Film

 "All Quiet On The Western Front" (2022)


This excellent anti-war film based on the 1929 novel "Im Westen nichts Neues" by Erich Maria Remarque is currently available on Netflix. At two hours twenty eight minutes in length, it is an epic watch yet I must admit that I was gripped throughout it.
Unusually, it considers World War One from a German viewpoint and from there it looks just as ugly, just as pointless and just as inhuman as it has variously been seen from the opposite angle.

It mostly revolves around the last weeks of the war and focuses upon a group of school friends who have joined up with boyish notions of what being a soldier will be like. Their fantasies are quickly dashed as they enter a living hell of mud, blood, noise and confusion. What is it all for? Nobody seems to know.

One of the school chums almost makes it to The Armistice  at the eleventh hour of the eleventh day in the eleventh month of 1918.  He is Paul Bäumer played by Felix Kammerer and as witnesses we have watched  him all the way, through the trenches, the killing  and the camaraderie. Dialogue is sparse and Bäumer seems to be in a permanent state of terror.

As I say, words are few. This film relies heavily on imagery. It's hard to talk when you are surrounded by brutality and the obvious futility of war. There's a starkness about it all - little colour in an endless winter. It could so easily have been filmed in black and white were it not for the orange flame throwers and the scarlet puddles of blood.

You may prefer films that you can skip away from having been lightly entertained - an "ooo!" here and a chuckle or a tear  there but conversely, "All Quiet On The Western Front" grabs you by the throat and tells you that it is something more than mere entertainment. 

Looking at what is currently happening in Ukraine, we may reflect upon why  humanity has still not learnt vital lessons about the absurdity of war.  We carry on as though there was no yesterday.


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A Snooze in the Afternoon


This is the simple jug I bought from Sainsbury’s yesterday . It’s robust and pleasing and suits the daffodils which I’ve now filled it. Tulips will look good in it too. 
I took the dogs to Colwyn Bay Promenade first thing and bought daffodils from a little florist in the town before meeting a friend for brunch. 
I think brunch is the go to eating event popular with people now. I love it much more that a late dinner out , not that I’m invited out late much anymore . 
I popped in Eirlys’ beef casserole, wrote up some college notes and that’s it for the day.
A recent blood test showed I’m a bit anaemic so a crafty little snooze-Ette  is the order of the late afternoon 
It’s cool , but I cover me and the dogs in a throw and soon all of us will be asleep on the trendy couch .
Organic hot water bottles for each other
I will light the fire later.




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Who I am

 Faith 

Rise up

May Your strength

Be my strength

I prosper

Because

Of who

You are

Get up

And praise

For my joy

Is not contingent

On what

I can’t control

But on who

I am in

You


Love you friends



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