February 22, 2006

Separated by a common language - and lashings of venom

British journalist Stephen Pollard has some excellent musings on the BAFTA (British Academy of Film and Television Arts) awards last night in which the British were totally trounced by American products. The British “luvvies” – the kissy-poo, social-conscience-of-the-world and “aren’t British actors just so bloody superior to those crass Americans,darling!” coterie – are not just devastated, but incensed! How dare the Americans win not just all the Oscars, but our awards, too!

Here is Pollard’s piece in The Times that he ran on his own blog: Bunch of provincial upstarts!

Posted by Verity at February 22, 2006 09:47 AM

Granted, Britain's "The Constant Gardener" was stridently stupid, but was the dreary, bogus American winner "Brokeback Mountain" much better (except for Heath Ledger's impressive performance)?

The truth is that the whole Anglosphere's cinema is in decline at present, while the Chinese are coming on strong.

Posted by: Steve Sailer at February 22, 2006 02:54 PM

Steve, hear, hear. How anybody can get worked up about those wretched BAFTAs is beyond me.

Posted by: Helen at February 23, 2006 09:04 AM


Ummm, Brokeback Mountain was basically a Chinese movie - Ang Lee treated the Wyoming landscape the way he treats the Northen Chinese landscape - with unconditional love. He made a separate character of it. The love story is doomed and hopelessly sad - how totally Chinese. And there's no happy ending - completely Chinese.

What is happening is that the American and British film industries are merging. LOTR is British to the bone. It’s Arthurian. It would never have been made in the old Hollywood. Old-line Hollywood would never have understood the story, much less seen it as a commercial property. And look where all the hot new actors come from - Australia and SA, people who would have gone to Britain in the past to do British films. Now they can make British films in Hollywood if they want.

Posted by: Jim at February 23, 2006 10:49 AM

I remember watching Chinese films as a child. All about basketball teams and heroic workers defeating evil capitalists, who were fat, wore fur coats (the men, that is, how evil can you get) and smoked cigars. All a great deal more fun than endless moody shots of scenery or kick-ass stuff.

I doubt if all that many Australian or any other actors have come to Britain for a good many decades. We haven't had a film industry to speak of for a long time. Well, really, not since the Hungarians have abandoned it.

Posted by: Helen at February 23, 2006 05:33 PM
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