Greek Tragedy

The end of civilization may well have been sealed by the third series of 'Take Me Out', and any logic overturned by copywriters who have gone mad with utterly absurd adverts showing mums needing to check out the appliances (!!?) in student residences (meaning bandwidth !!!) but it might have caught it's last breath last night by the showing of The Reader. This film, and I don't watch a hell of a lot of films apart from re-runs of The Dambusters and exhaustive brain mash such as the Battle of the Medway, was fucking fantastic.

Caught on the horns of a dilemma, that's it, that's everything in that film, from whether nazi guards should have released prisoners from burning churches, to whether young lawyers should spring ex-nazi guards on the basis of their illiteracy, to things generally being, well at best, unfair, to dealing with who you loved long long after you loved them, to the right and the wrong and the law, all absolutely brilliantly done while reading The Odyssey (of course). A brilliant exercise in the virtue for those in my Ancient Greeks class who didn't quite get it.