Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Interesting article about Spanish identity through the prism of footballing allegiance. There is nothing immutable or “natural” in countries as they happen to now exist, something which is easily forgotten when living on an island with obvious boundaries. As Rosenthal says in La Grande Illusion* when Marechal asks him if that really is Switzerland over there, it doesn’t look any different: “the border is man-made and invisible, nature doesn’t give a damn.”
* Watched this again last night. Imperfectly structured, at least to modern eyes, it is more full of ideas and wisdom than a loaded-palate of Full Metal Jackets. Made in 1937, just ten years after the Jazz Singer, you wonder how many more war films were really needed. I think I will persist in my affectation that it is My Favourite Film.
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* Watched this again last night. Imperfectly structured, at least to modern eyes, it is more full of ideas and wisdom than a loaded-palate of Full Metal Jackets. Made in 1937, just ten years after the Jazz Singer, you wonder how many more war films were really needed. I think I will persist in my affectation that it is My Favourite Film.
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