Friday, February 15, 2008

Remember, remember, the 5th of November

...the gun powder treason and plot. I know of no reason why the gun powder treason should ever be forgot...

This film's release was originally scheduled for Friday, November 4, 2005 (a day before the 400th Guy Fawkes Night), but was delayed; it opened on March 17, 2006, and I saw the movie here on Digimax one year later, in 2007. And yesterday I watched this movie on DVD again. One of the best movies I've seen the last years.

The two conflicting political viewpoints of anarchism and fascism permeate the story. The Norsefire regime shares every facet of fascist ideology: it rules by fear and authority and worships strong leadership (i.e. the führerprinzip). However, the regime was put in place by democratic means, just like the regime in Nazi Germany.
As in most fascist regimes, there are several different types of police and military police who engage in power struggles with each other yet obey the same leader.

The fascist regime embraces total corporatism. An important aspect of corporatism is the total identification of society with state, and to think of society as a body where the different institutions are organs. Exactly what happens in Turkey these days. Only the fight between some bigot Muslims and hysterical kemalists (a dogma created by followers of the followers of K. Ataturk, not by him) give some insight in daily Turkish life where you have to be aware what you are saying. In the metafysica we call this a fight between the Ahriman and Lucifer powers. As the classics explain us.
In the meanwhile, the ongoing hysteria about the head scarfe goes on, instead of looking into facts which matters like reforms.
Sean already wrote about this.

Day Opening - February 15

Leonard Cohen.
When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender, This I could not do;
I took my gun and vanished.
I have changed my name so often, I've lost my wife and children
But I have many friends,
And some of them are with me.
An old woman gave us shelter,
Kept us hidden in the garret,
Then the soldiers came; She died without a whisper.
There were three of us this morning I'm the only one this evening
But I must go on;
The frontiers are my prison.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom soon will come;
Then we'll come from the shadows.
Les Allemands étaient chez moi, Ils me dirent, "Signe toi,"
Mais je n'ai pas peur; J'ai repris mon arme.
J'ai changé cent fois de nom, J'ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j'ai tant d'amis;
J'ai la France entière.
Un vieil homme dans un grenier
Pour la nuit nous a caché, Les Allemands l'ont pris;
Il est mort sans surprise.
Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing,
Through the graves the wind is blowing,
Freedom soon will come;
Then we'll come from the shadows.