of hope’s perfume
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So much of life is seasoning of you
Great things may grow of smallest thing you do
Or simply sit and leave to someone else
The time is ticking on a moment true
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Those voices with their shouts of some escape
To clouds which no one else has seen before
They breed upon your emptiness and doubt
These tears await to see your darkest night
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Turn on your dreams and let that stranger go
Let all who touch you bask amid your glow
Let gift of you inspire another’s flow
The world is blessed through dreams which you bestow


Dreams, held back, blossom into reality with this poem. Not only is this poem about dream, its structure imitates realizing dreams. In the first three stanzas the third line doesn't rhyme. This represents a shortcoming. The fourth stanza doesn't rhymes at all. In the final stanza all the lines rhyme. 

I have been blessed to have lived a dream. Though I did have one day that was absolutely perfect from beginning to end, my dream was not perfect. My childhood was a nightmare. Thank God I met Mr. Johnny Land, a teacher, who would give me a life most can only dream about. I have been a singer, a song writer, a photographer, a teacher, a speaker, a leader and a volunteer. Awards? Oh yes, I have quite a few. My biggest is from San Francisco, for my work with the public schools, and the Freemasons, for my charity work. Though I was not a world traveler, I have seen much of America and turned California inside out. My life has been so blessed that, religious or not, I had to give back. I consider myself. economically, lower middle class. Chevron, the Masons, friendships, associates financed my dreams. Now I find myself on the other side of life's riddle. My life was so full, it is hard getting old. I did so much. I miss it all. I miss Arlene. But then comes the dream in the form of Amor, my new wife. How can I be sad with Amor around? My life now is so drastically different from what it was, my doctors have suggested I take antidepressants. I told the doctors, I don't need medication, I have Amor.

Dreams; I put it out there that they are not just a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep. They can and do come into the real world. Ever gone to a stage production lately? The things going on, right before our eyes. Ever use a cell phone? 50 years ago they were science fiction. Someone had a dream. And us? Do we have a dream? In today's world it is even easier to realize our dreams. The first step is knowing, accepting that we can. The next step is knowing ourselves and what is important to us. Then all that remains is the doing. (Not talking or thinking about it, but doing.) We may fall a little short if our dream(s) is really big, but there are dreams within dreams. We may not ever be President of the United States, but few have tried and even fewer have run. President? That someone special? That life? The possibilities of dreams are endless, limitless. We are wonderful. The fertile soil of so much more. Live that dream and Enjoy.


Take it away Harriet: Mack David/Al Hoffman/Jerry Livingston 
"A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes" 

Then there is the illusion 


Cocaine is a powerfully addictive stimulant drug made from the leaves of the coca plant native to South America. Although health care providers can use it for valid medical purposes, such as local anesthesia for some surgeries. Cocaine increases levels of the natural chemical messenger dopamine in brain circuits controlling pleasure and movement. 
What is the point to knowing about this illegal drug? Take it away Lonely Island. "Great Day" 


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Saturday, September 9, 2017

The Answer to Granny Grab Your Gun (Part 2) 
Tankas about answers 
Grannies continue to search for answers 


Was Always There (tanka) 

It was always there
Though imagined places searched
Unknown waters lurched
While it waited hopefully
The answer about one’s self



Crystal Shores (tanka) 

In the moonlit night
Somewhere mid life’s crystal shores
Lovers once again
Search heaven’s stars for answers
Found within each other’s heart




The Answer (tanka) 

The lovers wondered
Will the season come again
Warmed by winds of youth
And as they searched tomorrows
Found the answer in their eyes


Answers are explored in these tankas. A traditional tanka is 5 lines of 31 syllables total, arranged thus: 5/7/5/7/7. The modern tanka started to appear as early as 1862 with the noted poet Ōgai Mori. Modern tankas challenge the traditional rules. One of these noted modern tanka writers was Nobuyuki Ōkuma (1893–1977). He distinguished himself as an outspoken social critic, yet he also excelled at tanka in his younger days. Here is one of his tankas: 

Third-Class Car on a Night Train

crumpled handkerchief
in one hand
with no baggage
slender legs exposed
standing near the door
swaying
and sighing from time to time

Talk about "the rules". I used to work at Chevron Corporation. My job was Customer Assistant. A Chevron employee comes to me with any graphic or Art oriented job and I figure out how to get it done (and even coordinate). These could be anything from a simple copy job to the big 100 year anniversary party for the Chevron airport hangars. My talent was thinking outside the store that sells the box. My thinking was: with Chevron's money anything could be accomplished and we'll work down hill from there. I was different and my clients had to get use to (get over) it. I would wear suits or nice sports coats. But I would dye my hair. I also wore an earring. One that dangled. I was a sight to see. I was Martin. I earned the privilege to look different at Chevron's headquarters. I had coordinated the printing and distribution of Chevron's Standardized Accounting Practices. I introduced a better Refinery Training and Safety brochure. Before there were computers, there was the (information) War Room. I brought it to Chevron. These were just an inkling of the things I did to allow me to walk outside "the rules" in the corporate world. (Not only walk but see.)

