Monday, 30 January 2012

War Horse (the film)



I can't recommend this film enough and it's one you really need to see on the big screen to get the full impact. The cinematography and screenplay is truly breathtaking. The Devon landscape stunning.

It's also great that the Americans are making some positive films about the English.

My favourite scenes include the the ill fated cavalry charge where the captured English officer is screamed at by the German commander "Did you think that we'd leave our camp undefended ? Just who the hell do you think you are ?"

I've never seen someone so convincingly crestfallen as Bennedict Cumberbatch who played the officer. The German commander seemed as devastated by the sheer waste as he was.

Joey  (War Horse) is ensnared in barbed wire in No Man's Land and a British corporal defies his captain to rescue the poor beast. He inches his way forward whilst waving a tiny white flag and reciting the 23rd Psalm; extremely moving. 

Our small town lost 160 men and boys in that dreadful war.  Some families lost all of their sons.  20 years later another 160 were sacrificed in defence of our island against Hitler. This is not to mention the maimed and the gruesomely disfigured. The impact that this must have had on such a tiny community is difficult to comprehend.

Few of us know we've been born.

12 comments:

lilith said...

Only last week a 92 year old was telling me about her house sustaining a direct hit in WW2. She looked me steadily in the eye and said "You lot really don't know you're born."

A K Haart said...

You've convinced me - I'll give it a try.

Thud said...

Despite the damage done to our present generation and society at large by the last 30 years many of us still appreciate their sacrifice. With more input from the beeb and schools many more would do so too with benefits for all walks of life.

MTG said...

I will watch this on the big screen. Any Spielberg film should be seen as the Great One intended.

beast said...

Devon landscape?
Was it raining? (+:

Grandad beast was a real lover of horses (I hate the bastards) my fav picture of him is him mounted on his charger
He thought them to be noble beasts, I found them to be shit factorys that couldnt wait to either bite or kick you
I even turned down a pony when I was 8
"you can have it but you look after it"
30 mins of shit shovelling made up my mind
The good thing about them is the access that they give you to girls

Electro-Kevin said...

Lilith - My house looks like that anyway.

My boys don't know they've been born but I do !

AK - It's a bit sentimental, I warn you.

Thud - True. Though it beggars belief that those in the cafe opposite our memorial look on Armistice as a spectator event and continue drinking their coffee during the silence.

None below the age of 40 btw.

MTG - The very purpose of my post. To alert people that this is one of the rare ones that need to be seen on the BS.

elleeseymour said...

Yes, a stunning film, and what an unusual story. Did you know its star came from East Anglia?

Electro-Kevin said...

Beast - You are Uncle Tom Cobbley and I claim my five pounds.

Ellee - No. I didn't know that snippet of information. The boy or the horse, btw ???

In memorium for Uncle T said...

From the time I was a nipper until well into my teens I had an uncle who had served with the Royal Engineers in both wars. In WW1 he was with a horsey brigade of some sort and really knew his onions when it came to horseflesh.

In those far off days, BBC TV used to broadcast horse racing from wherever it was on every Saturday afternoon. My uncle would sit in his armchair and study the horses very intently as they were paraded round before the race. Then he would stir and point at the telly and say "that one".

Nine times out of ten, "that one" would win or be placed second. What he saw I never knew as they all looked alike to me, but he must have seen something in the chosen horses that made one stand apart from the others. He never explained it and never once did he tell me anything about his experiences at the front, though he must have had some painful memories inside.

Regrettably there was no phone in his house so we could not ring the local bookie to place a bet.

He died some 25 years ago now but I hope he is resting in peace with his beloved horses.

Electro-Kevin said...

Me too.

A great contribution.

Thanks.

ranter said...

E-K glad to see you back. Thanks for recommendation.

Check this link for the 21st Century version of the Stoke-on-Trent Pals Brigade. Disgusting really - all 'British' Citizens.

ranter said...

Jere it is:

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-16833032

Those brave British lads!