Lostbetsgames.14.07.25.earth.and.fire.with.bell... Apr 2026
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La Misa como nunca te la habían contado. Un deslumbrante recorrido a través del sentido bíblico del sacrificio -desde la Creación hasta nosotros- acompañados por anfitriones de lujo: Eduardo Verástegui, el autor súper ventas Scott Hahn, el bicampeón de Fórmula 1 Emerson Fittipaldi, el Barrabás de La Pasión de Cristo Pietro Sarubbi, Raniero Cantalamessa... y por jóvenes 'besados' por Dios. Con increíbles imágenes de la naturaleza de Brasil e Islandia; rodado en la Playa de las Catedrales (Lugo) y en Matera (Italia).
| Título original: | EL BESO DE DIOS |
| Año: | 2022 |
| Fecha estreno: | 22-04-2022 |
| País: | España |
| Dirección: | P. Ditano |
| Guion: | P. Ditano |
| Productores: | Arturo Sancho y P. Ditano |
| Música: | Almighty y Andrea Bocelli |
| Dir. producción: | Alfonsina Isidor |
| Montaje: | P. Ditano |
| Fotografía: | César Pérez, Víctor Entrecanales y Dan Johnson |
| Mezcla sonido: | David Machado |
| Género: | Documental |
| Duración: | 76 min. |
| Distribuidora: | European Dreams Factory |
| EDUARDO VERÁSTEGUi | narrador (voz) |
| EMERSON FiTTiPALDi | entrevistado |
| SCOTT HAHN | narrador y entrevistado |
| PiETRO SARUBBi | actor, narrador y entrevistado |
| CARDENAL CANTALAMESSA | entrevistado |
| BRiEGE McKENNA | entrevistada |
| MARY HEALY | entrevistada |
| RALPH MARTiN | entrevistado |
| JOSÉ PEDRO MANGLANO | entrevistado |
| TONY GRATACÓS | entrevistado |
| BEA MORiILLO | entrevistada |
| FER RUBiO | entrevistado |
The bell tolled twice.
“I didn’t bet anything,” Kaelen whispered.
No timestamp. No ellipsis.
Then the floor fell away. She landed on her knees in a field of black glass. The sky was a bruised purple, and two suns hung low—one the color of rust, the other the color of bone. In the distance, a city of inverted pyramids burned without smoke.
“The game is Earth and Fire,” the figure said. “You play for the bell.”
She didn’t answer.
But the bell was in her hand. Cold. Silent.
“What bell?”
“Good,” it said. “You still have hands. Fire next.” Fire didn’t come as flames.
The bell tolled twice.
“I didn’t bet anything,” Kaelen whispered.
No timestamp. No ellipsis.
Then the floor fell away. She landed on her knees in a field of black glass. The sky was a bruised purple, and two suns hung low—one the color of rust, the other the color of bone. In the distance, a city of inverted pyramids burned without smoke.
“The game is Earth and Fire,” the figure said. “You play for the bell.”
She didn’t answer.
But the bell was in her hand. Cold. Silent.
“What bell?”
“Good,” it said. “You still have hands. Fire next.” Fire didn’t come as flames.
