Real life... association with Thief - by clearing
Herr_Garrett on 30/1/2010 at 19:30
Haven't seen the film, although all Budapest is a'stickered with it... The title is "Deathwaltz", and the motto over the guy's head says "The sins of the father shall fall upon their sons... Even if those sons are daughters."
massimilianogoi on 31/1/2010 at 11:37
How the heck gets clearing all these informations?? :eek: The hands of glory were awesome.
R Soul on 31/1/2010 at 20:28
yeah I recognise those floorboards
really though, good find
sNeaksieGarrett on 14/2/2010 at 15:54
Except "His" children aren't taking orders and they kill His fellow humans.
Herr_Garrett on 14/2/2010 at 18:43
Massi, you have never let us down so far. Keep up the good work. When I finish reading your posts the world suddenly seems so much nicer.
oRGy on 15/2/2010 at 23:54
With Thief 1, I always figured that the cityscapes were a sort of highly abstracted version of central European medieval cities, perhaps the closest in character being pre WW2 Nuremberg or even Prague. French and even Italian elements were also present. Thief 2 seemed a bit more confused in style, the Art Deco succeeding the Victoriana with unseemly haste.
I actually had a Thief moment relatively recently, unfortunately no camera at hand.
It was in an old part of town, facing an old market building from the 18th century, with massive doric columns as portico. Past this a similar circular building, now a museum of some sort. No cars anywhere. Late at night. I was standing in a doorway to a friend's house, waiting for them to arrive.
To my left was a row of steps leading up to a tall church tower, Romanesque in style. The graveyard beside it was blocked by a high wall and cast iron railings. Past the church and turning left lead narrow lanes leading down the hill through the medieval city. Around the corner to my right a slightly wider street of two storey terraces lead away.
The murmur of conversation, the clanking of glasses echoed from a tavern not far removed. The antique streetlamps cast a dim orange glow on the ancient cobblestones, a slight mist diffusing the light. The walls, alcoves, and tresses in the scene scattered shadows and darkness everywhere.
I heard footsteps. A figure approached from one of the side alleyways and turned towards me. I remained in the shadow of the doorway, as with Orson Welles character in "The Third Man". He walked past without acknowledging my presence.
I missed only a blackjack in my hand. The whole scene seemed like something out of the starting section of Lord Baffords Manor.
This happens relatively rarely, though.
