Rick
Rick is a masculine given name which may refer to:
People:
Happily N'Ever After
Happily N'Ever After is a 2007 American computer-animated ensemble family film directed by Paul J. Bolger, produced by John H. Williams, written by Rob Moreland and based on the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen. The title is the opposite of happily ever after. The film stars the voices of Sarah Michelle Gellar, Freddie Prinze, Jr., Andy Dick, Wallace Shawn, Patrick Warburton, George Carlin, and Sigourney Weaver. The film was theatrically released on January 5, 2007 by Lionsgate, and was released on DVD and Blu-ray on May 1, 2007 by Roadshow Entertainment. The film earned $38 million on a $47 million budget. A direct-to-video sequel, Happily N'Ever After 2: Snow White Another Bite @ the Apple, was released on March 24, 2009.
Plot
The story begins with the idea that the Wizard (George Carlin) controls all of the fairy tales and maintains the balance of good and evil in Fairy Tale Land. With the help of his assistants the uptight Munk (Wallace Shawn) and the decidedly goofy Mambo (Andy Dick), the Wizard is checking to make sure that all the fairy tales under his care are "on track" to have their traditional happy endings. As we meet him however, the Wizard is leaving for Scotland for a long-overdue vacation. He leaves the kingdom in the hands of Munk and Mambo.
Rick (film)
Rick is a 2003 movie based on Verdi's opera Rigoletto. Rick stars Bill Pullman and Aaron Stanford. It is directed by Curtiss Clayton and written by Daniel Handler.
Plot summary
The film chronicles the tragic fall of a cursed Wall Street second banana, Rick O'Lette.
Cast
Writer Daniel Handler also makes a cameo appearance as the Perky Waiter and Dennis Parlato plays the BusinessTalk Anchor.
Music
The main score is by Ted Reichman.
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Rec Room
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Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill
Killah Hill, Killah Killah Hill
One-oh-three-oh-four style, kid, yea
For all my D.M.D. rec posse, niggaz
You out there? Is you out there?
I throw your brain in the cobra clutch, behold the rush
A dazzlin' display if you could get close enough
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Lounge in the barracks with Blue and Cappadonna
Spiderman identity, Peter Parker
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Rap with a road block, I might lose control
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Killa Bees live in the place to be
Burn third degree on the M I C
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Internal bleedin' occurs to your photo
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I jump on a live tune
Provide the boom
Those who consume become faint from the fumes
Killa Bees live in the place to be
Burn third degree on the M I C
So deadly goes the catastrophe
And this is the way we crash the party