The isle is full of noises
Jul. 31st, 2012 04:26 pmAw, I'm a bit sad that Le Guin didn't enjoy Britain's funny little postcard to the world. "Hello!" it seemed to be saying. "This isn't going to be as impressive as Beijing, because we're skint and a bit rubbish! But here's some stuff we like! You may like some of it too!" (I wonder if the notorious NBC coverage made it less than impressive viewing in the US?)
Personally, I was rubbing my eyes the moment I saw poppies and heard Jerusalem. I may have had a lump in my throat when the children's choir sang and signed the national anthem (sorry, Dad). I bounced gleefully at the TARDIS noise. OK, the parade of athletes went on a bit, but we had a pizza delivered then so I had other things on my mind. But I was back to being in full flow when I saw who was carrying the Olympic flag. I even forgave McCartney. (I suppose if there are Beatles to be had, you've got to have one.) The next day I discovered that the writer, Frank Cottrell Boyce, sneaked in my home town's motto (Ex Terra Luce), and I got all choked up all over again.
Proud to be British? Don't be daft, that's an accident of history and birth (OK, and a conscious decision). But I thought some good things were represented in that big silly old sentimental large-hearted show: things that are, of course, universal.
Anyway, must go and cheer on Beth Tweddle in the gymnastics.
Personally, I was rubbing my eyes the moment I saw poppies and heard Jerusalem. I may have had a lump in my throat when the children's choir sang and signed the national anthem (sorry, Dad). I bounced gleefully at the TARDIS noise. OK, the parade of athletes went on a bit, but we had a pizza delivered then so I had other things on my mind. But I was back to being in full flow when I saw who was carrying the Olympic flag. I even forgave McCartney. (I suppose if there are Beatles to be had, you've got to have one.) The next day I discovered that the writer, Frank Cottrell Boyce, sneaked in my home town's motto (Ex Terra Luce), and I got all choked up all over again.
Proud to be British? Don't be daft, that's an accident of history and birth (OK, and a conscious decision). But I thought some good things were represented in that big silly old sentimental large-hearted show: things that are, of course, universal.
Anyway, must go and cheer on Beth Tweddle in the gymnastics.
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:12 pm (UTC)You'll Believe a Queen can Fly
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:45 pm (UTC)(The only boring bits were the bits one is contractually obliged to have; the athletes' parade and the speeches.)
The Small People are still hotly debating whether the Queen really did jump out of the helicopter ;-)
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:47 pm (UTC)And she was, of course, right in both respects ;-)
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Date: 2012-07-31 04:51 pm (UTC)"It was the first opening ceremony you needed to Google."
given that the man who made it possible for us all to Google got an ovation of his own :-) :-)
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Date: 2012-07-31 07:16 pm (UTC)(Interesting that Le Guin also doesn't seem to have realised that it was the actual Queen getting into the helicopter, even if not jumping out of it - it wasn't a tacky stunt, it was an incredible coup.)
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Date: 2012-07-31 08:24 pm (UTC)And that speech of Caliban's is delivered to a couple of venial drunks who are all about the pillaging, delivered by someone whose own mother was defrauded of her land by the magically enhanced invader. Named Sycorax, no less. A name used in another text, for another type of invader, brought down by a woman who was then brought down by an outsider who used his own words of power to do so. It was, as you said elsewhere, a superbly intertextual moment.
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Date: 2012-07-31 08:45 pm (UTC)Ursula Le Guin is one of my favourite writers, but she's always given me the impression that she's rather lacking in a sense of humour.
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