We are all different (unique, individuals). Yet, in some matters we conform to a norm. Some people tend to dress similar to those they hang around with. People tend to associate with others of similar likes, beliefs and interests.People tend to speak the language {including accents and dialects) as those in their communities. To be truly different; To stand out in a crowd, may come at a cost. People may stare. People may talk. People may treat us differently. ...and there are the bullies. We may or may not get use it. We are all different. Take pride in our uniqueness. Be proud of who we are. I believe the big "rule" is: Be true to yourself. In the end, confidence will win out. Remember, we are wonderful. Being who we are give worlds to Enjoy.


Need some more inspiration: Jessie J "Who You Are" 

Gun. mace or cat 


According to the LA Times, there is little difference if a gun or pepper spray is used for home or personal protection. It is interesting though that more men prefer guns, while pepper spray is preferred by a majority of women. 
Master Ken, of EnterTheDojoShow, has another idea. "Granny Grab Your Gun! (Part 2)" 


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Thursday, September 7, 2017

There’s Something In The Wind to What About "Non-Stop" 
The wind whispers of a moment 
Two doormen excite of a moment 


There’s Something In The Wind (Italian sonnet) 

There’s something in the wind which calls to me
A scent of heaven playing on my heart
A promise path mid all which life can be
And hopes and dreams are never far apart
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There’s something in the wind which makes me stray
To realms where reason’s spring still sweetly charms
And passion is the purpose of the day
While wonder waits to thrills with outstretched arms
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Why waste this moment searching for a clue
Or search out purposes which might explain
The times to make a memory are few
Don’t let the stain of pain spoil soft refrain
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There’s something in the wind which warms my soul
A whisper all I know to be is right
A whispered pledge that I’ll again be whole
When wind will draw you back into my sight


Something refreshing calls to this lover in the wind of this Italian sonnet. This a standard love sonnet. The conflict stanza (the third quatrain) is slightly different .The first, second and forth stanzas are descriptive. They describe something in the wind. The third quatrain (the conflict stanza) poses a question, a challenge.

I was 20 when Arlene and I moved into our "Palace in the Sky". It was a small apartment with a large balcony on Twin Peaks. The balcony was built on the roof of a neighboring apartment. We had an unbelievable view of  eastern San Francisco. Our palace was under (aligned with) one of the peaks, so when the fog rolled in, it wouldn't touch us for a while. Imagine the escapades of teenage lovers in such a paradise. This paradise came at a cost. Arlene and I were going to college. And there were the expenses.  So we both had to work. School, work, cooking, cleaning and homework... Young or not, we were often tired. It was laundry day. We had just finished dinner. School and work had been unusually rough. I was doing the dishes and looking forward to relaxing with Arlene on the balcony. From out of nowhere, Arlene appears at the bedroom door. Lookin' fine as fine could be. "Let's go out", she said. She was as tired, as I was. As I changed clothes, I began to regain my energy. The Castro District was a walking maze away. There was always interesting and unusual entertainment there. As the evening dazzled on, Arlene began to look better and better. We were refreshed. I learned something valuable that evening.

Even kissing every night by the lights of a beautiful city guided by the stars can become routine. There is more than one way to get that needed "rest and refreshment". It's been another rough day. We're tired. The couch, the easy chair, the bed look so inviting. Sound familiar? Why not? We deserve it? Here and idea. Do something different. We're tired. A friend offers us a free dinner. All of the sudden we have all the energy in the world. Not only that. The next day we can hardly wait to tell our coworkers. What happened? Something special, something different can have this effect on us. A change can be just, if not more, effective as that easy chair. Those kisses...? Never have to get stale. Refresh our self. Do something different. Remember the key word: Enjoy.


Need some more inspiration: Haley Westenra "Listen to the Wind" 

What's a good movie 


"Non-Stop" is a 2014 mystery action thriller film directed by Jaume Collet-Serra and starring Liam Neeson. Alcoholic and world-weary, U.S. Air Marshal Bill Marks (Liam Neeson) lost his passion for his work long ago. Even though lives are potentially at stake during every flight, he sees the assignment as just a desk job. However, his "ordinary day at the office" becomes a high-stakes crisis during a flight to London. Marks receives a series of text messages demanding that he instruct the airline to transfer $150 million into an offshore account, or a passenger will die every 20 minutes. 
Is the movie any good? Let's ask these doormen and find out. "Key & Peele - What About "Non-Stop," Though?" 


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